The voice is unmistakeable. But the face changes like a chameleon. Depends on when you first saw him, what he looked like then. When I looked, I realized the other pictures (the majority of them) were radically different from how I remembered him.
Time passes.
But that voice keeps you coming back for more of those high and angelic notes. It almost doesn’t matter what he says … Vocal and musical peaks determine the constant drumbeat of hypnotic nuances that permeate the composition. The dude could probably sing, “No fucking way!” And it would sound sweet.
And he knows it.
I nabbed this picture of Yorke from the Net. This is how he looked when I first saw him:
THOM YORKE
