Co-produced with Sonny DiPerri, it is an ideal headphones album, designed to sound immersive and textured and meticulous, showing that those synth-strings aren’t the only thing these guys picked up from the Cure . Sonically, musically, compositionally, it’s a triumph. Thematically, it’s another story. In a powerful and disquieting GQ profile , the band and some immediate friends and family unraveled the struggles that have plagued their lucrative but life-altering reunion, a kind of cautionary tale for leveling up after settling down. Even for an artist like Kinsella who’s never been shy about autobiographical literalism in his music, some of the revelations felt shocking. “I used to be insecure, but now it’s like, ‘You cannot kill me. I’m dead,” he explained. “I got divorced with kids, and I’m responsible for that. I’m dead.” To varying degrees, I’ve found the exploration of masculinity in Kinsella’s lyrics to be uncommonly generous and self-aware as he’s navigated middle age and newfound notoriety.…