Kid A is not an album you want to listen to with air pods in my experience, but I think I may have inserted them in the wrong hole. My phone blurted, “Wrong hole fool” and it’s never done that before. I took them out after I finished my jog and gave them a good lathering, anyway….
The first time I listened to Radiohead’s masterpiece It was on a c.d. in my friends Chevrolet Beretta (I think Chevrolet Beretta was the original title of this album).
It was quite a wonderful experience, one I have not forgotten, which makes me want to mention that I do not huff gas– with the cost of fuel being so high and the strange looks you get at the pump.
What the fuck was I talking about? Kid A. My friends and I were up drinking and made it until 6 a.m. This was in the days where most of us didn’t see the sun until after noon, so McDonald’s breakfast was rarely an option and sounded like a good treat before an over the jeans circle jerk.
Coincidentally, my buddy had scored some opium earlier in the evening, something that had never happened before or since. So we, of course, smoked some opium and headed for the golden arches. By a grand stroke of luck the driver put Kid A in his radio. Immediately I was struck with a wave of euphoria. Having never smoked opium I initially attributed it to that. BUT the music kept hitting me and I couldn’t wipe the goofy smile off my face. I certainly don’t remember the breakfast but that album stuck with me.
When I listened again the next day, hungover and with a strange hole near the crotch of my jeans, I realized the music was more powerful than even the opium. I bet the only other record you could say that about is Janet Jackson’s Nasty Boys—which is also great for an over the pants circle jerk.
The first three tracks come out of the gate wonderfully (I’m hard pressed to think of a better initial three) and on the third, when the drummer changes from the high hat to the ride cymbal I almost always get goosebumps. Listen here:
Kid A is sort of a measuring stick for me. Almost any album I think is experimental or Avant Garde, I invariably compare it in some way to Kid A and that really isn’t fair to most records.
My version of Kid A is on a 10 inch double disc and I love everything about it. The contrast of the digital, electronic sounds and having it on an old format like vinyl excites me– excitement akin to taking a shit at Chic Fila and not closing the stall door. But I like the record even better than that, it’s another one that made my top ten all time album list in our sister app TriYou (coming soon) and has been among my very favorites since my first exposure.