X once made a playlist with tracks by The Magnetic Fields ((Chronologically culling from the debut, up to and including the album "Realism".)). Here they are, and I've yet to find a better collection that sums the band up.

This reminds me infinitely of zipping through Oklahoma with X, Malin and Bobby. That two-door car that felt like home after a while. The flat landscapes floating past as I snapped pictures from the back seat of the car, slightly dazed, 30 minutes after the last drink. With X. With our beloved friends. In a overwhelming country I married in.

Bonus: Stephin Merritt and his dog explain indie rock: