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Stars

Set Yourself On Fire

Record Company

The new album from Broken Social Scene affiliate group Stars begins with a warning, “If there is nothing left to burn, you must set yourself on fire.”

The song that follows it, however, is not the stomper one might expect, but rather an upbeat, reflective eulogy on a ruined relationship. The song ends in a chorus of “I’m not sorry I met you, I’m not sorry it’s over, I’m not sorry there’s nothing to say,” but all told it sounds like a defensive bout of denial. Ironically, like most of the album, it sounds like an apology—an effort to come to terms with the nostalgic remains of love, old girlfriends, and probably springtime.

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Formally speaking, the record sounds like a mix between Luna and the New Pornographers, with soaring melodies and charming boy/girl harmonies weaving in and out of every song. “We will always be in love,” guitarist Amy Milan croons on “Ageless Beauty,” a gorgeous, dreamy number that paints a bittersweet contrast to the heartbreak that wells behind the opener. “You look so good in the shoes of the outcast / I kiss your throat every time we say it won’t last / But then I need you, I need you, I need you / I really need you,” lead vocalist Torquil Campbell sings on “What I’m Trying to Say,” a fast-paced, driving song reminiscent of both New Order and, hilariously, the Proclaimers.

Such moments define the album, and although there are some boring stretches near the second third, the atmosphere here is a comforting one. It’s enough to make the whole thing worthwhile, and the more one listens to this album, the more appropriate the Proclaimers comparison becomes. Because even though modern music has traditionally been unable to make us feel anywhere near as enraptured and devoted as “(I’m Gonna Walk) 500 Miles,” Stars comes very close.

Something supremely poetic runs through this album, and the straightforward lyrics call forth an honesty that makes true love feel like the most familiar thing in the world. A valuable little disc, then, for when doubt runs wild and assurance is needed.

—Leon Neyfakh

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