Beck Hansen (nacido el 8 de julio de 1970 en Los Ángeles, California, Estados Unidos) es cantante y compositor. Desde pequeño, Beck fue influenciado por su padre, un músico de bluegrass callejero. Viviendo con su madre, una empleada administrativa, y su hermano, se crió en los suburbios de Los Angeles, donde absorbió el hip-hop cada vez más creciente como breakdancer. Beck también vivió en Kansas con sus abuelos (su abuelo paterno era un pastor presbiteriano) y con su abuelo materno, el artista Al Hansen, en Inglaterra.
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
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Date: Sat, 21 Mar 1998 03:20:20 -0500 From: ReverendCracker Subject: CRD:paintedeyelids:BECK originally From: [email protected]
The following is the correct (at least in my opinion) version of Painted Eyelids by Beck from his K Records release One Foot In The Grave. (Excellent album. Pick it up.) Anyway, I really disagree with the version on the olga and at numerous other sites so here goes:
Intro: A (play the lowest note of the chord first then strum...just listen to the record.)
AE I wake up and look upon your painted eyelids
F#E The world is your oyster and the trash bags are your kids
AE The ceiling is invisible there's a bird sinkin thru the sky
F#E And every hour that passes is teachin me how to cry
DFAF# Cuz it's lonely here in the ugly part of town
BE The buildings are all vacant and the telephones are down
AE There's a police siren singing like a tiger with no skin
F#E The sewer drain is glowing and I don't know what state I'm in
AE And the river is on fire there's chemicals and debris
F#E And all the roads are blocked off they're just too hard to see
DFAF# So cancel my appointments and set up a whole new show
BE Cuz I'm in need of a good hot meal and a life to call my own
(At this point Harmonica solo plays over chord progression A-E-F#-E)
AE So get me a plate of money get me a blanket and a chair
F#E The limitations are limitless they're floating thru the air
DFAF# Cuz it's real and it's true the things I see in you
BE And there's nothin I wouldn't talk about with the clearest dream
A that ever drifted by
Play A until fade out
That's it. You should get the basic idea. Just listen to the record for the strumming pattern. Have fun.