Stands as a halfway point between Beck’s psychotic anti-folk experiments and his genre hopping sensibilities found on Mellow Gold onwards. Standouts: Arabian Nights, Midnite Vultures, Salt in the Wound, Mixed Bizness (Hardmixn)Ī lengthy, ramshackle hodgepodge of beautiful country, noise experiments, live gigs and deranged skits. It’s hardly a spectacular release but the standouts are worth the listen at the very least Then there’s also some junk like the embarrassing ‘Dirty Dirty’ and the joke-that-goes-on-too-long ‘Zatyricon’.
The Latin spin on ‘Mixed Bizness’ is nice and all but the six minute hard gabber version is the real star draw, alongside the lovely and lengthy ‘Midnite Vultures’, which was left off the album of the same name. Anyway, this is kind of a forgettable release if you’re not into remixes, which are the real meat and potatoes here.
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Skips: Blackfire Choked Our Death, Styrofoam Chicken (Quality Time)ĭoes this really count? A rare, online-purchase only EP full of remixes and Midnite Vultures era b-sides. Standouts: Totally Confused, Gettin’ Home, Lampshade Another hardcore fan only treat, but still a good listen. There’s some lovely songs here, but again they’re sadly stapled between some rather difficult recordings. Opener ‘Totally Confused’, a semi duet with Petra and Rachel Haden of ‘that dog’ fame sets a brilliant tone before the EP begins its descent into madness.
Don’t get me wrong, It’s still weird and the three versions of ‘Feelin’ Like a Piece of Shit’ help confirm that, but here Beck strips away some of the more punishing aspects of his work and begins to step towards the broader sound he’d experiment with on Soulmanure. Skips: Uneventful Days, Saw Lightning, Die Waiting, HyperspaceĪrguably the most obscure thing he’s ever officially released, this EP sees Beck moving in a move concise direction after the insanity of ‘Golden Feelings’. Standouts: Stratosphere, Dark Places, Star, Everlasting Nothing But that doesn’t make up for the borderline horrific first half. And that’s the worst thing your music can be! Thankfully, the album takes an upturn in the second half with a string of solid tunes from the lovely Stratosphere to the gospel tinged Everlasting Nothing. On top of that, most of the songs are just soooo boring (if not just downright awful). Beck’s voice really isn’t suited to this kind of music (doesn’t help he’s layered with Autotune), and Pharrell’s glossy and sickeningly perfect production doesn’t help matters. It’s so drab that barely a fart can escape the Blackhole of boredom that makes up this listless and forgettable excursion into synthpop. But he’s never been boring, and that’s Hyperspace’s major issue. Avant folk madman, slacker generation spokesperson, funk meister, etc. Skips: Special People, Magic Stationwagon, Bad Energy, Will I Be Ignored by the Lord?, Bogus Soulīeck has been a lot of things. Standouts: The Fucked Up Blues, Schmoozer, Heartland Feeling, Gettin’ Home, Mutherfukka There are some solid tracks here, but they’re buried beneath mountains of utter chaos. Noisy, out of tune, bizarre, rambling, confusing, slightly funny. It really makes you feel like a dumpster diving hobo, snorting ground up Advil mixed with chilli seeds underneath a freeway.
There ain’t no other way about it, this is a fucking nightmare of a record. What I mean is that you can listen to something and think “oh yeah, this music is definitely for metal heads, or depressed people, or people who want a good laugh, etc”. Music tends to have a lot of distinct personalities and defining traits that fit certain listeners. I’m allowing EPs that feature remixes as long as they have other original tracks on them (so is allowed on here but Guerolito isn’t).Įdit: moved Midnite Vultures up a few pegs after a relisten and rewrote the descriptor Not all of the tracks on this album were up to the level of “Baptized in Fire,” or “Rose Golden,” but there was enough substance to make this one of his better releases. The album was loaded with 19 tracks with an 82 minute run time that offers a look at big missteps, the remedies for the pain, and a bit of refinement in his craft. This was Cudi’s sixth studio album that took him back from the moonscape fantasy into the real world of his life for a hard look at the passions, the pains, and the demons he was forced to face and conquer. This album was a return to earlier works that helped to define him as an artist. He learned all about the words that make up the title of the album on a personal level. His common sense prevailed when suicidal urges prompted him to check himself into a rehab facility to get help. The album came at the same time when the artist was experiencing some of the greatest trials of his life. “Passion, Pain & Demon Slayin was released in 2016.
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