So, uh, right. Give me a week to get my thoughts together, and to try to
rid myself of the memory of angry Radiohead fans attacking a fellow critic
of mine who didn’t happen to like Hail to the Thief (as though all intelligent
people must necessarily love Radiohead! I don’t get it). Let me process some
of this. I’m not going to song-by-song the album, but it may take a couple
of weeks to slog all the way through the mud, and the wet vines, and the
stinking bodies, and the dead dry leaves, and all the people standing around
waiting for the rain to clear up, which I don’t think is going to happen
because sometimes the rain doesn’t clear up at all, but it may happen, only
what will we do then, when it’s not raining any more, you know some of us
have grown very accustomed to it.