My first exposure to Stephin Merritt and the Magnetic Fields was the three-volume masterpiece "69 Love Songs." I loved this album so much that when its follow-up, "i" was released in 2003, I thought it would be inevitable for me to be disappointed with it in some way. And, not surprisingly, I was.
Unfortunately, years have passed, and "i" still disappoints. I'm a huge fan of all of the Merritt releases from "Distant Plastic Trees" (1993) to the 6ths "Hyacinths and Thistles" (1999). Most aren't perfect, but they all had many moments of true brilliance. Merritt, at his best, playfully and subversively accentuates the vacuous and formulaic nature of pop music, and yet you can't help yourself being affected by his formula, obvious though it may be. On most of "i," however--and every Merritt album since--the formula is not only obvious, it's also tired. Almost perfunctory.
The newest Magnetic Fields release, "Realism," is perhaps the best of their most recent albums, the so-called "No Synth" Trilogy. Where "i" and "Distortion" both feature a tossed-off minimalist approach that is often maddeningly dull, "Realism" boasts a variety of instruments, with comparatively lush and intricate arrangements, not to mention some varied vocal approaches. As a result, the songs don't feel as tired and joyless as most of those on the previous two albums.
But this one is still pretty disappointing. First, while the arrangements can be nice, at least half of the songs on the album still feel tossed-off. Stephin Merritt's never been the most technically ambitious composer, but his new work is so lazily homogeneous that everything is starting to sound at least vaguely identical. For instance, "Walk a Lonely Road" recalls "Xylophone" and "Xavier Says," while "You Must Be Out of Your Mind" borrows from "The Book of Love," "I Don't Believe You," and "California Girls." Even if "Lonely Road" is better than "Xavier Says," such post hoc improvements are hardly thrilling.
And a bunch of the tracks are just plain throwaways. "The Dolls' Tea Party" is a great example of how "fun" has since evolved into "forced," and "damn annoying." And it's not the only one: "Everything is One Big Christmas Tree," "Painted Flower" and the "Dada Polka" are all hollow shells of much livelier songs. 69 Love Songs had its share of throwaways, some of them a little grating on the ears, but that was at most 1/10 of the total songs. Here, I have to skip half of the album just to keep my hair attached to my scalp.
A halfway decent pop musician would have taken the best tracks from these three albums and released one solid LP. Let's not even get into what a "genius" would have done...
Recommended only to those who think that Merritt et al. can never go wrong. For everyone else, get the classic albums!