Cause = Time flips its overgrown bangs with cool tosh, while the rousing garage sound of Almost Crimes kicks the chair out from under you. With violins and a banjo backing her ambient vocals, Emily Haines lampoons her teen years with swirling satire and sadness: Park that car/Drop that phone/Sleep on the floor/Dream about me. You smile as you mourn the adolescent struggle. The cleverness is matched only by that of Lovers Spit. That something normally considered repugnant becomes the manna of affection is an irony Broken Social Scene has captured with acumen and beauty: All these people drinking lovers spit/Sit around and clean their face with it. Its a shiny new sound, and we cant stop listening.