Firmly on the wierd edge of pop, but still very much pop mind you, sits Lindsay Powell's latest record under the Fielded moniker. Powell is also a member of the heavy psych unit Ga'an and this connection proves to leak in with plenty of cosmic dissonance and experimental touches that flit through the tracks on Ninety Thirty Thirty. However, the music is often secondary to the gravity of Powell’s voice and the album serves to twist, shift, distort and layer her most powerful instrument in all manner of methods before the groove runs out. Its an album steeped in the art-rock tradition, owing as much to Kate Bush and Siouxie Sioux as it does to more contemporary sirens; skirting the dark-hued noir jungle of pop's edges and keeping it fit company with Bat For Lashes, the more untethered moments of Lykke Li or a less ABBA inclined Music Go Music. The grand scope makes for a towering record that builds into a gleaming pop epic as a whole, but there are more than a few standout singles moments here as well, like the propulsive vocal shifts of "Arms of Heaven" or the quiet cool of "Eve of a New Moon" which comes laced with a welcomed return to a time of omnipresent smoky sax. The touchstones are certainly rooted in the late 70's / early 80's molds, but like the best pop sirens from that era, Powell makes it feel timeless.
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