Instruments, samples, and various electronic blips and bleeps. What makes them stick is the earnest down to earth delivery of a melancholy theme - Try "Snow on Dead Neighborhoods"






Thom Yorke's solo album is a personal and indulgent collection without failing to connect at a visceral plane. It's like the cerebrum of KIDA finding a body which makes it whole.



The Robot Ate Me contains a strange, surreal voice against catchy melody created by a cacophony of souinds. Nostalgic, dreamy, all out in the exosphere.