As a teenager I dragged my dad to see Radiohead‘s The Bends tour in Milan most likely making me the youngest person in the audience and him the eldest. At the time I thought this would be a momentous occasion as we both witnessed a phenomenal show from what I was certain would be my favorite band for years to come.
Instead I began to lose interest/patience in the Oxford band somewhere around the turn of the century as they shifted towards megastar status. While I respected the compositions on the likes of ‘Amnesiac‘, ‘Hail The Thief‘ and especially ‘Kid A‘ I could not quite understand the level of adulation reserved for every beep and sound they produced.
While ‘In Rainbows‘ went a long way to repairing my relationship it is ‘The King Of Limbs‘ that won me back as a fan. In under 38 minutes Thom Yorke and co. reminded me of exactly why I loved their band and, crucially, allowing me to rediscover those releases I had been snubbing for all these years.
Make no mistake; this is not included purely on the romantic notion of a past love affair being rekindled. TKOL represents as consistent set of tracks as the band have ever produced and an album that I have been able to listen to over and over again.