I haven’t listened to Beck in a while, and in my mind… Beck is still “Two Turntables and a Microphone” kinda crazy funky hip hop alternative stuff.
But Morning Phase is nothing of the sort. It’s got spring-loaded reverby guitars spreading space dust while a simple acoustic chord structure chugs along like a slow train to Georgia, or somewhere West, maybe.
Lots of dreamy falsetto, and it’s a big mellow pot of 70’s lite rock with lots of grunge left over from the last meal.
To me, Beck is usually a good soundtrack for skate punks and parkour… energetic and singable, with jaded lyrics. This album is what happens after those skate punks retire from skating and get hooked on percoset – then lay down in a high grass field and look at the clouds.
I LIKE it – don’t get me wrong – but it’s definitely not what I expected when I clicked “Play” on a Beck album.