Sick of all the instant (and over) analysis of Radiohead‘s In Rainbows? Too bad, ’cause you really need to read the great Charlie Wilmoth‘s take over at Dusted. He appears to like the album less than I do, but man, what insight.
One thing in particular about which we disagree is Radiohead’s aesthetic detachedness. Wilmoth seems to regard the band’s creative arc as a blase waltz into namby-pamby nihilism, whereas I hear glimmers of hope and even transcendence in their themes of self-surrender.
He also believes that they’ll never be able to "jam" as well as their krautrock forbears, so they ought not to try. Well, I challenge anyone to listen to "The National Anthem" from Kid A and argue against its lockgroove awesomeness.
OK, I promise that’s it for Radiohead and The Contrarian for a long, long while. Unless they play a show in my apartment, that is.