The Changeling: Beck morphing, Lucifer rising, Tower Theater, October 23, 2006
Eva Says: Me and Beck roll like this: Him, international pop star; Me, long-time listener, first-time, um, seer. I had always hoped my first time would be one of those sheet-rippingly ecstatic moments of unalloyed ear-joy. But, Beck tonight? Not so much. I give it ‘Meh.’ When he came out in a dapper, snug-fitting vintage tuxedo and red silk bow-tie, his dirty-blonde locks grown Jesus-length, things looked promising. But in the end, the scenery — a live puppet show behind the drumkit, complete with puppet versions of the whole Beck entourage, filmed and beamed onto a screen behind the band — chewed the star. It’s a bad omen when the puppet upstages the puppet-master. You know, it was over for Spinal Tap when the puppet show got top billing on that double-bill date at the amusement park. Verdict: Neither good nor evil. And as T.S. Eliot once said, it’s is better to be truly evil than neither good nor evil. So, to sum up, Beck was: Not better. B-
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