


Now, we take a break from coverage of war to hear about new music from a group called Atoms For Peace. It's the latest side project from Thom Yorke of the influential band Radiohead. Critic Tom Moon says the new album from Atoms For Peace presents Yorke in a new context.

TOM MOON, BYLINE: Inside the famously fevered head of Thom Yorke, the ghosts and phantoms are still working overtime.


ATOMS FOR PEACE: (Singing) Don't worry, baby. It goes right through me. I'm like the wind and my anger will disperse.

MOON: Another album, another panicked Thom Yorke account of the fast disintegrating social fabric. This song is called "Judge, Jury and Executioner." But you don't need to know the title to sense the Kafkaesque horror that Yorke feels as he watches people, Internet zombies really, turn snap judgments into unshakable beliefs.


PEACE: (Singing) I went for my usual walk. Don't worry, laugh about, just can't talk or reason with my executioner, judge and jury. Executioner, judge and jury.

MOON: Yorke sounds as rattled and woeful as he does when fronting Radiohead, with some bonus raving lunatic muttering thrown in for dramatic effect. The setting, though, is much different. Radiohead's majestic grandeur is replaced by slicing, almost spastic rhythms. It's glitchy, unsettled stuff. Electronic dance music as hacked by free-jazz revolutionaries.


PEACE: (Singing) Care less, I couldn't care less. Care less, I know it's useless.

MOON: At the center of this project are unusual sonic contrasts. Listen to the way this lovely lone-tone melody arches over the anxious stutter of the rhythm.


PEACE: (Singing) Soon or later. Soon or later. Soon or later. And before your very eyes.

MOON: Some will dismiss Atoms For Peace as nothing more than Radiohead with machines. That's inevitable because Yorke has such a distinct identity as a singer. But what's much more significant are the ways the new band reworks some of Radiohead's core musical ideas: those long expanses of tension, the unorthodox ear-stretching chords that are never fully consonant or dissonant. By dropping these devices into sleek, elaborately techy rhythms, Atoms For Peace gives the phantoms inside Thom Yorke's head a whole new shadow world to explore.


PEACE: (Singing) I've got to stop. The will is strong, but the flesh is weak. Guess that's it. I've made my bed, and I'm lying in it.

CORNISH: The new album by Atoms For Peace is called "Amok." Our reviewer is Tom Moon.

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