A friend once told me that if I ever came into his apartment and Radiohead’s “The National Anthem” was playing at an excruciatingly loud volume, it would be in my best interest to find him immediately.
And that’s where he left the conversation.
My mind went to question whether or not he could be hurting himself, hurting someone else, or if he was having a really good time and simply wanted someone to share it with.
Weirdo.
BLONDE ON BLONDE 