Beck–Sunday Sun

If Sunday Mornin’ Comin’ Down showed the weight of a Sunday, Sunday Sun by Beck shows the weightlessness of it.  An airy, aimless ramble with a sun-kissed sound, the song  is a wave of warmth.  Although it eventually ramps up into Beatles-lite for a sprawling outro, the meat of the thing is a piano-heavy, lilting dream full of ooohs and ahhhs.  It’s one of the sweetest songs of Beck’s career, perfectly capturing the feeling of trying to hold onto a leisurely Sunday before it slips away.

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