Calvin Love at the heart of his bedroom synthesizer meditation, "Magic Hearts." He surely means it, a solidly down-tempo assessment for a song that relishes it's distant keyboards and lonely bass line as much as its clap-track drums. While Love mentions none of the debauchery that might be killing him, he does use the title, a reference to the magic heart that would change you in the future. It's Youth Lagoon for the dance floor, a snapping little single, so taut and steeped in equal parts fear and love of the technology that made the very recording possible. Love seems to have a plan, fall in love, the last magic trick we have, before the lights go down on the whole show.