2. BeckMutations
For me this album was a pivotal moment in my life when I was 17 years-old. I bought it the opening day it came out – at midnight at Tower Records. I went home, played it and it blew my mind with its baroque production and how ambitious it was lyrically. I felt ‘Oh my god, someone who is alive right now is making album the way people like David Bowie, Bob Dylan and The Beatles did.’ It really felt like a fully realised act of genius. The lyrics were so mysterious to me and beautifully written. I still think about the songs all the time, and their cool landscape lyrics about decay and death. It’s Leonard Cohen-ish. I was astounded by the whole vision and wondered how anyone who is alive right now make something so good. Growing up with other hero bands of mine like Nirvana, I always thought these refined masterpiece records were a thing of the past and that my generation were slackers who wouldn’t aspire to make stuff on that level, but when Beck made Mutations he was a master artist showing you an actual jewel he’d made. It was so inspiring. More importantly, for me the day I heard Mutations is the day I decided to get a notebook and carried it around in my pocket everywhere I went, just to write down everything I was thinking. It turned me into a walking scribe of my interior landscape. I just try to excavate all my ideas onto notebook pages and I’ve been chronic notebooker ever since. I’ve never not had an endless scroll of notebooks. The reason I bought my first notebook was because of this record’s quality, it set me on a creative path.
