It shouldn’t surprise anyone that “Anima” is a somewhat abstract, perhaps alienating on some level, but dynamically amazing exercise.
This album is a sea of electronic beats swirling at your ears and yet, “Last I Heard (…He was Circling the Drain)” almost sounds like a morose classical piece with laser-gun whooshes added for effect. “Traffic” is thick with dense, fast drums. It almost works in moody “drum’n’bass” framework. “Dawn Chorus” is some stunning, near spoken-word. “Not the News” sounds like something Four Tet might put on a record, whereas the bass-driven “Impossible Knots” may be the most accessible moment on the record. Really, this album sets a high bar because it captures such a specific mood with the sound it achieves. Twenty years and change from “OK Computer,” and Yorke is still living in the dystopian, resigned mechanical future that “Fitter Happier” promised.
The Fat Angel Sings 