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Yes it's late (life got in the way) but the brand new weekly edition from Musikigai is here. The Friday Five - 1 May 2020. Let me know what you think in the comments.

A new initiative (trial) to share more music with you in a more real-time fashion and to give you something to enjoy while I sift through the week’s new releases. I love NMF (New Music Friday). I am of course launching it late because reasons (real reasons, but not for discussion round these parts) so: oops, sorry, let’s listen to some music yea?

Each week I shall distil my listening and the…

OK Computer makes me think of a guitar teacher I studied under in college, he was a nightmare. A pedantic, completely coked up jazz freak, who worshipped at the altar of Radiohead – specifically OK Computer. We had a one on one class two days out of the week at ten in the morning and more times than not our time together was spent with the teacher, let’s call him “Liam,” telling me how genius Johnny Greenwood was for creating his own musical scales, and berating me for not sharing, or caring about this particular form of genius. Then he would either play John Coltrane on the guitar (the best way to hear the bird), or he would tell me why playing a Steinberger was better for intonation and staying in tune. That may be true, but it’s also for nerds.

Liam’s devotion to wonky guitar nerd music, and seeming need to direct all of his vitriol about not being lauded as a guitar genius, was so traumatizing that whenever I hear anything from the first three Radiohead albums I immediately think of him and feel embarrassed. When the opening chords of “High and Dry,” a song I had to “noodle around on” for my final, waft through a super market I tense up, worrying that someone will hand me a guitar and asked me to play through the scales, inventing variations as I go.