Hung Up

I can't stop listening to Radiohead. It's a problem. In the same way that Christians might struggle to comprehend a world without a single all-knowing, all-powerful God, so I struggle to make sense of music if I can't define one band as near-perfect. I know that I shouldn't see different bands as better or worse than one another, only different, but I'd be lying if I said that is how I view music. It helps me if I can believe that somewhere between OK Computer and Kid A was a theoretical perfect album, and In Rainbows was a very good attempt at realising it. It annoys me when magazines or websites make lists of the best albums or bands of all time and don't put Radiohead at number one. And yes, this is a very silly way of approaching music, but I can't help it. It doesn't stop me listening to other music and loving it, but it makes me feel more comfortable to maintain that there is one best band and that it is Radiohead.
I like this idea because it means my band, who like to rip off Radiohead for whole sets at a time, are probably heading in the right direction, and also that if we keep getting better, one day we will supersede Radiohead as the world's greatest band. Einstein didn't pull his theories out of thin air (insert Brownian motion joke here?) - he based them on the ideas of people like Newton, who had been the Radiohead of the scientific community of the 18th century. Or 17th. Or something. I dropped history in Year 9.