For some unknown reason, it turns out this week is Beck week. I've fancied a couple of his songs over the years and this week I finally downloaded mp3s of my three favorites. This being one of them.
Where It's At,Beck, Odelay
Is it weird that I, at the ripe old age of 47 years and 11 months, even have favorite Beck songs?
I suppose it's no big surprise. One time, when I was about 10, my mom gave me some 45s. The two I remember were The Immigrant Song (Led Zeppelin) and Tears of a Clown (Smokey Robinson). As I recall, at the time my mom was into Broadway, opera, the Mormon Tabernacle Choir (here's an audio clip that takes me back!), and Tom Jones.
So the argument could be made that my tendency toward a diverse musical palate is genetic.
Speaking of Tom Jones, looks like he's still at it, bless his heart!