{"id":62202,"date":"2013-01-28T12:34:08","date_gmt":"2013-01-28T17:34:08","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=62202"},"modified":"2025-03-09T10:15:52","modified_gmt":"2025-03-09T14:15:52","slug":"i-wish-i-was-special","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=62202","title":{"rendered":"I Wish I Was Special"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Radiohead&#8217;s &#8220;Creep&#8221; was a monster hit, a hit kept growing and growing and growing (you all will remember the entire YEAR when you could barely turn on the radio without hearing it.)  Nobody in the band appeared to anticipate that this gloomy eerie song would strike such a deep chord. The song&#8217;s success took them by surprise.  They had been at a turning point as a band, and when &#8220;Creep&#8221; took off, they rode that wave and toured for something like two years straight, on the strength of that one single.  It&#8217;s a great song, one of those songs that taps into the anxiety of a certain time of life, a certain TYPE of person (in a similar way that &#8220;Smells Like Teen Spirit&#8221; did), and it&#8217;s a song that means a lot to me.  It&#8217;s so honest. It&#8217;s the sort of honesty you might cringe away from, or resist recognizing in yourself.  <\/p>\n<p>When you were here before<br \/>\nCouldn&#8217;t look you in the eye<br \/>\nYou&#8217;re just like an angel<br \/>\nYour skin makes me cry<br \/>\nYou float like a feather<br \/>\nIn a beautiful world<br \/>\nI wish I was special<br \/>\nYou&#8217;re so fucking special<br \/>\nBut I&#8217;m a creep<br \/>\nI&#8217;m a weirdo<br \/>\nWhat the hell am I doing here?<br \/>\nI don&#8217;t belong here<br \/>\nI don&#8217;t care if it hurts<br \/>\nI want to have control<br \/>\nI want a perfect body<br \/>\nI want a perfect soul<br \/>\nI want you to notice<br \/>\nWhen I&#8217;m not around<br \/>\nYou&#8217;re so fucking special<br \/>\nI wish I was special<br \/>\nBut I&#8217;m a creep<br \/>\nI&#8217;m a weirdo<br \/>\nWhat the hell am I doing here?<br \/>\nI don&#8217;t belong here<br \/>\nShe&#8217;s running out the door<br \/>\nShe&#8217;s running out<br \/>\nShe run, run, run, run<br \/>\nRun<br \/>\nWhatever makes you happy<br \/>\nWhatever you want<br \/>\nYou&#8217;re so fucking special<br \/>\nI wish I was special<br \/>\nBut I&#8217;m a creep<br \/>\nI&#8217;m a weirdo<br \/>\nWhat the hell am I doing here?<br \/>\nI don&#8217;t belong here<br \/>\nI don&#8217;t belong here<\/p>\n<p>When I first saw the trailer for <i>The Social Network<\/i>, <a href=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=bI9fL5EaZY4\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">I was completely awestruck by the cover of &#8220;Creep&#8221; that played over it<\/a>.  The song is already eerie, but that cover takes it to another level.  It sounds suicidal.  Or homicidal.  In a very calm and terrifying way. I Googled around feverishly to find out who it was: turns out it is an all-female choir from Belgium called Scala &#038; Kolocny Brothers, and I have since become a big fan of all of their stuff. At the end of their cover of &#8220;Creep&#8221;, the entire choir whispers, &#8220;I wish I was special&#8221; and it makes the hair on the back of my neck stand up. <\/p>\n<p>\n<iframe loading=\"lazy\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/Yt6-gBGCJ-4?si=G4u9aqZKxdc2sh3R\" title=\"YouTube video player\" frameborder=\"0\" allow=\"accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share\" referrerpolicy=\"strict-origin-when-cross-origin\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>\nThe song is great enough to be able to &#8220;take&#8221; many interpretations.  It&#8217;s a monologue.  It requires honesty, and an understanding of what the lyrics mean.  However, if you speeded up the pace and put a pop beat into it, you would need to justify that choice.  [To clarify: if a cover is done well, it justifies its own existence.] (Side note, in re: bad covers: I remember watching <i>American Idol<\/i>, and watching <a href=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=39jXGwYzwyU\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">Taylor Hicks dance around as he sang &#8220;Living For the City&#8221;<\/a>, and I wondered if he even knew what the hell that song was about.  Why are you SMILING, white boy?  Nothin&#8217; to smile about in that song.  Ignorant. You see a lot of that in today&#8217;s music with amateur singers: a total divorce between performance and content.) <\/p>\n<p>I am sure others out there have covered &#8220;Creep&#8221;, because it is such a fine song and provides the performer with a wealth of opportunities.  First of all, it&#8217;s deep emotionally, twisty and painful.  You can do a lot of acting and personalizing with it.  Second of all, while it starts slow and methodical, it ends in a huge finish.  If you have the pipes for it, &#8220;Creep&#8221; can be a showstopper.  <\/p>\n<p>I didn&#8217;t think anything could top Scala &#038; Kolocny&#8217;s cover, but for today, this one has.  <\/p>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/aZ5ZclZTeTU?si=cUhUN4CT9IC6rKoM\" title=\"YouTube video player\" frameborder=\"0\" allow=\"accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share\" referrerpolicy=\"strict-origin-when-cross-origin\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>Broadway singer Carrie Manolakos, singing a cover of Radiohead&#8217;s &#8220;Creep&#8221;, that has to be experienced to be believed.  She sang this at La Poisson Rouge, coincidentally (where the <a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=61964\">Bowie\/Presley birthday bash<\/a> was held).  <\/p>\n<p>I am blown away.  <\/p>\n<p>Hats off.  <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Radiohead&#8217;s &#8220;Creep&#8221; was a monster hit, a hit kept growing and growing and growing (you all will remember the entire YEAR when you could barely turn on the radio without hearing it.) 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