This Canadian-American hipster quartet's first record in four years has an electrophile slickness, not to mention a set of catchy songs. Amid manicured synth-rock grooves, singer and indie-boy crush object Emily Haines delivers big refrains and spiky hooks, cooing about love on "Sick Muse" and going dark on "Help I'm Alive," a throbbing, Garbage-esque single that's bound to be played in any number of dingy indie-rock bars. Haines' lyrics don't always signify: "I'm higher than high, lower than deep," begins the vagued-out chorus to the slow-burning "Twilight Galaxy." But the tune is so fetching that you just don't care.