Pitchfork: You recently covered Leonard Cohen’s first album with Beck for his Record Club project. I just watched your hip-hop version of “Master Song”, and it seems like you guys were having a fun time.
Devendra Banhart: It was very, very fun. First off, Beck is like the best musician in the world. He doesn’t mess up. He’s like a heavyweight bodybuilding champion. He starts to sing and everyone is quiet and, like, “Holy shit.” And the MGMT dudes are musical polyglots, I had no idea. I was like the black sheep because I don’t know how to sing, play guitar, anything. I’m not sure why I was there, but it was awesome.
Do you remember fall 2006? I remember buying The Information right on the day it was released. I was snooping around the noisy, messy, horrible CD superstore when a guy crossed my way, also holding The Information in his hands. We shared this Beck moment, y’know.
It’s been a minute since we’ve seen anything new from Todd Solondz, the man behind unbelievably bleak comedies like Welcome to the Dollhouse and Happiness. But Solondz has a new one called Life During Wartime currently making the festival rounds, and the movie’s soundtrack features a collaboration between Beck and Devendra Banhart… written by Todd Solondz.
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(Welcome to the Dollhouse is one of my favorite movies of all time. I grew up with it, reciting it over and over again when I was 10. Probably not the best movie to grow up with, but anyway. I’ve turned out pretty decent.)
BH: Did you have any brothers or sisters? ST: There were five of us actually. 3 boys and 2 girls. BH: And do the boys or girls look anything like Will Ferrell? ST: No, I do have a younger brother who might. He looks pretty much like me. He might have a resemblance also. BH: So you guys could do a triple doppelganger. Or if you get the drummer from the Chili Peppers you can have a Quadrupleganger. I don’t know if that’s a word though… ST: You gotta ask the Germans.
It’s time to post some old-school b-sides again. This is a Midnite Vultures b-side, very much in the style of Hollywood Freaks.
Baby I’m surprised Yellow diamonds in your eyes Tell me what your Daddy knows Does he buy you fancy clothes? Whichever way the wind blows That’s the way she goes Now I think I’ll never know What it could’ve been like, girl