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Field Music is a band striving for reinvention. After a self-imposed three-year hiatus, the group has returned with new members and a new sound for their latest album, “Field Music (Measure).” Afraid of boxing themselves into an indie pop corner, Field Music has taken their new record as an opportunity to explore a wider range of style and sound. While the effort to diversify certainly helps develop a degree of ingenuity and surprise, the album’s almost schizophrenic nature is at times confusing and strangely unsatisfying, despite its undeniable musical...
With the 2005 release of their self-titled debut album, Sunderland, England’s Field Music instantly drew comparisons to their townmates the Futureheads, as well as bands from further afield like the New Pornographers. That record’s success was piggybacked by the group’s sophomore effort, “Tones of Town,” in 2007. Characterized by their harmonic arrangements and melodic, hooky arrangements, Field Music gained early praise as having the potential to become one of the decade’s best indie pop bands...
...transform a painful experience into shameless self-promotion better than Skip Gates,” Bradley wrote...
Sarah Silverman stars as John’s coworker Jill, with whom he becomes involved with after an office quickie. Her character can best be described as psychotic, with a fetish for smiley faces and the color yellow. But Silverman is not her usual offensive self, at least not in an obvious way, which is actually very refreshing. It’s nice to know that she can actually act, and not just affront people with a straight face...
...classify. It is too emotionally charged to be relaxed, but too relaxed to be emotionally moving. Hynes has settled down from the first Lightspeed Champion album, 2008’s “Falling off Lavender Bridge,” in which quiet and underwhelming music masked angry self-loathing lyrics. However, “Life is Sweet! Nice to Meet You” is a confused record. It is comprised of angry break-up ballads and swelling choruses interspersed with gentler piano sonatas and strummed ukuleles. The album’s lyrics are often predictably regular, which is disappointing...