#nude the radiohead song

[hyacinthesiss]

me ascending to heaven during those last couple seconds of nude

[sugarcubeindulgent]

nude | pete dinunzio x f!reader

synopsis. when an ex-boyfriend/ex-best friend reaches out, you decide to give him a chance to speak what he wants to. you've changed after-all. unfortunately, as you'll find out, he definitely hasn't.

⊹ ࣪ ˖ contents. established relationship. hurt w/ no comfort. heavy angst. misogyny. sexism. slut-shaming. epilogue!pete is his own warning. swearing. violence? explicit content.

Tapping your heel against the wooden floorboards of the dive bar somewhere tucked into a dangerous part of New York, you can’t seem to stay still. Your entire body is antsy and you’re unable to do much but drink Diet Coke after Diet Coke and smoke cigarette after cigarette. You keep looking around, trying to spot the man you know hasn’t changed much physically aside from actually growing up. Pete. In your line of work it’s inevitable you’d know about him, it’s inevitable you sometimes see updates about him and his team. But what you didn’t count on and what you had hoped for yet dreaded was Pete reaching out to you. Though this would be as good a time as any with the convention tomorrow, you’re unsure why you’re here. Maybe some stupid part of you hopes he’s changed, that maybe he’s still in touch with the guys and they’ve changed too.

Maybe some stupid part of you still wants to see the good in the worst guys you’ve known. The worst guy you’ve known.

When your eyes flicker around the room again, your eyes finally land on him. And your eyebrows sew up, your entire body immediately stiffening as cancerous smoke leaves your glossy lips. Pete really doesn’t look too different. Of course he looks older in a dark snapback where black hair peeks out, more prominent dark circles beneath his eyes and a goatee to fit his look. His ears are pierced, triple lobes with stretched singles. Ink runs up his thin and lanky arms as his dark eyes spot you before he waves off the bartender he was talking to. As he walks over, you look at his dark staff shirt, he was probably working before he came. Dark jeans and shoes to match.

Pete finally stands in front of where you sit in the booth and you slowly slide out. The air immediately feels tense with awkwardness and unsettled tensions. But you still smile at Pete who seems to be drinking you in entirely, in disbelief. You’ve come a long way, you know it – and maybe some bad part of you likes the way he seems to look at you like something that slipped out of his hands. You want to hug him but that feels too weird, you wipe your hands off on your skirt.

“It’s…good to see you again, Pete.”,you greet him.

Dark eyes finally meet yours and he smiles a bit weakly, nodding. “Uhm you too.”

Then you nod to the booth. “Wanna sit?” Pete grumbles a response and you slide into the booth, a glass of Diet Coke still unfinished while your cigarette burns in the glass ashtray.

When Pete looks along the table, to the drink then to the cigarette he furrows his unibrow a bit and he shifts on the leather seat of the booth. “You smoke now?”,he asks, then he smiles a bit in a way that relaxes you,”You used to get on my ass about smoking constantly.” He says it fondly, you smile a bit and you laugh lightly, nodding while you wipe your hands on your skirt beneath the table again.

“Well I needed a new vice.”,you say with a loose shrug. You don’t want to assume Pete hasn’t seen updates about you. From your rise as a pornstar in the fetish genres to your alcohol problems and sobriety with steady fame in porn. Wrapping your hand around your glass to calm your nerves by the coldness, you thumb the glass and you contemplate for a few moments while in silence. Maybe you should just ask what’s been burning in your mind for a week.

Before you can, Pete speaks first.

“Congratulations by the way.” Your eyes look at him and your eyebrows furrow a bit in confusion. He shakes his head and gestures a bit absently with his hand. “Female Performer of the Year at the AVN.”,clarifies Pete with a crooked grin.

You feel your skin warm a bit, it feels so weird to talk about such a thing with the boy you grew up with. Then again he’s a man and it isn’t as if he wasn’t your first. Swallowing the awkwardness and threats of shy bouts, you laugh and nor. “Thanks.”,you expel a breath and shake your head while you run a hand over your forehead to cool down your skin. Quickly, you add more to fill the silence you feel makes the tension and awkwardness way too thick. “I heard the company you work for is already buzzing with nominations for the awards next year. I’m pretty surprised.”

Pete’s unibrow furrows and he frowns a bit. “Why?”

