Beck Hansen (nascido Bek David Campbell) é um cantor, compositor e multi-instrumentalista americano conhecido simplesmente como Beck.
Beck nasceu em 8 de julho de 1970 em (Los Angeles, Califórnia, Estados Unidos) filho da atriz Bibbe Hansen e do músico de raiz David Campell. Com uma família de artistas, o jovem Beck cresceu num ambiente que incentivava o seu interesse pelas artes e claro, por música, especialmente folk e blues.
Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
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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.