By that logic, The Field could have asked Buzz Aldrin to remix this track, but he went with the other side of the title, giving it to a dude who pretty much just has the internet. Maybe he is talking directly to Gold Panda, recent Dollars to Pounds-er whose path does not stray particularly far from The Field's, though with a more micro than macro view of texture. The Field shocked a lot of folks with his first album and then maybe didn't with his second, where the original of this song comes from. Gold Panda has yet to release an album, but—with help of his internet—has begun to whir some sensations. This is a seven-minute long track, longer than a decent commercial break, long enough to read a good amount of the NY Times online, long enough to put on your iPod when you take the elevator downstairs to get a bagel from the dude with the cart. It's good for all those things, not necessarily distraction but not focus, either, music for breezing through, music for when you might have something better to do but why bother when you're already coasting.