You’re perfect in the way, a perfect end today.
You’re perfect in the way, a perfect end today.
Can’t forget the flashing, can’t forget the smashing, the sending and the bending, the atmosphere re-entry.
Rust in the mountain, rust in the brain, the air is sacred here in spite of your claim.
Time to take a ride, time to take it in a midnight eye. And if you want to go, get on below.
We sail tonight for Singapore. Don’t fall asleep while you’re ashore. Cross your heart and hope to die, when you hear the children cry.
A surprisingly warm tone gives way to something more fractured, shattered, and eventually becomes somewhat haunting. Well, this is Radiohead, right?
Do you believe in this sweet sensation? You should.
It’s out there and it’s freaky and it’s punk and it rocks and it all works marvelously well.
Definitely not for everyone, but this wildly and weirdly experimental rock album has dizzying and genre transmorphing moments that are tremendously exciting.
It’s kind of weird and disturbing and great. Come take the trip.
Uh… this album is crazy. Good crazy, but crazy. Dig it.
This zig zag wander ain’t for everyone, but for me it’s sure ‘nuff ‘n’ yes, I do!