by Peter Moore

Number Eight – Radiohead: Go to Sleep

Stretching right back to the days of Adam and Eve, Monday mornings have provided mankind with a formidable foe. And wrenching yourself out your warm feathery bed at half past seven in the morning of the week’s opening day, you might have genuine cause to curse your distant ancestors.

If it wasn’t for them and that bad business with the apple tree, then we wouldn’t have to stare sleepily at ourselves in bathroom mirrors at some godly hour waiting for our brains to start to work; we wouldn’t fling on a poorly coordinated arrangement of clothing and later regret it; we wouldn’t catch a cold dashing to the underground in the morning chill; and we wouldn’t have to arrive at work to an avalanche of frothing emails.

No, we all be content living in a blissful society of primitive Communism in the Garden of Eden. We’d get up when we wanted, wander around a little, have a chat with some mates, do a little bit of worshipping and then drift back off to sleep again. We wouldn’t even have to bother getting dressed.

Having said that, I’d bet the day that the foolish pair had a chew at the forbidden fruit was a Monday, and the time was around half past eight. In which case, I’ll give them a little more sympathy.

Anyway, enough of this silliness. Suffice to say that our characters are stained for eternity and we’re forever damned to Monday mornings and the abject horrors of commuting. Still, at least we can use Radiohead as a dose of opium for the mind.

That’s it. Go to Sleep.

(For guitarists, this song includes a wonderful little chordal riff in G @ 1.32)