Pitchfork

One of the first B-sides from Yorke's Eraser project opts for oblique sound collage over tangible song form, which means more forbidding spoken word ("The drunkk machine/ Spitting nonsense/ Spitting feathers/ Talking in tongues/ Swiveling heads/ Splittin' hairs") mumbled over a mostly tuneless mess of glitch particles, discordant bell tones, and digital shrapnel. Its defining feature is Yorke's from-the-belly feline scream, which transitions its last act into a messy outro of scattershot rhythms and pinprick guitars. Yorke's on record as saying he chose not to give this headliner status because "it would have been like putting a massive stink bomb in the middle of the record"; while "The Drunkk Machine" is hardly as agitating as that quote makes it seem (although, come to think of it, dude's probably got a couple of really amazing noise records in him) his instincts on this one were pretty much on the money. A nice enough B-side, but probably not enough to inspire Eraser-haters to tracklist tweak in the name of a better full-length.