"I think I'll ride the beast this time. Everybody knows we're right. Everybody reads our minds. My love won't mind," Philip Dickey of Someone Still Loves You Boris Yeltsin sings here, at the start of a medley of old songs and it's the tone of the weakened state that shines through. The band from Springfield, Missouri, when they hit year's ago with their brilliant, out-of-nowhere debut album, "Broom," it featured a collection of those evergreen sentiments that are so undeniably strong and stirring that they were welcomed with open arms. The group -- which has gone through a reshuffling for its latest album, "Fly By Wire" -- gets bouncy at times, unable to slack on its brimming energy, but it has always felt most vibrant, interestingly, when it takes on the sad sack emotions of slippery love, of those existential quandaries that leave your mouth and bottles dry. They've been steadfastly about finding those heart-pounding moment and seeking some kind of satisfaction from them. There are times when you feel as if -- by listening -- you're watching a master chef go through the routine and ritual of constructing a cake or some cookies, the footage set to a wonderfully sunny but sullen soundtrack, when listening to SSLYBY. You know where you're heading, you think, but there's all kinds of delightful preamble that you must dance before you get there. You are soothed by it. You're soothed by these stories, not of settled relationships, but those that are far from final, those that are still on thin ice, even when they've been around for a while. The house fire that they've been singing about since that first record still looms large. When Dickey here sings, "We did what we could, to save this house from falling," it's a breathtaking nod to the unstoppable power of love that never knows what it's going to do.