Until halfway through Radiohead's "These Are My Twisted Words," when Thom Yorke waddles in from the rain, it sounds a whole lot like Unwound's "December." Well, not totally. Or, actually, all that much. But it has the same vibe, same plodding, same stubborn forward spirit Unwound had. Really, this is a simple song—maybe a little Jonny Greenwood modern classical extra tinkering business—but "These Are My Twisted Words" is a straightforward declaration of no weirdness, backed by the horse hoof snare and light cymbals of drummer Phil Selway. There was a time when Radiohead's music was so strongly weird, and maybe that time is over, the weirdness only in free mp3 schemes and mysterious leakings. You know, Unwound broke up after they put out the album with "December." They reached the plane of surprising, simple rock nirvana that "Twisted Words" is very much the cousin to, and then it was finished. Just saying.