The Columbus Dispatch

Ornate or spare, Shins surprise

- By Greg Kot

This album's personal. With the Shins’ James Mercer, you could never be entirely sure if he was writing about himself or someone else, whether he was peeling back his own life or just crafting stories set to beautifull­y appointed art-pop music.

But on “Heartworms” (Aural Apothecary/ Columbia Records), the first Shins album in five years, Mercer opens up in lyrics that are as emotionall­y transparen­t as his melodies.

“Mildenhall,” the album’s centerpiec­e, is also its most strippeddo­wn song, an ambling neo-country ballad set to a drum machine.

Mercer details his coming of age as the son of a military man living in a foreign land. He fends off homesickne­ss by listening to the Jesus and Mary Chain and writing songs. He sounds vulnerable.

Just as personal but far more ornate is “Name for You,” a message to his three daughters to find their own paths around society’s patriarcha­l restrictio­ns. Yet the song never slips into “concerned parent” cliche.

And in “So Now What,” Mercer writes a love song to his wife that muses on resilience and mortality with a yearning melody and soaring chorus.

One element that remains constant with every Shins album for the past 15 years is its concision: 11 tightly packed songs in less than 42 minutes.

The musical sprawl encompasse­s the vaguely sinister psychedeli­a of “Painting a Hole”, the bouncy Split Enz-style new wave of “Half a Million” and the sumptuous strings in the anxiety-ridden “The Fear.”

At times, the ornate arrangemen­ts can sound overly fussy — which is why the bare-bones clarity of “Mildenhall” is so refreshing.

After a decade-plus in which they’ve evolved from cult heroes to respected major-label denizens, the Shins still prove capable of delivering a few surprises.

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