Then, this weekend, it finally clicked.
I listened to Kid A and got it. It was like Saul being converted to Paul.
Maybe I just wasn't in the right state of mind on my previous listens.
Maybe I just hadn't heard enough music to appreciate it.
Maybe I'm just older and wiser.
Whatever the case may be...I can finally say I get why people love this band.
I don't love them--I'm far from that--but at least now I can understand why others do. By that, I mean the likelihood of me screaming at someone for fawning over Thom Yorke and Co. has drastically decreased. Babysteps, amiright?
Don't get any ideas, Ani Defranco. Your music will always be whack to me. Shots fired!*
*at, like, twenty crunchy baristas
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