Blinking, you shake your head. “Well…horror porn is a controversial genre, is all. You guys don’t really get recognition at the shows.”,you explain with a shake of your head. You can tell Pete’s a bit irritated by your remark so you clear your throat and change the topic, it may worsen the atmosphere but you push forward anyway. You have to know. “Pete I–”,hesitating, your body trying to stop what your heart wants to know,”It’s been years…wh-why did you wanna see me?”,you dare to ask while you wet your lips.

Dark eyes flicker along your features, his lips parting to speak before his eyes dart to the waitress who sets a beer down in front of him. You thank her when he doesn’t and you look back to Pete with an expression of confused curiosity. But he takes a long drink of the beer before he finally speaks, and his response leaves you only more confused.

“I just wanted to.”

Your eyes dart around and you contemplate lighting up another cigarette as you shift in your seat. But you bite back the urge. “But why?”,you ask again. Your eyebrows furrow and you look at Pete who seems tense, thumbing the ridge of his glass he holds close to him. “I mean…it’s been years. The last time I saw you was – after that shit happened with the guys a-and you completely went off on me when I was just trying to help you.” Something in your head is telling you to shut up, to stop letting unspoken words spill out of your mouth in an obviously sore way. But your heart is choking out your brain in a fight for rationality and reason.

“Help me?”,scoffs Pete. You flinch at the bitterness weaving through his words as his hand presses to his chest in disbelief. Pete shakes his head and he lets go of his glass to talk with his hands as he used to. “No, no. You weren’t tryin’ to fuckin’ help me. You wanted me to go back and apologize to those fuckin’ assholes, all because you didn’t wanna be left alone again.”

Blinking back, your chest aches and hurts, your hands tighten on the fabric of your skirt beneath the table. Trying to remain calm, to not let your old resentment and emotions get the best of you, you shake your head. “As if.”,you snap, your attempts to keep yourself calm slowly failing, you lean towards Pete,”I was trying to help like I always did. All I ever did was mediate your arguments and talk you down when things got too intense. What did you do? You cussed me out and would call me names.”

“I’d fuckin’ apologize for that.”,he snaps in return, slamming his beer down onto the table so hard some of it sloshes over the sides onto the carvings in the wooden table.

“My fucking ass you would.”,you retort, not the same sensitive girl that’d immediately shut up when Pete would get beyond his anger. He scoffs and leans back, looking away while downing more of his beer. But you continue while your eyes chase his own. Keeping your voice down after his slam had drawn a couple of side glances. “You’d just show up at my house or window with some half-heartened “sorry” and then you’d try to distract me with one thing or–”

“And it worked didn’t it?”,Pete scoffs, looking at you with wide and dark eyes. He’s practically sneering. Then he shakes his head and laughs bitterly while he looks along your features. “You took anything I gave you. Is it my fault you were insecure and took everything lying down?” Flinching at his words, your anger flares up with your hurt and it feels like your heart is suffocating your brain.

Maybe some part of you knows he’s right. He’d get away with so much, he was your first boyfriend and you were some insecure girl who could only be friends with people you thought needed “fixing”. Still, you’ve changed. A lot. And evidently he’s still fucking awful. Your eyes sting but you blink the sensation away and you tilt your head, calmness and reason is gone. Just like every time you used to argue with Pete it’s insults, only this time you refuse to just take them.

“Oh please, Pete. That was years ago. And what about now?”,you snap, Pete seems to flinch as if he didn’t expect you to snap at him. “You’re some fucking balding nobody working for a company that’ll probably go bankrupt in fucking six months.” Pete’s eyes narrow and his jaw clenches, his hand is so tightly wrapped around the glass that his scarred up knuckles are white. You continue, bitter and angry. Hurt. “You don’t get to sit here and be a fucking asshole when you were the one that reached out to me. I’m not that same girl but you’re still the same jackass.”

“No shit, bitch.”,he swears. Pete then scoffs and he raises his unibrow. “Do you think you’re better now because you got hot and started to spread your legs for cash? You’re like every other ugly pair ‘a tits who grew up to be a pornstar.” Your chest aches and your eyes sting as you look into the face you once felt butterflies looking at. Now all you feel is sick as he tosses a hand with a scoff. “Just dying for attention and willing to fuck anyone and do anything to get it – I seen your movies, so believe me I know. So don’t talk shit to me when you’re just some slut who can’t handle her fuckin’ booze now.”

When you stand a sharp slap rings through the air between you and Pete. Your hand stings and his face jerks to the side from the impact of your hit. Trembling and breathing heavily, uncaring to the eyes around you two, you lean down close to him once you feel you’re not going to burst into tears. “Fuck you, Pete.”,you hiss hotly, you shake your head and your eyes rake over him in disgust,”I was stupid to think you changed. Have a fun life rotting in lonliness and isolation because not even the most desperate of cunts would tolerate you, you fucking asshole.”

