Having mutated Bowie-like through the years from scruffy beat-hop bluesman, to sexy laser-pop Prince alter ego, to elegaic Gainsbourg-meets-Hazlewood balledeer, Beck has reached a grand plateau: he now contains multitudes. Now a Beck tune is more like a futuristic app than just a poptune, simultaneously catchy and avant-garde, simple & trashy but sonically far-thinking and multitasking. The two-and-a-half minutes of his gnomic new stomp "Gimme" demonstrate this perfectly: a funky shuffle with moody marimbas seems to suggest a little "Under My Thumb." But then the vocals subvert expectation delightfully: pitchshifted and staggered, layered off beat, with his murmuring chant of "gimme, gimme"... In a way it sounds tossed off, on second playthrough it sounds painstakingly constructed. None of which impedes the simple kinetic joy of the riff. Like the Dirty Projectors or the Clinic, he projects urgent joy with a sinister undertone, stretched finely over a spaciously deconstructed antipop architecture. It's got a beat and you can bug out to it! A great little followup to his last two singles "Defriended" and "I Won't Be Long," this downloadable single portends a pretty strong album in the works.