Reviewed by Luke Winkie, Fri., Oct. 11, 2013
Good Field's self-titled debut is an auspicious one. The solo project of local Paul Price, who's clocked time playing in Brazos and Voxtrot, his songs are sleepy, personal, and alluringly miniature. It's comfortable music, or comfortably depressed, the rinky-dink electric whine on "These Dreams" pillows a damaged, "I wrote this/to tell you/I'm sorry." The bluesy, brushfire guitar on "Tell Me Ida" undercuts a deliriously unbalanced love story. Good Field isn't out to impress anyone, constructed in dampened tones and ordinary ingredients. Yet Price plays a squeaky-clean guitar, and his voice tugs at the soul. You may not be able to pick his songs out of a vogue, 21st century indie-rock lineup, but that doesn't stop them from sounding good when they're on. In our globalized, impossibly dense scene, anybody who writes something worth playing twice earns their keep.
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