Snatching up your purse from the booth seat, you shift out and you try to walk away only for Pete’s hand to suddenly grab your forearm. Wide eyes snap down to Pete, he’s staring up at you with anger that’s barely contained in a sneer and his tight, vice grip on your forearm. “When you eventually relapse and spiral again…call me. Maybe I’ll give you a twenty to blow me like you have every other actor in the industry.” Your jaw clenches and you swallow thickly, snatching your forearm from him so hard his nails catch skin.

Quickly rushing out of the bar, your heart pounding in your ears and blood rushing as some blood beads and rolls down your arm from his scratches – your shaking hands reach into your bag for a cigarette. Stomping down the pavement, hot tears rolling down your cheeks you’re unable to breathe or hold anything. You don’t care about the stares or looks, your eyes screwing shut as you turn into an alleyway and place a hand over your eyes, purse hitting the dirty alley floor.

“Fuckfuckfuck…”,you hiss,”Stop crying stop crying…”

[femboymilkovich]

You paint yourself white

And fill up with noise

But there'll be something missing

Now that you found it

It's gone

Now that you feel it

You don't

You've gone off the rails

[martitheevans]

Me when "you'll go to hell for what your dirty mind is thinking," uegh

[unanottexxx]

my soul leaves my body while listening the first 40secs of Nude by Radiohead

[gay-caveman]

[hotdrinkstudies]

watch me take every opportunity to associate my fanart with Radiohead songs

[m4ndysk4nkovich]

mickey milkovich x nude, radiohead

i don’t think that anybody can disagree that 1x07 is the episode where we learn the most about mickey milkovich. no, i don’t mean he showed any development or anything like that, but we learned something about him that made him significant for the rest of the show. something that never leaves, something that is important to him. in 1x07, we learn that mickey milkovich is gay, and we learn that he is willing to sleep with ian gallagher (even when his father and sister are in the house).

in 1x06, mickey kind of has an interaction with ian that we later see and are like, “yeah, he’s totally gay”, but back then it wasn’t stated that mickey was gay. mickey steals shit from the kash and grab, and he tells ian, “you know where i live if you have a problem” kind of instigating that ian should come over.

but in 1x07, mickey has stolen the gun from the kash and grab, and ian goes to mickey’s house equipped with a tyre iron, ready to take it back.

the “i want the gun back, mickey” scene needs no introduction or explanation. we all know what happened. we all watched in awe as mickey stood over ian and both of their breaths evened out and they made contact and… bam! they’re getting undressed, just like that.

later on, we are no stranger to gallavich and fighting then fucking. it’s something many people know them for, the fact that they’ll literally beat the shit out of each other and then immediately get on each other. but here, it was supposed to be for shock value because shameless utilizes shock value. to those who didn’t know gallavich was going to happen, watching mickey, the thug who had literally just attempted murder on ian, undress and fuck ian was surprising. later on, we can understand why it happened, but we were supposed to be shocked.

so, here’s where nude by radiohead comes in.

terry wakes up from a nap and goes to take a piss in mickey’s room (there’s a bathroom in there, he isn’t just pissing in it, lol). in there, ian and mickey are naked under mickey’s covers. around them, we see a poster of a woman and we also see a drawing mickey made that says “fuck love”.

so when terry comes out of the bathroom and looks at them both, he doesn’t do what season 3 terry does, he simply says “put some clothes on, you two look like a couple of fags!” and it’s a comical scene because, what the fuck, terry, aren’t you a homophobic murderer? you woke up to grunts and crashes coming from mickey’s room, then when you came in he and another boy are naked in his bed… what do you think they were doing?

so when mickey does put some clothes on, he puts on a radiohead shirt.

the shirt says “you’ll go to hell for what your dirty mind is thinking” and those are the last lyrics of the radiohead song “nude”.

so for those who haven’t listened to the song, here’s my analysis of why this song is associated with mickey milkovich and how it ends up foreshadowing his entire character for the next four seasons.

“don’t get any big ideas

they’re not gonna happen”

literally this scene. mickey caves and gives ian the gun back because lets be honest, it was really just bait. ian leans in to kiss him, and mickey has a look in his eyes where you can tell he wants to, but he can’t. he built this wall up years ago and he’s already cursing himself for letting it come down. terry instructed him to get dressed, and he puts on this shirt. and he’s trying to put this carefully constructed mask back on but he’s struggling. and so, he pushes ian away, “kiss me and i’ll cut your fucking tounge out”. there’s no malice in his tone, it’s a threat, but it isn’t threatening.

