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The xx — Coexist
Functioning at the opposite end of Grimes is The xx’s minimalist approach to songcraft, this time so svelte, the album is barely there. “There are times when it sounds like a trip-hop album whose inept lawyer failed to clear any of the samples, so they decided just to release it without them,” L Mag critic Jeff Klingman quipped in his review. In a turn from the band’s 2009 debut, Jamie xx’s surgically precise production goes in vain. There is nothing particularly odd or even interesting going on for its minimalism to highlight—no rapturous affair, no suffocating passion. It’s all just a blank stare.