The paranoid masterpiece that ended Britpop's party and predicted the next twenty-five years of unease. Every element — Yorke's falsetto dread, Greenwood's guitar sabotage, the android lullabies between songs — serves a single vision of technology curdling into isolation. "Paranoid Android" and "Let Down" still sound like transmissions from right now.
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