OK, we’re back in the world of Beck. And he’s maintaining his chameleonic ways. Gone are much of the tricky electronics. Back is the guitar, the linear lyrical path, the singing.
This isn’t a throw-back to his “One Foot…” days however. Here the production quality is first rate. Thus he sounds less like a folky troubador and more like a slick (-ish) West Coast singer-songwriter. If it wasn’t for the inherent humour/quirkyness in his wordsmithing, this could be a little too Eagles-y, but thankfully he doesn’t go that far.
On all accounts this was meant to be a ‘small-time’, minor-label release that he could sneak out before wowing us with his next ‘big’ innovative outing. I personally find this quite an endearing effort. It isn’t groundbreaking. It doesn’t wow. But it is thoroughly engaging listening and another reminder that he is just a guy who knows how to construct a sweet-sounding tune.
Of course, he was never going to be a superstar with this sort of schtick, but maybe the world doesn’t need too many superstars!
File under: Music for music’s sake