Death Cab for CutieI Built You a Tower

Ben Gibbard still writes heartbreak in plain words, and these new songs ache with that familiar yearning — warm, ringing guitars rising under melodies that catch in your throat. The band sounds spacious and unhurried, letting a single hook bloom into something quietly devastating. Gibbard maps small losses and faded rooms with the precision of a man who notices everything. A late-night record for staring at the ceiling. Drop the needle and let it hurt a little.