Beck, “Sea Change” (DGC)
ByNov 7, 2002 11:00 PM
Beck is your good buddy. He’s on the barstool next to yours and he’s consumed more than a few drinks. He’s whining about his love life. He’s whining a lot.
Beck is your good buddy. He’s on the barstool next to yours and he’s consumed more than a few drinks. He’s whining about his love life. He’s whining a lot.
“These days I barely get by,” he says. “I don’t even try.”
Since Beck’s your buddy--he’s quirky, you’ve got a past with him, he usually sees things from a skewed perspective--you give him the benefit of the doubt. Though it takes effort, you don’t immediately tune him out.
“It’s only lies that I’m living,” he continues. “It’s only tears that I’m crying.”
And it’s clear. Your buddy Beck is a heartbroken puppy, and not a very interesting one at that. And he’s not going to quit talking anytime soon.
Finally, almost an hour after it began, the droning comes to an end. You’ve already forgotten just about everything your buddy Beck has said.
You vow to avoid him for at least six months. Hopefully his heart will mend by then.