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11 Best Songs of the Last Two Weeks: Richard Reed Parry, Low, Kurt Vile, Suede, and More

Plus Cat Power, Wild Nothing, Still Corners, Mitski, Madeline Kenney, and a Wrap-up of the Last Two Weeks' Other Notable New Tracks

Aug 17, 2018

We took a break from Songs of the Week last week due to a little vacation by our publishers. So this week we are compiling the best songs of the last two weeks. Hence we couldn’t contain the list to our usual Top 10, although we didn’t do too badly, only expanding to a Top 11 and a few more honorable mentions than usual. More

Mar 05, 2013

Tame Impala‘s psychedelic journeys have all the right ingredients for the remix crowd. More




Reviews

Sep 19, 2018

Axel Willner, better known as The Field, is one of those acts who mastered his craft so quickly that he had completed the hard work almost immediately. His debut From Here We Go to Sublimeremains a recent landmark record not just in electronic music, but in general as a masterstroke of carving one’s niche and exploiting it for all it’s worth. More

Apr 05, 2016

Axel Willner’s fifth full-length recording as The Field follows a similar blueprint to 2013’s excellent Cupid’s Head. The Swedish techno luminary’s trademarked looping rhythms and exquisite technical execution are a constant presence, yet The Follower feels more progressive and experimental than anything that’s gone before it. More

Dec 12, 2013

Swede Axel Willner, aka The Field, is a man who can create a mood. From the euphoric minimal techno of 2007 album From Here We Go Sublime to his earlier work sampling Lionel Richie and The Four Tops, he has gained a reputation for multi-layered, building dance music that borders on the hypnotic. More

Oct 27, 2011

Submerged in The Field’s ambient electronic ocean, I’m frequently reminded of a scene from Charlie Kaufman’s polarizing epic Synecdoche, New York. Protagonist Caden Cotard (played by Philip Seymour Hoffman), amidst a hallucinogenic cityscape of fragmenting psyche, delivers a frantic soliloquy, possibly about discovering the meaning of life just before it evaporates: “You think only about driving—not coming from any place; not arriving any place. Just driving, counting off time.” More