Death becomes Superchunk. Who knew it’d take a meditation on mortality to bring out this seminal indie band’s liveliest record in years? I Hate Music finds the punchiest pop-rock band in North Carolina flailing, wailing, and trying whatever they can think of to make sense of loved ones disappearing from this Earth. In the process, Mac, Laura and company came up with some of the most electric music of their career, as charged with emotion as with melody. From the first startling lyric of “Overflows” (“Everything the dead don’t know/ Piles up like magazines, overflows”) to the final heartbroken hums of “What Can We Do,” I Hate Music is a master class in revelry about reverie. –Chris
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