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An alienated anthem to despair composed of at least three parts, initially featuring a breathtaking beauty, with Yorke's dislocated voice swirling over a bossa nova beat that quickly shifts to metal tones and then, inexorably, toward a split ending, a toxic litany and a reprise of the hard theme that ultimately culminates in absolute noise. The true manifesto of the end of the century, the late nineties, the end of everything.
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