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The Door-to-Door Salesman
Maybe it's the black blazer and wide-rimmed hat that makes Beck look like a Jehovah's Witness or the fact that his last album was a beautifully bound book of sheet music (from which he plays a sad-eyed, ukulele-adorned number), but it's probably his catch-all bag of tricks that makes me think of a man selling instruments at your doorstep. Do you want to dance to a shimmy like on "Gamma Ray?" He can make that happen. Feel like fist pumping to a gangbuster like "E-Pro?" Got you covered. Looking to undercut sweet-cheeked sentiments with a seedy bassline like on "Think I'm in Love?" Look no further. Beck's got you covered. Again and again and again.