Dear Beck,

It seems like it’s been some time since you and I hung out.  I got to see you a little bit last year, but you brought Guero around the first time we met up, and while I had a good time, it wasn’t like the old days.  The next time I saw you partying with Guero’s offspring, Guerolito I was sad.  I secretly wondered if things would ever be the way they once were.  I mean am I the only one that sees it?  Perhaps distance has changed us both, but I’ll never forget the day that you showed me Odelay.  I’m not a dancer, but that album made me shake my ass.  It took a piece of my heart away when I heard you what you’d done on Mutations and I had high hopes when I heard you were working on Midnight Vultures.

Everyone told me Sea Change was a departure, but it was one I was happy to go on with you. That’s why hearing what you did with Guero and Guerolito pained me so bad.  At first I thought I liked them, and then I listened closer.  I can’t say I hate that you associate with them, they’re good people on their own, just not the kind I like to see you hanging out with.

I placed a big red star on today’s date on my calendar.  I had heard you were back in town hanging out at the same old place I buy my records.  I heard you had The Information I’d been seeking since the back in the Odelay days.  I admit, I got a secret tip that contained its contents beforehand, but that doesn’t make you like me less does it?  I’m picking up The Information today, I can’t wait.  I feel like we are finally seeing the world the same way again.