For a year of my life.
Up here in Newcastle upon Tyne.
I travelled The Green Line.
About 5 times a week.
Every week.
The Green Line.
I lived in Kingston Park.
I worked in South Shields.
That meant I travelled the entirety of the Z-Shaped green line on The Metro.
One end.
To the other.
Kid A.
As I travelled.
I snoozed.
As I snoozed.
I listened to Kid A.
One end.
To the other.
Radiohead.
I listened to this Radiohead album as my sheepdog, Colin, now listens to me talk.
His head twisting slowly.
Clockwise.
Then anticlockwise.
As I converse with Colin.
His eyes on mine throughout.
As he tries.
Hard.
To fathom the noises I make.
That.
That’s how I listened to Kid A.
2021.
I listened to it again.
Just now.
And yes.
I listened just the same as I did 20 years ago.
Here it is:
