He looks annoyingly attractive in this video. The song? Not so much.

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Katherine St Asaph: What exactly is Calvin Harris hoping to accomplish? He sings like he’s reading a teleprompter three inches away from his eyes, and based on these words, I’m not sure why he bothers. Waterfalls “bow down” in the same sense that thunderbolts trickle out of the sky, force fields keep people apart, and anyone who says he “wears his heart on his sleeve” likely doesn’t. The synth would make an OK wingman if it knew more than three notes
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Brad Shoup: Harris’ understated croon falls victim to a klaxon-like guitar figure and a ludicrously elongated phoneme, two really obnoxious details that scuttle a shaggy dog of a dance track.
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Edward Okulicz: Harris’ voice conveys a very specific feeling in this song. Unfortunately for him, it isn’t closeness, it’s sleepiness.
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Alex Ostroff: I can never seem to get past Harris’ voice when he takes lead on his own songs. His words always seem brittle, overenunciated and affected. Club music hits my sweet spot when the vague universal lyrics are sold to me with such insistence and desperation that I can begin to believe them. Calvin might say: “There’s no stopping us right now,” but he sounds as though the only reason he hasn’t stopped already for some smokes and chips is the force of the beat pressing him onward. And on that note, who on earth decided that an utterly standard dance track required electric guitar? What is this? The threatened Bloc Party house record?
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Jonathan Bogart: David Guetta with postpunk-revival guitars (the Bravery, right?) and a bluesy, affectless vocal. I know I’m supposed to have heard of Calvin Harris before, but this is my introduction to him, and while I don’t know that I want to deepen the acquaintance, this is doing it for me just now.
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Zach Lyon: This is all about the earthiness of his voice, which rumbles along like one of the cheaper massage chairs on display at Brookstone. Everything else is good enough.
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Michaela Drapes: It’s always hard to find fault with Calvin Harris’ work, he’s in that rarefied group of producers who rarely take a misstep; “Feel So Close” is no exception. Each piece is perfectly machined to fit with all the others, there are no jarring moments, no parts that feel off the mark. That being said, this isn’t a barnstormer, but it works just fine as a soundtrack to slide from late summer into early fall. A final note: I would love to know where the video was filmed — I’m almost positive it was done in my old stomping grounds in far West Texas. You never forget the look of that desert, no matter how far you roam.
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Jake Cleland: Force fields are meant to keep things out, Calvin Harris. If you’re gonna stuff a verse with as many similes and metaphors as you can, at least make them accurate.
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