Someone who doesn’t listen to “Jackie” is so overwhelmed by it. From its opening feedback boo to its final reverb, the song is a battleground of love discord – guitars frolic and cry in turn, and drums still ring. even when they fall. Yves Tumor searches the carnage for hints of life and answers that won’t happen. “These days have been tragic, I can’t sleep, won’t eat anything,” they sang in a voice that was both hot and hard, like anguish gnawing just beneath the surface of something. impenetrable cool. In moments of restraint and turmoil, “Jackie” is the song the heartbreaking cataclysm deserves.