Whiskey Clone, Hotel City 1997
Beck · Mellow Gold
I was born in this hotel, washing dishes in the sink
Magazines and free soda, trying hard not to think
Lay it on to the dawn, everything we've done is wrong
I'll be lonesome when I'm gone, lay it on to the dawn
She can talk to squirrels
Coming back from the convalescent home
Staring at sports cars
Crying
Rattlesnake on the ceiling, gun powder on my sleeve
I will live here forever with the ocean and the bees
Lay it on to the dawn, everything we've done is wrong
I'll be lonesome when I'm gone, lay it on to the dawn
Lay it on to the dawn
Lay it on to the dawn
Lay it on to the dawn
Whiskey Clone, Hotel City 1997
From Beck's 1994 album Mellow Gold, "Whiskey Clone, Hotel City 1997" stands as a quintessential example of the artist's mid-period indie rock sound. The track blends introspective lyricism with a driving, rhythmic guitar style that became a signature of the era. Released during a time when Beck was redefining alternative rock with a focus on personal narrative and sonic experimentation, the song reflects the melancholic yet energetic atmosphere characteristic of his work. It captures the essence of the mid-90s indie scene, featuring production that balances raw energy with polished clarity. As part of his discography, this recording exemplifies the thematic depth found in his catalog, often exploring themes of isolation and urban life through a distinctive musical lens.