More impression than a review, there are informed commentaries out there: knowing references to songs that are 'relics' from the past - refreshed/regurgitated for this album - and detailed interpretations of the lyrics.
This is largely a calm and calming orchestral sweep of sound, Thom Yorke's vocal full-frontal, with penultimate Tinker Tailor Soldier Sailor an embracing example of this sweetness merged with digital crackling, as if the latter reminds this is modern electronica and not chamber pop.
The album opens with an apparently 'old' song Burn the Witch, all 'Psycho' strings slashing, and ends on the piano tinkled and lovelorn True Love Waits, another oldie by all accounts.
I enjoy listening.
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