September 27, 2008
BY JASON SONGE
I've had a list of big acts I haven't seen since I started with live shows, and after seeing The Flaming Lips, only one was left: Beck.
I enjoyed the show(how couldn't I), but I was disappointed, too. The whole show Beck seemed to be distracted and not completely into it. Phoning it in is the expression. There ere moments when his eyes lit up, like when all the band members lined up with their mobile beat and vocal machines at the front of the stage for "Hell Yes."
His back-to-basics five piece touring band was at its best when playing Beck's new songs. These came off without a hitch, especially "Chemtrails," which was sublime. Other subdued picks, like "Golden Age" and "Lost Cause," translated well. Not so great were cuts like "Mixed Bizness" and "Devil's Haircut." Either by choice or necessity, Beck became Dylan during those songs, re-arranging his songs with no responsibility to the recorded version, damn the torpedoes. Beck, strangely enough, covered Dylan late in the set.
I'm happy "Black Tambourine," "Nausea," and "Where It's At" did work. For some reason, Beck, after having come onstage five minutes late, left the stage with fifteen minutes left in his set and didn't return for an encore. Kind of a dick move.
Anyway, I had fun, but I expect more.
Que Onda Guero
Nicotine & Gravy
Soul Of A Man
Think I'm In Love
The Golden Age
Where It's At
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