i’m really enjoying realism. it’s been in the car for a couple of weeks now, and i’m not yet ready to change it. the magnetic fields have produced another synth free album, in fact it’s the opposite of synth. realism has a folky appalachian sound, exchanging the cello for the fiddle. except for “painted flower” that sounds like it could be song that didn’t make into peach blossom fan, a chinese opera that stephin merrit adapted. stephin’s simple for simple’s sake songwrighting style is always so deceptive. i’m never sure if i should be looking for meanings in metaphors or just find pleasure in the wit of his word play. it’s that ambiguity that appeals to me.