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October 2nd was the 10^th anniversary of the official release of Kid A, Radiohead’s fourth album. It was named "album of the decade" by Pitchfork, Rolling Stone and The Times.

The sound of Kid A was quite disconcerting for everybody. Some people said it was commercial suicide while others just didn’t understand it.

On the recording of Kid A, Thom said: "It was necessary to go away and glue back the pieces. In a way, in order to survive, we had to stop being
answerable"

We want to commemorate Kid A by posting here some unforgettable live performances, artwork from the record and articles published recently that pay tribute to the album.

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El 2 de octubre pasado fue el décimo aniversario del lanzamiento de Kid A, el cuarto album de Radiohead. Pichfork, Rolling Stone y el diario The Times consideran que Kid A es el mejor disco de la década.

El sonido de Kid A desconcertó a todo el mundo. Algunos dijeron que era un

suicidio commercial y otros simplemente no pudieron entenderlo.

Acerca de la grabación de Kid A, Thom aclaraba: “Fue necesario separar y volver a armar el rompecabezas. De modo que, para poder sobrevivir, tuvimos que dejar de ser entendibles”

Kid A pics

look at you, alone in a room full of people. well who ever told you it would be a breeze<

Now your welcoming the dark on your own,well il tell you the night belongs to lovers so show some respect.

The secret days so bright and cruel, they get you down and the stupid people who enjoy your pain, well i know you envy them. so go and chase your dreams but if your dreams are not your own then go and sort things out at home. And you know that sex is for people who have nothing left to say to each other, well somewhere in this godforsaken world you are not alone, standing under windowsills with your head to one side and your hands in there pockets, well friend things change, things move on but only a fool will believe it for the worst, somewhere in another dimension way out of sight everything is gonna be alright. But you turn on the radio and it starts to play love songs so you cry but you know its such a bad thing to do, and in his soul theres no emotion and his heart just dried away, no theres no love left in his body and your standing empty forever and forever all alone.

• To throw our shit away
• Hang our pictures
• Unpack our boxes
• Connect our wires
• Find the stuff we misplaced in the move
• Do our laundry
• Organize the many things that need to go in storage

And I’m not one to take risks.

At least...not in the usual sense.

It’s a question of trusting my voice,

My always-good intuition

To see what and who are real.

Why should it suddenly fail me now?

For longer than we’ve even been,

It’s been testing me and feeding me truths

That carried me roughly down this winding path

Of experiential art to share

And of knowledge of good and evil

And the relationship between the two

That fits so sweetly between me and you

O.K., I think you got my point,

And I shouldn’t second-guess.

I’m right

And you’re biting your lip right now.

Starting to tremble, into me.