Wednesday, November 01, 2006

is beck a product of scientology's money machine
or a cynical little geek?

it frightens me.
it pushes me.
it feels like something pushing me from below.
it has to tell you how to live.
it has an instruction guide.
it entices.
it seduces.
it has to encompass the whole world, and everything that is
and will be and take you into space ...
that's why you need a spaceship.

{above lyric excerpts from the song - horrible fanfare/
landslide/exoskeleton} a beguiling hypnotic ten minute medley
from his latest album - the information.
i don't want it to end. i would love the chance to re-mix it ...
stretch it through a blackhole ...
through the core of the sun, spin saturn's rings at 2400 rpm
in my brainwashing dyson.
beck is hanson. i love his cute little beady teddy bear eyes.
hubby junior. the eco-friendly fiendish scientoblogist.
the whole nanonotion that beck is some kind of stooge for
a bent cult intrigues me.
i watched the dvd of music videos from the new album,
perplexed at beck's body language, at his robotic peter pan
visage. the cold sharklike stare.
of course, he could just be headfucking us into thinking that
they've got him by the balls. or even the vas deferens incognito.
all part of the publicity machine that needs to be fed
dirty little tidbits in order to keep the hubbard monster
fed and floppy. my tongue is still wagging ... seductively ...
inside my spaceship.
i've seen beck in a televised interview. i wasn't impressed.
perhaps that bland in utero dollface is hard to maintain?
is it jim carrey?
is the mask stuck. for life?
every scientologist has to sigh the lisa-clause, which states that
the individual opposes all psychiatric treatment and authorises
representatives of the COS to intervene to prevent any further threat
to the individual's mental state.
introspection rundown can be enforced if the case supervisor
believes it's necessary.
isolation isn't the worst case scenario.
trying to escape from the cult can be inescapable.
beck has enough money to build a spaceship.
at least, big enough for him. would he be able to escape?
but, why for heaven's sake would he want to cross
the final bridge to freedom?
what could possible make him even contemplate changing anything
when he has achieved critical acclaim, a worldwide audience
and financial security?
{excerpt lyrics by beck from - movie theme} :

walking down the aisle of the supermarket
looking for the?
to carry my sense away
i'm not scared
'cause there's nobody there
mind is awake
nothing's gonna lead me astray.

i was reading about hubbard's sexual kinks, his drug habits,
his voodoo sci-fi corn, the e-meters, the irs scandals,
the donors, flag, the sacred scriptures, the s.o's, the g.o's,
operation snow white, the superpower building
and all the other crap about how member's can attain
the super powers of infinity ... and beyond.
beck will not tell you everything he has said and done.

do you think he's told 'them' everything?

3 Comments:

Blogger Jobby Plectrum said...

I actually saw Beck walking through the centre of London (around Cambridge Circus) a while ago, he looked completely unassuming, although there were a couple of big security guys in tow...he's a fairly petit chap in the flesh. He was being hailed as a truly 'postmodern' artist in a recent interview for 'The Big Issue' magazine, I suppose they have a point, if you think of the diversity between let's say...'Midnite Vultures' & 'Sea Change.'

7:09 AM  
Blogger amanda valmont said...

dear david,

it must be wonderful to have

two monsters to flay the riff-raff

if they pull a fast one ...

i do adore his music, although

i think sea change is a weak album

with only a few outstanding tracks.

mutations is a more organic set -

don‘t you think?

happy new year!

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

amanda

5:56 AM  
Blogger Jobby Plectrum said...

Happy New Year to you too ! XXX

Well I'm afraid you have me on 'Mutations' as I don't own a copy !! oh the shame! for some reason it just passed me by, but now you've brought it up - I will endeavour to hunt it down...'sea change' really grew on me in the end, i was actually given it as a promo in my last job, but didn't play it for ages, returning to it only fairly recently, but i do like most of nigel godrich's productions...talking like this reminds me of the divine comedy 'regeneration' album a few years back, (that godrich produced aswell), a lot of people didn't rate that, but i think it stands up pretty well...

9:04 AM  

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