I like picking a classic band or artist and listening to all their albums in order to see how they’ve changed over the years. Earlier this year I listened to all of R.E.M’s albums and realised that they had released two albums that I had never heard a single song from. Admittedly, for one of the albums, it was for good reasons (rubbish). But for the second album, their final album in fact, it was great and a good surprise to find another decent R.E.M. album.

You have to be careful though, when picking a band. You don’t want to pick a band with too many albums. R.E.M. was okay but Tupac Shakur has ten thousand albums, even though he died only having released two. While Bob Dylan or Neil Young would take the rest of my life to listen to as they release albums and bootlegs and b-sides and live albums faster than you can listen to them.

Currently I’m listening to Radiohead. A nice, easy to manage 12 albums. And, having reached King of Limbs (album 11) I realised that I’d not listened to it since I ran the Kinross to Lossiemouth Half Marathon in 2012.

It’s not that it’s a bad album, I just had a very bad experience with it. I started listening to it on the start line and then, what felt like five hours later, I reached mile one.

Can an album slow down time? My answer is ‘yes’. Every song is so slow and languid that it felt like I was running and not moving. Time had slowed to a crawl. The ground was fresh cement. My feet could barely rise. Oh God, when will a tune start?!?!?

Since then, I must have avoided ever listening to it, even though I love Radiohead and will often listen to one of their albums. Just not this one.

After three miles I switched to Kanye West’s My Beautiful Dark Fantasy and time sped up, I sped up. I was running, finally. But, ironically, given Kanye’s recent right wing views and dodgy behaviour, I don’t think that this will be an album I will ever listen to again either.