“Hard to argue for the historical importance of this record but damn if it ain’t one of the most enjoyable of 2012, hooooooly shit I’ll tell you what,” is something I wrote on Facebook about 15 minutes ago. Way to get on my level, The Awl.
Dum da da de da da dum de da la la la la lone and stooooooooooooned
"What I hear in a lot of the Liturgy hate is purists, who’ve dedicated their adult lives and epidermises to embodying some “true” metal ethos, resenting soapy pluralists such as myself and other fickle mp3-tourists zooming through every genre nation with blogs as our guidebooks, our passports stamped plentifully and according to fashion. I hear colonial Salemites resenting those who work and travel along the Ipswich Road. I hear tribalism, rigidity, and conservatism, a rejection of others’ tolerance and capacity for diversity and hybridity."
This is so, so great. Owes a fair bit to Hunter S (the old “editor called, I was being all grumpy, stuff about my life”) but is no worse off for it, and I actually welcome HST rips when there’s so much impersonal, snobby music writing around. Read it.
"Every time I’m done with the mixing, I smoke a big joint and listen to the album with a good pair of headphones and every time it’s very scary, because the album is done, and there’s nothing else you can do on it. And the first time I listened to this album I was crying, honestly – I’m not going to lie to you. I was crying because I was proud, not because I think it’s a great album – although I really feel like it’s a good album — I just feel like I’ve done everything I could to make it sound like this, and it’s exactly what I had in mind."
The Dark Side of Oz of our time? Can’t believe I only just found it. Works eerily well already and I’m only up to Paranoid Android. That said, Radiohead are one of those bands to whom we’re all too eager to attach a sort of mystical, metaphysical genius. Of course OK Computer - one of the most universally acclaimed albums ever - was actually conceived as a half-album, waiting to be made whole by being interspersed with its uneasy twin a decade later! Everybody else go home, Radiohead win at music!
Maybe this means we’ll get the other half of The King of Limbs someday. Perhaps it’ll come with a weekend supplement, complete with special comic strips and vapid celebrity profiles, and it will reveal that Thom Yorke knew the true depths of Rebekah Brooks’ lack of moral fibre years ago due to the Secret Society of Powerful British Gingers.
At any rate, perhaps part of the reason 01 & 10 works is not because there’s some grand design at work, but because we have listened to these songs so many times that they feel connected to everything - at least, that’s the way Radiohead can make you feel. They are, for better or worse, all-encompassing in ways very few other bands can claim to be.