All I want is the moon upon a stick
Today, I downloaded the newly released Radiohead album ‘The King of Limbs’. I decided to tweet a single thought about each track as I listened. I am recording them here for posterity.
Track 1 - Bloom. Sounds of ‘The Eraser’ instantly permeate. My arms resemble chicken skin.
Track 2 - Morning Mr Magpie. Familiar cadence. My foot may be tapping a different beat, my rhythmical impotence cares not.
Track 3 - Little by little. Controlled panic. Nursery rhymelike chorus. Is this ‘The Eraser’s Amnesiac?
Track 4 - Feral. Yorkes voice is an instrument. Colin’s bass is sublime. I have just become aware of my head bobbing.
Track 5 - Lotus Flower. Second listen after watching Thom’s earlier video of Tilda Swinton in a bowler hat. I’m being seduced.
Track 6 - Codex. It’s the little things that get me. Thom is making love with the piano. I feel delicate.
Track 7 - Give up the ghost. There should be a guitar effects pedal called ‘Thom’s voice’. He layers it beautifully.
Track 8 - Separator. Swirling harmonics tease. I know this is the last one. I look at the track length. I try and pause time.
That was the longest kiss. 37 minutes and 29 seconds of rapture for my aural receivers. Thank you @radiohead #kingoflimbs
