Camera Obscura: Desire Lines

“This is love,” Tracyanne Campbell sings early on Desire Lines, “It’s alright.” Like most of Campbell’s lyrics, that assessment is loaded with ambiguity. She could mean “alright” in the Lou Reed-ian sense, as an understated expression of complete contentment, or she could intend the word to be read with an implied “merely.” Given Campbell’s track record, the latter reading seems more apt. No contemporary lyricist has better documented the disappointment of being let down by romance than Campbell, who over her long tenure with the Scottish indie-pop band Camera Obscura has used her nakedly sweet voice to simultaneously swoon over and cut down countless inadequate lovers. Even after five albums, it’s still a marvel how a songwriter so prickly can consistently turn out music so gorgeous.