Tomorrow's Modern Boxes is Thom Yorke's latest solo release. With assistance from super-friend Nigel Godrich, the album drips in digital-shoe-gazing. Whether or not that was the intention, it feels foggy, but in a good way—like cold, damp mornings accompanied by a cup of coffee. With a playing time teetering at 30 minutes, it can suffice your slow days. Soft key work is thematic throughout. This tendency is apparent amidst the keen vocal timing on "Guess Again," a track that may induce foot tapping. The holding-pattern of "Interference" also applies this sentiment, achieving a calm understanding—I don't have the right to interfere. The bang of a hammer on string once again delivers us into the floating atmosphere of "The Mother Lode." Later this track evolves, gaining with kinetic Hi-hat glitches and a bass drum pulse. It's my favorite...
Immediately after, it slows again. Tomorrow's potential resides in its ability to harness the waiting. And maybe that's the point, we're always waiting for what's next. Yorke has given us a platform to begin the daily grind from. He's telling us there will be something else.
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