"Romance is the douche of the bourgeoisie," goes a typically brilliant lyric toward the beginning of the new Silver Jews record's longest track, "San Francisco B.C." Like the rest of Lookout Mountain, Lookout Sea, the song is awfully loose and goofy. David Berman's vocal inflection is flat here and his guitar playing is sort of lazy. But it barely matters, because the track's southern barroom chug is wholly subsidiary to the yarn being spun. It's tough to nitpick mid-chuckle. The twisting tale encompasses a murdered barber, the "vegan press," an apartment building heist, and the process in which a snide comment on a botched haircut results in an unwanted serving of "fist cuisine." His words are so charmingly sculpted that they don't need a propulsive soundtrack to keep the listener's interest. A fully engaged head can forgive half a musical ass.