The biggest clue about the direction of this collaboration is the billing: Lou Reed comes first. What you have here is an unholy mess, two great artists failing to find a middle ground that suits both their sounds. Where the goal would be symbiosis, a burgeoning brilliance, a la Damo Suzuki going apeshit over a […]
In Rainbows promised a renaissance for Radiohead, as did ‘These Are My Twisted Words’ and ‘Harry Patch’ – what you have here is an inconsistent EP with too much padding.
Collapsing after another couple of albums, with Reed exploring drugs and feedback, Cale becoming more avant-garde and the name Velvet Underground consigned to the canon, this represented one of the most startling, creative and avant-garde moments of the Sixties, yet was never promoted, or sold, in any meaningful manner, peaking in the low #170s on the US charts. Like much inspiration, it came from a closely guarded collecting elite, but now, available at all Middle Eastern truck stops, The Velvet Underground and Nico is ready to explode some synapses.
Breaking new ground? Cynical way of leaking their album? Who cares! It’s Radiohead, and even though the bit rate is rubbish, I have no idea what the proper artwork looks like (which annoys the completist in me) and I’m still not sure whether I ought to count Nigel Godrich as a member or not… It’s Radiohead!
Incredible. Life defining. Un-categorisable. Genre bashing, era smashing, generally mind-bendingly good. A Pink Floyd for our time. Spot the quote I nicked. This album doesn’t carry a health warning, but it should. “Radiohead can seriously damage your sanity, and should be listened to in overindulgent quantities”, or some such guff.