Beck's Midnite Vultures!
I don't want this to become a regular thing, but I bought another Beck album the other day... and it blew me away! Sea Change blew me away too, but in a different way. It blew me to the beach on an overcast day, whereas Midnite Vultures blew me right into the hotseat at a seedy nightclub. It's time for Beck's 70's bust-out complete with sexual innuendo and tight jeans.
The sheer amout of subtle mataphors of and jokes about sex is outrageous, as well as the outright mentions of it. "Let the handcuffs slip off your wrists/I'll let you be my chaperone" compared to "I wanna get with you, oh girl/And your sister, I think her name's Debra" could easily lead the casual listener to believe the whole album is simply Beck's quest for getting down. And of course, they wouldn't be far off, but as usual Beck has also slipped in some obervative jokes at the expense of Hollywoodians, with "Treat you real good, expensive jeans/Hollywood freaks on the Hollywood scene".
A bit of a drawback, however, is that Beck doesn't quite have the voice to be a full-time lounge lizard, and as such he doesn't hit the right note everytime. He does has the help of Valerie Pinkton to provide some extra vocals, and she does an eerily good job, look out for the vocals on "Get Real Paid".
The entire album has such a strong vibe of hanging around in a 70's nightclub. Each time Beck stops to take a breath there are a range of beeps and buzzes spewing from each speaker, it oozes with personality and flare. Whenever I'm in the mood for something excessively groovy and over-the-top I'll be sure to have Midnite Vultures at the ready.
4.5 Stars.
[ Admiral Woody ] Community Member 
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Just...
Go home.
God.
Just kidding!
I like listenning to your reviews.
And if you like lounge so much,
I suggest Aperitif for Destruction by Richard Cheers and the Lounge Against The Machine.