O good people, turn away and run, because you are being set up.
Dollars and Cents, the least interesting and in many ways
the most pleasant song on Amnesiac (and also, by three seconds,
the longest), is a malevolent palate cleanser. Cynics might want to
argue that its just filler, but what follows it
-- a gorgeous, spare, two-string electric guitar meditation without
lyrics thats only two minutes long -- leaves no
doubt that they are doing this on purpose. Its an island
of normalcy: a song whose meaning is easy to parse, whose music holds
no surprises except for a really, really scary noise that crescendos
in at about the halfway mark, whose place in the world is secure.
Dollars and Cents and the instrumental that follows it
(its called Hunting Bears) are the straight men
for the murderer who is waiting in the wings. Dollars and Cents
rises to a climax and ebbs away from it, good stuff all right but
not great Radiohead by any measure, and certainly not great by Amnesiacs
quite high standard, and then Hunting Bears spends two
meditative minutes exploring a couple of mournful minor-key phrases
on an electric guitar, and we feel peaceful in a way we havent
since before we began our walk through the albums dark corners
and lonely rooms. |