Every time I think I have Radiohead figured out and I made up my mind about them, something changes. I was ready to just pan this album of overindulgent noise, thrown together without much thought. Than, just today I played it again and heard something different, better. This is not an album that you just put on and sing along with, or listen to blissfully in your car. There are no hooks, no conventional 'songs' either. I have read a lot about this album. It has been a torn in my side for a while. A very long while. I read things about how it is one of those things that no one really understands because there is nothing there to understand and that some people just like to be in the "know" and say that they get it, and you don't, so they must be better and more evolved than you. And then there are others who simply just say that they get it and like it because everyone else does. I do still think some of that is true. Up until today I thought that that was all there was to this. A self indulgent piece of garbage that everyone was just in awe of because of where it came from. Dylan eluded to this all the time, he believed that he could write a song of complete nonsense and people would pull it apart and find all of this meaning in it. That is some of what is going on here. I don't think there some serious depth to this album, but it isn't garbage either.

In a way it seems like a Brian Eno album of ambient music, that isn't meant to be closely listened to. More so to just be enjoyed for putting you in a place and time. Something that you sort of half pay attention to. You let you mind drift and every once in a while you come back to it and hear something different. In that way the album keeps rewarding on multiple listens. You keep hearing something new. When you come back to it, it's interesting, but not too interesting and than your mind goes off again. 

Not my favorite thing in music, but worth having around.