Dear Friends of Radiohead,

Don’t forget that Thom is on the road right now, and could use our support! Don’t forget where to reach him and his friends:

letterstoradiohead@gmail.com

Good luck Thom, Phil, Jonny, Colin, and Ed, and we’ll talk to you guys soon!

With love,
Elisia 

Dear Radiohead,

We really have to catch up soon. I want to hear all about California!

Hugs,

Dave

Dear Thom,

I was in California this past weekend but unfortunately had to miss your Coachella set. It was my little brother’s wedding! I also had a pass to your after-party DJ set but had to miss that as well. I was on the plane back to New York! 

I really hope that one of these days our schedules will work out. I know how hard it is to get a hold of me, especially since I’m not a phone person. But I hope you know, Thom, that no matter what, I will always support your art. Keep pluggin’ away at it, ole boy, and never mind what your parents, brothers, and relatives say about law school and finance. I believe  in you!

Sincerely yours,

Elisia

Dear Thom,

Dear Thom,

This is our cat Huckleberry. He comes from a broken home.

Sincerely,

Elisia & Dave

Dear Radiohead,

Sometimes my friends and I say things like “David Foster Wallace is the Radiohead of writers” and “LOST is the David Foster Wallace of television” and “Pad see ew is the LOST of dinners,” &c. What are some things you love?

Cheers,

Kim

(Phil and Colin sit in the parlor)

Phil: Knock, knock.

Colin: Who’s there?

Phil: Knock, knock.

Colin: Who’s there?

Phil: Knock, knock.

(Thom shuts of dictaphone. Walks to Nigel Godrich, who is standing in a corner painting.)

Nigel: it’s a good beat, but could use more punch.

(Thom nods and walks back to Phil and Colin. Phil is researching farmer’s markets. Colin is looking out the window.)

Thom: he says it needs more punch.

Phil: Phil

Colin: Collins

(Thom nods and goes back to Nigel. Nigel laughs. Phil Collins is sleeping somewhere, probably not his grandmother’s sofa).