
Via Stereogum we’re treated to another meatwise piece (nh) from Tobacco’s approaching Anticon-minted LP Maniac Meat. Beck is at home over the “maniacal” beat. It’s a meatwise eat meatwise world.
Peace,
Employee
Boards of Canada being given this track can only be chalked up to pure genius. Beck’s startlingly bleak, resonating yarn spun of woe and his vocal nuance were clay to be molded by the minds of BOC. Where the original spares itself in dramatics; opting on a cough syrup-soaked lightness, BOC’s imagining is headswirlingly-layered and seemingly empathetic in addition to aptly chasing chasing Beck’s lead. First we’re treated to the classic Reverse Fuzz Sunrise melody. As it begins to settle, your ears are filled with a wave of sonically-Pollocked drums in patterns conjuring up love, loss, lust and lies. But somehow retaining it’s oddly peaceful frame painstakingly crafted by BOC. Every time the snare falls over itself it demands attention and lands squarely on its feet. The mournful chants of Beck taking on an entirely new life by surfing above the wide open space offered by BOC. An enigmatic duo who take an ordinary song and reanimate all of it to a perfectly loud, nightmare/daydream with a beginning, middle, and end that make you want to be there.
I see you there
Your long black hair
Your eyes just stare
Your mind is turning
You know I’ll laugh
And I won’t take it back
I’ve seen your eyes I know
What you’re thinking
And one by one
We’ll shoot our guns
We’ll have fun
Don’t ever doubt it
And when I say
Fare thee well
My only friend
Oh how the days go
Your setting sun
Your broken drum
Your little drugs
I’ll never forget you
Never
Forget
You
Peace,
Employee

No. 16: Hot Sun Of A Christmas Day by planned_obsolescence
Merry Christmas from Beck.
Peace,
Employee

As bizarre as ever. Reiterating you should check Beck’s site as it improves week-by-week.
No. 15: Contextual Off Season by planned_obsolescence
Peace,
Employee

Beck is back after a hiatus with an installment marked by the number all nortenos love to celebrate the arrival of fall.
No. 14: These are not fall colors by planned_obsolescence
Peace,
Employee

Beck’s site is a sight for sore eyes. After you’re done checking his thirteenth installment out, click your way over there.
No. 13: Der Computer by planned_obsolescence
Peace,
Employee

Beck: “An exercise in reduction, this mix contains only voice and percussion, inspired by recordings in which the song has been stripped to it’s skeletal form.”
No. 12: Percussions by planned_obsolescence
Peace,
Employee

Number eleven from Beck. Listen with headphones and herb.
No. 11: Broken Glass Blues by planned_obsolescence
Peace,
Employee