| Over The Ice | 6:56 | ||
| A Paw In My Face | 5:24 | ||
| Good Things End | 6:08 | ||
| The Little Heart Beats So Fast | 5:25 | ||
| Everday | 6:59 | ||
| Silent | 7:35 | ||
| The Deal | 10:03 | ||
| Sun & Ice | 6:34 | ||
| Mobilia | 6:28 | ||
| From Here We Go Sublime | 4:09 |
| Title | Label | Cat# | Country | Year | |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| From Here We Go Sublime (CD, Album) | Kompakt | KOMPAKT CD 57 | Germany | 2007 | |
| From Here We Go Sublime (CD, Album) | Octave Lab | OTLCD-1230 | Japan | 2009 |
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The Field opts to make songs that are produced so lazily, you have to wonder why people are willfully ignoring how shoddy it’s construction is. Yet here these people are, defending it with the same ideas and concepts verbatim that seem to make my point of view moot, as if I’m ‘missing the point of this music.’ There seems to be a growing insurgence of people who like to separate facets of a recording to discern the most valuable parts. This is admirable, but in reality it’s a total slap in the face to recording artists who can and have put their soul into supposed ‘technical flare’ of recordings, just to be passed off as ‘too technical’ by people who seriously think that the content of the tracks and the production technique should be separated, if necessary. When technique is recorded and infused into the you're making, is there any need to separate it from the now invisible ‘other’ content, since technique becomes part of the content itself? Do people just like ignoring this complete and utter fact about audio recording for some sort of ambivalent greater good? It’s like praising the culinary expertise of putting a 2 week old rotting festering pig on your dinner table, because the chef put an ounce of the richest chocolate inside.
Some ideas presented in this CD are good ideas to be certain. The Little Heart Beats So Fast in particular starts off strong, with no glaringly obvious bad marks to it. But what starts off as a strong track tends to just meander around. The rest is an annoying mixed bag of terrible ‘loop locking’ work for every single song on the entire CD. People certainly have the right to enjoy this record, and if I could get past all the instantly obvious problems I’m sure I would too. But any amount of good I hear is marred by bad execution of fairly decent ideas. Don’t tell me I haven’t ‘gotten it’, because I get this album completely. I understand exactly what it’s trying to achieve. And it isn’t done well, not by a long shot.