time to go cry in the bathroom
Beck has a new cd out, hooray. So soon! I've been listening to it - it's best, to me, through headphones, which is lucky because headphones drown out the world, which I've basically wanted no part of the last few days. (When I got my iPod, the instruction manual said not to use the iPod to drown out background noise. Silly iPod, I thought, that is why I bought you.)
With the new knowledge of Beck's embrace of Scientology, I'd been a bit worried that the songs, instead of being goofy yet profound reflections on postmodernity (I know, gag me, sorry), would be some kind of earnest argument for Scientology. So my first listen where I could actually hear the words went something like this:
Beck: When the Lord...
Me: [cringe, that thing where you both squint and raise an eyebrow]
Beck: ...brings me my hot dog...
Me: Phew!
I still have my suspicions regarding the title ("The Information") and the last song, which is 10:36 and has some long talky parts where spaceships come up, but it's entirely listenable by a heathen gentile infidel pagan such as myself.
And, while I feel a bit out of line making any sort of generalizations about this sort of thing, I must confess that while I was disappointed to hear that he'd taken up such a set of religious beliefs, it does kind of make sense. Scientology seems pretty off-the-wall, but whereas it makes some people jump on couches and yell, it might naturally fit in to the image of the world that comes through in Beck's lyrics. There's a different set of facts about things like gravity and normality that hold in the realm of his songs.
With the new knowledge of Beck's embrace of Scientology, I'd been a bit worried that the songs, instead of being goofy yet profound reflections on postmodernity (I know, gag me, sorry), would be some kind of earnest argument for Scientology. So my first listen where I could actually hear the words went something like this:
Beck: When the Lord...
Me: [cringe, that thing where you both squint and raise an eyebrow]
Beck: ...brings me my hot dog...
Me: Phew!
I still have my suspicions regarding the title ("The Information") and the last song, which is 10:36 and has some long talky parts where spaceships come up, but it's entirely listenable by a heathen gentile infidel pagan such as myself.
And, while I feel a bit out of line making any sort of generalizations about this sort of thing, I must confess that while I was disappointed to hear that he'd taken up such a set of religious beliefs, it does kind of make sense. Scientology seems pretty off-the-wall, but whereas it makes some people jump on couches and yell, it might naturally fit in to the image of the world that comes through in Beck's lyrics. There's a different set of facts about things like gravity and normality that hold in the realm of his songs.
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