Beck (Hansen) was born
on July 8, 1970, He spent his whole life growing up out in L.A. Beck
quit school after junior high school, and he started performing on
the streets of L.A. Becks music, has always been fresh and
innovative. His music contains many different styles, such as; Folk,
hip-hop, Rap, Psychedelic, Modern Rock, and Country. Beck first came
into the mainstream of things, when he released the hit single,
"Loser" in '94. He eventually signed a major record deal with Geffen
Records. Beck performed at the 1995 Lollapalooza tour. In 1996, he
released probably his best work yet, the hit LP Odelay. According to
both Spin, and Rolling Stone, Beck was the 1996 Artist of the year.
According to me Ben, the infamous "Frogman!" He should be Artist of
the Millennium. Recently, Beck has been putting together a country
jamboree concert. He just performed, at the 1997 Farm Aid concert
with acclaimed country singer, Willie Nelson.
Beck on on the cover of SPIN
Magazine,1997
Beck on the cover
of Rolling Stone Magazine, 1997
The highlight of my
year, would have to be seeing Beck live in concert. In March of'97
Beck came to the University of Rochester, with Atari Teenage Riot
(who suck total ass!), and The Cardigans. I went with two good
friends of mine, Dan Bomberry, and Dan Guerro. We all got tickets,
thanks to another great friend Tiffany. I have to admit it was one of
the most entertaining concerts, I've ever attended. If you ever have
the means of seeing Beck live, I highly recommend you indulge, he is
so Choice!
Here's a picture of Beck
performing at the '96 Lollapalooza
Here's Beck just
sitting back and relaxing, probably just after?
"Loser"
In the time of
chimpanzees I was a monkey
butane in my veins so
I'm out to cut the junkie
with the plastic
eyeballs, spray paint the vegetables
dog food stalls with
the beefcake pantyhose
kill the headlights and
put it in neutral
stock car flamin' with
a loser and the cruise control
baby's in Reno with the
vitamin D
got a couple of couches
sleep on the love seat
someone keeps sayin'
I'm insane to complain
about a shotgun wedding
and a stain on my shirt
don't believe
everything that you breathe
you get a parking
violation and a maggot on your sleeve
so shave your face with
some mace in the dark
savin' all your food
stamps and burnin' down the trailer park
(yo cut it)
Soy un
perdedor
I'm a loser baby so why
don't you kill me?
(double-barrel
buckshot)
Soy un
perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so
why don't you kill me?
Forces of evil in a
bozo nightmare
banned all the music
with a phony gas chamber
'cuz one's got a weasel
and the other's got a flag
one's got on the pole
shove the other in a bag
with the rerun shows
and the cocaine nose job
the daytime crap with
the folksinger slop
he hung himself with a
guitar string
slap the turkey neck
and it's hangin' on a pigeon wing
you can't write if you
can't relate
trade the cash for the
beef for the body for the hate
and my time is a piece
of wax fallin' on a termite
who's chokin' on the
splinters
Soy un
perdedor
I'm a loser baby so why
don't you kill me?
(get crazy with the
cheeze whiz)
Soy un perdedor I'm a
loser baby so why don't you kill me?
(drive-by body
pierce)
(yo bring it on
down)
soooooooyy....
(I'm a driver I'm a
winner things are gonna change I can feel it)
Soy un perdedor I'm a
loser baby so why don't you kill me?
(I can't believe
you)
Soy un perdedor I'm a
loser baby so why don't you kill me?
Soy un perdedor I'm a
loser baby so why don't you kill me?
[repeat]
(Sprechen sie Deutches,
baby)
Soy un perdedor I'm a
loser baby so why don't you kill me?
(Know what I'm
sayin'?)
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