Friday, April 9, 2010

Been a long time since a federal dime made a jukebox sound like a mirror in my mind

Fix my thoughts , throw my hopes like a juggernaut walks.
A little old school Beck to pump up your saturday morning. The thing you gotta love about Beck is his element of surprise. You never really know what he's gonna come up with next. He produces creative beats that can't really be classified under one category. In Cell Phone's dead he creates a lost-in-the-desert head trip infused with spiky keyboards and tribal drums accompanied by quirky hip-hop vocals.

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