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Depression rarely sounds as sweet as it does in the hands of Aimee Mann; her skill in that arena puts her in the company of Nick Drake and Elliott Smith. The onetime Til Tuesday frontwoman has shaped a career writing about folks encumbered by loneliness and addiction, and her fifth album -- a song cycle chronicling the star-crossed relationship between a drug-addicted boxer/Vietnam vet and the girl he romances at the state fair -- is no different. Mann set the story in 1972 and says that she spent time listening to Traffic, the Band, and early Rod Stewart and Elton John to get in the mood. That vibe informs the keyboard-driven tunes on The Forgotten Arm, recorded with the same touring band behind her for 2004's Live at St. Ann's Warehouse and boasting a more muscular sound than her last studio disc, Lost in Space. As always, swooning melodies and minor keys define Mann's songs, which bristle with surface tension, thanks to the contrast between her butter-smooth delivery and barbed lines such as "Kicking is hard, but the bottom is harder" ("I Can't Get My Head Around It"). The billowy "Goodbye Caroline" is vintage Mann, an aching breakup tune given added depth by the roiling keyboards and searing electric guitars. Mann maintains a consistent tone throughout with songs wearing cheerful titles like "I Was Thinking I Could Clean Up for Christmas" ("Because I can't live loaded and I can't live sober, and I've been that way since October"), but wallowing in the muck seems to work for her. While it might have been nice to find a winsome love song to engage us in the album's thematic romance -- she comes closest on "Beautiful," which pines, "Why does it hurt me to feel so much tenderness?" -- perhaps Mann knows where her strengths lie. And The Forgotten Arm flaunts them like tattoos. Lydia Vanderloo, Barnes & Noble