Radiohead
Kid A

THE REVIEW

The year 2000. Third millennium. Change is in the air, palpable. The desire to reinvent oneself too. Always challenging oneself to improve, until reaching the final step. The last frontier of an incipit, the incipit A. Alone, at the edge of the universe, crying, wishing to be human. And waits. It wouldn't even be out of place in V for Vendetta.

"Radiohead are cool, High And Dry rocks!" "But who, those guys from Creep?" Yes. Or rather, no. Not anymore. Tired of being slaves to a label that does not fully represent them. Something new is needed, something that leaves you speechless.

"I would start with a bang, make the listener realize they are facing something new. They need to think they've got the wrong band." "We could use the Hammond, and you Jonny could loop Thom's voice throughout the track" "Yes, sounds good. But what do we want to talk about on the album? A concept of what? I wouldn't want us to fall into banality, a thought already formulated and labeled that will then root itself in children's minds, making them all the same: Children A. Prototypes. Hey, we could talk about this. The loss of identity. Acting like Robots. Relatively happier. And then I really want to see who in the end will still want to be a man. An ice age of muted emotions will take them all away." "Yes okay, but people will ask: WHY. We need to leave some trace of ourselves, in case of second thoughts. You know, the artist's journey is long and the word death is not enough to end it. Even though it would be a good finale." "No no, I believe people must feel baffled. Disoriented and confused. They need to ask themselves questions, they need to grow listening to this album, even if at first glance it may seem cold, dark, cryptic, and senseless. Only then can we be satisfied. They may think we're crazy, perhaps." 

Because sometimes you get bored. You get bored of yourself. Sometimes you just want a breath of fresh air. Sometimes you want to change the world. Sometimes you want to communicate a message. Sometimes you want to share your feelings. Sometimes you just want to make it clear how different you feel in a society that calls you in alphabetical order. Sometimes falling asleep is not enough. Sometimes driving a car to chase someone can work against you. Sometimes being relatively happier makes you feel like an idiot. Sometimes you don't realize your historical importance at that particular moment, maybe in the future. Sometimes you feel like you’ve sucked a lemon. Sometimes society doesn't fully understand you. And if you don't like what life reflects back to you, then you need to change the message.

"Hey Thom, what do you think?"