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One Foot In The Grave.

Who knows ? Who knows ? One Foot In The Grave... Remember, old ones ?

Back in the late 90's, Beck had been a astounding phenomenon. Shortly after Kurt Cobain's death, the Music Industry had been trying various things to save its soul. Among them, well, was Beck.

Beck recorded an album. It is still an excellent one, it is called Mellow Gold. Beck was smart. For the first time in my own life, an artist was having a worldwide success by catching the establishment's attention using unusual ways.

Beck recorded a crappy album from where he was living. Well, I must admit, it happened he was living somewhere maybe between Marin and Orange County. Closer to Orange County.

So then, in the place he was, he recorded, with few bucks and much work and inspiration, an album... Then, some airplays, Geffen contract, Beck is told to have asked for the album to be released "as is". It was, also as it is told, released so.

But Mellow Gold doesn't worth that much to me. Actually, shortly after this, Beck became, in my young mind, just another one chewed by the machine, that spit the bones. But in the meanwhile One Foot In The Grave had been published.

And One Foot In The Grave is a major album. Think cosmic scale. I won't explain here how or why. The ones who care, will listen to it. But, actually, it became really (no, really...) important to me, since the first time I heard the cassette tape I had copied from a CD borrowed from another guy with my first name. And more and more over time.

A few time (years ? ) later, I've been kinda surprised to read in the local equivalent of Rolling Stone Magazine, that one of the magazine's readers wrote to show off with a top-whatever-albums list... And One Foot In The Grave was in the list.

Ok, you may think, who cares of all this ?

Starting from then, well, I began to feel a little less lonely, I was no more the only one in the world understanding how important this album is. One Foot In The Grave.

Then the wait started. How long until I can see a clear sign ?

Today I received an email. From a guy living somewhere in the US... I don't know much about him, and summing him up just by a place is, in this exact case, especially silly.

This guy recorded something that some may think that it would be accurate to strictly classify it in the "bedroom scene" category.

But who cares about scenes anymore ? I don't know. I'm not sure for me. All I can say.

This album, then.

This album is the sign I was waiting for. Now, just now, right now, I can say... The monster unleashed with One Foot is still out. And, by an interesting side effect, we got a perfectly timed perfect album. For a few ones. Very few.

I'm not sure you'll be among these ones. It's up to you to decide. The first step, as often, involves pointing your reticle, aim shoot bang : http://contron.bandcamp.com/