What you got back home, little sister, to play your fuzzy warbles on? I bet you got little save pitiful, portable picnic players. Come with uncle and hear all proper! Hear angel trumpets and devil trombones. You are invited.
^ which is counter-intuitive, IMO. Radiohead come from gloomy grey skies territory, hence a nice, warming soup is more befitting; MMJ seems like more of a hearty stew kind of band. I just can't picture Jim or Patrick chowin' down on a wimpy iceberg wedge. But a bowl of chili? Awww, yeaaah.
Further gastronomic correlations: Radiohead is to wine as MMJ is to beer.