The thing is. I love 'mopery'. I really do. I'm a right dour bastard at times. I'm a brit white man, possibly ten years younger, and all that. I absolutely loved the late 90s musically, the year this album came out in particular, some of my favourite albums are from around then. I love rock, I love melancholic sounding shit, I love people trying things and being bold (whether 'new' or not is neither here nor there), and doing what they want to. Radiohead falls among a group or loosely related bands I really like. All my good friends back then loved it. Lots of my good friends now still love it. It is, or should be, the perfect album/band for me.
Yet, I have just never been able to fall in love with it, or them. No idea why. Never particularly disliked them, but just wasn't fussed.
Everything tells me it is for me, all my friends tell me it is great, all the critics and general accepted praise for it says it is for me. Yet, I can't seem to get there. I have no philosophical qualms with it whatsoever, no principles or irritations getting in the way. It just never captured me, and that's that.
For decades, I thought it was a lack of effort on my part. That is not unique to me. A lot of bands I love did take me time to come round to, and that has always been the case. In recent times for exmple it took me some time to really accept Idles into my loved circle, and just this year, after years of friends pushing me, something finally clicked with the Twilight Sad. So a part of me is hoping this week might shed some light on why radiohead has never been for me. Or maybe after decades of loosely trying periodically, lead me to finally realising I had been missing out on something all along.
So far, one listen in, no eureka moments. If at the end of this week nothing changes, I think I should draw the line and just accept it is never meant to be.