From recording in that "yellow house just off Cape Cod" to performing in one of New York's grandest music halls (where the acoustics are, uh, a tad better), Brooklyn's beloved choir boys have come a long way. The jump from 2009's Veckatimest to just-released Shields makes for more than half the distance, though, as the latter sees the band's famed piled-on harmonies subvert into exercises in isolation. Have you ever felt alone in a crowd of people? Listening to the album feels like that. Let's go get lonely at Radio City.