“you paint yourself white

and fill up with noise

but there'll be something missing”

mickey hiding in the closet, marrying svetlana, being a father to yevgeny, trying to act like the perfect son of terry. he still has this mask on and he tries to hide who he is but alas, he can’t. he loves ian too much and when he gets married and pushes him away, he’s still gay and in love.

“now that you found it

it’s gone”

upon being married, he tells ian that they can still bang. maybe being married to a woman makes him feel a bit more secure because although he despises it and it’s crushing him, he can keep his whole “king of the southside” thing. now that he’s married and unhappy, terry’s satisfied, and that’s all that matters- well, at one point it was. so he tells ian that they can still fuck, but suddenly, ian isn’t as eager and easy as he once was, and he leaves. he’s gone.

“now that you feel it

you don't

you’ve gone off the rails”

he’s out, he’s with ian, he has ian. things are supposed to be fine- but they’re not. ian’s unstable and has been hospitalized, and mickey breaks. he gets shitfaced and cuts his cheek and cries into ian’s jacket. that wall he once built up? the chest he puffed up, the posters he hung, the tattoos he got, they all mean nothing. it’s all gone. the wall and mask are gone, he’s more fragile than he once was. ian’s broken and it’s simultaneously breaking him too.

“so don't get any big ideas

they're not gonna happen”

this line is so mickey in s5, s6, s7, and s10. ian calling him and mickey running to see ian. he has hope. but no, ian breaks up with him, mickey is arrested, and when ian visits he desperately wants ian back. he tattoos ian’s name on his chest, specifically over his heart, and he practically pleads for ian to stay. then, mickey and ian are fleeing to mexico, and for a second, he has hope again. he fantasizes about he and ian at the beach, ian’s freckled skin being sunburnt, them swimming in the ocean together. for once, he can imagine his dreams being true. but they aren’t. he and ian are getting their marriage license, but ian’s hand wavers over the dotted line and he gives mickey that look and mickey breaks (…ian’s leg. lol). he keeps getting his hopes up and everytime he scolds himself for it because he just ends up hopeless.

then finally, the moment we’ve all been waiting for,

“you'll go to hell

for what your dirty mind

is thinking”

it’s in the 1x07 scene i’m talking about. terry instructs mickey to get dressed, he does, and he puts on a shirt that says this. and in that shirt, he seems odd. the confidence we see him have in 1x03 is no longer there. he doesn’t necessarily look vulnerable, but he isn’t the mickey he pretends to be. he caves and returns the gun, which was just bait for ian to come anyway, and he refuses to make eye contact with ian, but when he does, it’s almost coy? he’s ashamed. he’s thinking of things he know would get him killed and he hates himself for it. terry will end him if he finds out, and yes, he has the posters, the reputation, the persona, the tattoos, the guns, etc. but in the end, it’s all an act, and we can see it. the way he licks his lips, the way his eyes won’t focus, his body language says so much.

[hyacinthesiss]

i wanna make out with a pretty boy to nude so bad

[superfreak]

Merry Christmas!

Here’s a list of 2Doc coded songs that no one asked for! 💌:

Beast Of Burden - The Rolling Stones

Heaven -The Rolling Stones

This Is Hardcore - Pulp

Nude - Radiohead

Francesca - Hozier

En La Ciudad De La Furia - Soda Stereo

Spit On A Stranger - Pavement

Salt Licorice - Jónsi, Robyn

11 y 6 - Fito Paez

Someone To Watch Over Me - Charlie Watts

Any more suggestions?

[cuetlaxochitl]

tagged by @seekdestr0y to list 5 songs ive had on repeat!!!!!!! thank u sm!!!!!!

1- radio clash by the clash 2- the day the world turned dayglo by xray spex 3- ha 3ape by alyans 4- nude by radiohead 5- beyond the pale by big audio dynamite

tagging: @try-cry-why-try @bigdookiepookie @poprocksncokeee @harbingerofskulls @martystlouis and anyone else who would like to!!!!!

[thomstrainers]

favourite radiohead song?

i am SO glad u asked! street spirit (fade out). ir’s also my fav song ever. i have listened to it over 4000 times since august :3

sexond faves and so on: just, separator, nude, weird fishes

how about yours?

