The xx: Coexist
The success of The xx lies in the firmness with which its songs are built. On the trio’s sophomore record, Coexist, British wunderkind producer Jamie Smith is like a mad scientist creating swirling, house-tinged beats. He throws sharp steel drums next to wobbles that rumble so loudly they engulf headphones, or he makes synthesizer screeches so guttural that they could be mistaken for a wild animal’s cry. This recipe—although chaotic and even at times jarring—acts as Coexist’s guiding light. The xx’s self-titled debut illustrated the effectiveness of an empty sound, unafraid to lure the listener in by accenting gaps between delicately drawn soundscapes. Coexist presents a version of The xx that listeners will recognize, but cleans everything up a bit, subtly stretching and improving the formula that won acclaim.