Thom Yorke

Thom Yorke’s first individual outing is about what you’d expect — a glitchy, primarily electronic excursion that mirrors Radiohead’s most recent work. The Eraser‘s dour compositions conjure the icy, detached vibe of Kid A and Amnesiac, and were it not for Yorke’s beguiling melodies and consistently compelling fey falsetto, it would be easy to peg The Eraser as a regurgitation of the band’s back catalogue. But a closer listen reveals sparser renderings that offer a glimpse at Yorke’s sketch pad, and what the front man’s songs must sound like before they become Radio-ready. Amid a backdrop of assorted arcade noises and claustrophobic frequencies, Yorke delivers dependably pithy, neurotic musings on such standout tracks as “Skip Divided,” in which he croons in a noticeably deeper timbre, and “Black Swan” and “Harrowdown Hill,” whose slinky bass lines and jazzy backbeats provide a welcome contrast to the album’s overall mechanical tone. The Eraser is no masterpiece, but it’s worth seeking out.