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It’s Sunday, November 9th in downtown Los Angeles at the entertainment playground-on steroids known as LA Live. The Lakers are playing across the street at the Staples Center, The Who is performing at the Nokia Theatre just next door, and in just a few hours, Beck will be performing at the grand opening for the brand new Club Nokia. Right now the theater is still empty, but the VIP lounge is packed with industry hot-shots, record executives, and a few lucky music fans like me, scoping out waiters’ trays filled with Wolfgang Puck catering and free drinks. I’m too nervous to put one more delicious mini-burger or tuna tartare roll in my mouth without throwing up. Every now and then a photographer walks by and snaps a few pictures of me and my friends, and I can’t help but feel like a celebrity (D-List, of course). Men in suits walk by with their stick-thin escorts on their arm, maneuvering the crowd of critics, bloggers, and hipsters. It’s 7:30 and I’m eagerly anticipating my interview with tonight’s headliner Beck, the eclectic chameleon, the musical maverick of Silverlake, and my favorite musician of all time. They would have been hard-pressed to find a more appropriate musician to perform at this new club which is sure to become a staple of the LA nightlife scene. Finally, after what seems like hours of me trying not to bite my fingernails, antagonizing over what I’m wearing and my makeup that’s slowly starting to wear off, we’re told that Beck and family have arrived and the “Beckumentary” film crew and I hurry backstage. Backstage is a thriving hub of its own. Beck’s entire band is there, casually leaning against the walls, waiting to go onstage as roadies unpack boxes of instruments and equipment. Fiery siren Jenny Lewis has just finished her opening set and I can see her and her band come offstage.
Inside his dressing room, Beck is there with his wife Marissa and son Cosimo, who is running around in a giant pair of blue headphones. At first glance I am surprised by how tiny and frail he seems to be. When we shake hands I’m afraid to hold his too tightly, because I feel like it might break. Beck and his wife are freakishly similar looking; they could almost be brother and sister, down to their noses and hair. Beck is looking different tonight than he has been for the past few months of his “Modern Guilt” tour; he’s cut his hair and he’s not dressed in ten pounds of black and grey clothing. He seems much more at home now, maybe because he’s back in Los Angeles where it’s never cold enough to wear as much clothing as he normally does. Beck is not looking bored or apathetic, as some people say he seems to look during interviews. Rather he seems just about as eager as I am to do this interview. We dive right into the questions, as there is only about fifteen minutes left before he has to get onstage.
Throughout the duration of our interview, Beck never ceases to make eye contact with me, which is surprising, because he seems like the type of person whose eyes would wander as much as their mind does. He moves very little, just occasionally to reach up and touch his face or brush a few strands of blond hair away from his eyes. He’s bright-eyed and aware, but his signature rambling and slow-paced speech hasn’t changed. When asked about how his family's artistic background has affected him as a musician, he takes his time and responds slowly. “It's hard to parcel out what aspects affected me you know…people take their background for granted. If anything it’s just, whatever interests I had, whatever predilections I had in art or music of whatever…I guess I was exposed to a lot of things [Beck’s grandfather was famous Fluxus artist Al Hansen, his mother spent time acting in Andy Warhol films and his father is acclaimed conductor David Campbell].”
As his son runs around playfully, I ask him if either one of his children has a favorite song of his to listen to. “I don’t know actually…I don’t really play my own music around the house, you know, they know some of the songs…my daughter [Tuesday, 1] you know, she doesn’t really…talk quite yet, but my son [Cosimo, 4], he’s got his own thing going on, he likes everything from Gnarls Barkley to the Beatles,” he says with a smile. He seems genuinely happy when he talks about his children. I ask him about what he has learned about himself through making music for so many years; he pauses again, as if trying to remember every detail of the past fifteen years of his life. “Well you know it takes a certain amount of persistence and just working through things, so I guess, you know, I’ll just get in there, in the trench and just work through it,” he says as he scratches his face. “Any music of mine that’s worked out has been purely through persistence…I’ve learned that about myself…I don’t give up too easily, you know… I think that any songwriter can say that…you’re just mostly sweating and toiling and occasionally you get lucky.”
I ask him if there is one record of his that he is most proud of and he responds with the slightest bit of hesitance, “There are probably aspects of each record… I think when you finish a record you see the shortcomings and you continue on to the next thing, because you’re still pursuing that thing that you’ll be proud of…I think it’s whatever I’ve most recently worked on but I think there’s a few things, there’s plenty of things that didn’t work out too well…”For my last question I ask, “if you could go back in time and change something about your musical career what would it be? Basically, what would you have done differently?” He shoves his hands in his pockets and responds quickly, “Well, that’s dangerous territory…the past is always a tricky area… there are certain mistakes that wouldn’t have proved to be in the end exactly what I would have wanted to put out but at the same time you kind of have to go through the process. I think some artists are lucky that they come out fully formed, you know, they don’t really have to find what they’re doing but I think I’ve always been looking and trying to find what I do or what I like to do…most of my music is trial and error but a lot of my favorite bands just come out sounding like themselves, you know...I don’t know if that answers your question.” Before I can respond, Beck’s manager hurries us out of the dressing room, giving me only enough time to take one (more like six) pictures with him. By the time the interview is over, the theater is packed to the brim with eager Beck fans. Beck comes onstage and delivers an upbeat show that matches the energy of his audience, giving a memorable performance to mark the grand opening of Club Nokia.

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