[itsjustnausicaa]

hiii 17 25 26 !!!!

omgg its azzy!!!!!!

17: A song you’d listen to during soft/slow/passionate sex?

hmm i have a few i think!

Nude - Radiohead

any song by Cigarettes After Sex

One Of Your Girls - Troye Sivan

They'll Only Miss You When You Leave - Carissa's Wierd

25: Is there anything you do after sex? (for example, smoke, eat, drink)

usually i just kind of sit or lie there for a bit, if the sex is any good i usually need to calm down and let myself mellow out a bit. ask if the person im with is doing ok and if they need anything. sometimes i get hungry after i fuck so maybe ill get a snack, but i usually try to get some water or something to drink after. then its just chilling or cuddling

26: Something that will never fail to get you horny?

you.

(and also making out. i lovee making out)

[thekingofgear]

In this photo from 2001, Thom plays a Korg that I'm not proficient enough to identify. I'm not able to find this Korg attached to him on the website, so I'd like to know what he is playing here and for what song. I'm most baffled by Colin playing upright bass, which may leave YAWA & Pyramid Song, for which I believe he neither played a Korg, so I am stumped!

Thank you very much for the submission!

This photo is doubtless from a performance of Motion Picture Soundtrack. During 2000 and 2001, Thom experimented with various digital organ keyboards for performances of the song. He paired the organs with an Electro-Harmonix Micro Synthesizer effects pedal in order to get a more distorted sound, presumably to better emulate the crunchiness of the late-1800s Putnam & Co pump organ/harmonium used on the original recording. Colin likely played the same double bass as in the photo, a South Korean student model bass, for the studio recording of the song. However, the harps on the studio recordings are samples which Jonny processed. The choir near the end is also a sample, specifically one from the 1963 film Donovan's Reef (this was identified by casiopeia67).

Jonny sitting at the band's Putnam and Co pedal organ at Radiohead's studio during the recording of In Rainbows in 2006-2007. It's worth noting that this is the same instrument that the band used for Thinking About You on Pablo Honey (listen at the very end of the song to hear the same mechanical noises from the organ as during Motion Picture Soundtrack). The band purchased it from Chipping Norton when that studio closed down in 1999.

The particular digital organ visible here is a Korg CX-3 — specifically the version produced from 1979-1991. The later digital version, produced from 2001-2011, has the "CX-3" model number printed on the back panel next to the "Korg" logo. At a glance, the CX-3 looks very similar to Jonny’s Hammond XB-2. Both have a single manual of 61 waterfall-style keys, both have wooden cabinets, and both have a set of drawbars in a control panel to the left of the keyboard. These similarities are unsurprising, as both are “clone-wheels”: replicas of Hammond tone-wheel organs meant to be more portable than a vintage B3. But perhaps the most notable difference between the keyboards is that the original CX-3 used analog technology, while both the later CX-3 and the Hammond XB-2 used a digital sound engine.

Thom playing an organ during Motion Picture Soundtrack in Toronto in 2000. Note the EHX Micro-Synthesizer pedal on top of the pedal. In addition to it, there is also a direct box and what appears to be a small speaker (presumably serving as a monitor).

In fact, although we’ve written that Thom borrowed the XB-2 for performances in 2000, it’s possible that he in fact used the CX-3. The keyboards are extremely similar in a side-profile, particularly in the blurry footage we have of the band’s show in Toronto on October 17, 2000. The 2000 tour seems to be one of their worst-documented, so hopefully someone can dig up some more photos or footage.

Here are a couple photos of the control panels of an original Korg CX-3 (left) and a Hammond XB-2 (right) (Audiofanzine: CX-3, XB-2). The similar placement of the drawbars and buttons makes the keyboards hard to distinguish. However, the XB-2 has an additional panel beneath the keyboard with buttons and a small LCD display (these extra buttons control a variety of features, from vibrato tuning to preset selection). In contrast, the Korg has an overall thicker wooden cabinet. The newer version of the CX-3 has an added panel above keyboard for the drawbars, which makes it easy to distinguish.

Jonny playing his Hammond XB-2 during Nude (then called Big Ideas) at a soundcheck on April 17, 1998 at the Radio City Music Hall in New York (source: Meeting People is Easy).

[femboymilkovich]

I was tagged by @mybrainismelted @stocious @spookygingerr @heymacy @heymrspatel

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rules: put your music library on shuffle, then list the first five songs that come up in a poll to let people vote for which one they like the most! 🎶

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[bonivers]

in the top 25 songs of all time me thinks