Выпустить настолько скучный и пресный альбом чтобы я до конца не мог поверить что он настолько скучный и пресный и переслушивал бы его снова и снова чтобы поменять своё мнение. Гениально Йорк красавчик молодец
*listens to KID A once*
To be fair, you have to have a very high IQ to understand Radiohead. The music is extremely complex, and without a solid grasp of poetic analysis most of the lyrics will go over a typical viewer’s (radio)head. There’s also Thom Yorke's nihilistic outlook, which is deftly woven into his characterisation- his personal philosophy draws heavily from Chomsky, for instance. The fans understand this stuff; they have the intellectual capacity to truly appreciate the depths of their music, to realise that they’re not just sad- they say something deep about LIFE. As a consequence people who dislike Radiohead truly ARE idiots- of course they wouldn’t appreciate, for instance, the humour in Down Is The New Up lyrics which itself is a cryptic reference to George Orwell's 1984. I’m smirking right now just imagining one of those addlepated simpletons scratching their heads in confusion as Jonny Greenwood's genius wit unfolds itself in their ears.
Back in the days of mp3 players, I used to listen to this in the morning during my walk to work several times a week, to the point where specific notes of "Everything in Its Right Place's" keyboard patterns evoke particular images and places and smells in my brain to this day. It's such an amazing track with this cold and beautiful but desolate aura about it. Awesome song and of course a great record.
"There is in all things a pattern that is part of our universe. It has symmetry, elegance, and grace - these qualities you find always in that the true artist captures. You can find it in the turning of the seasons, the way sand trails along a ridge, in the branch clusters of the creosote bush of the pattern of its leaves. We try to copy these patterns in our lives and in our society, seeking the rhythms, the dances, the forms that comfort. Yet, it is possible to see peril in the finding of ultimate perfection. It is clear that the ultimate pattern contains its own fixity. In such perfection, all things move towards death"