Doug Martsch sure can write a love song, and on There’s Nothing Wrong With Love, indie rockers Built to Spill dig deep into the genre, including the wistful delicacy of “Twin Falls” and the overtly sexual orchestral folk of “Fling”. The shadowy, aching melancholy of “Car” is easily one of Martsch’s finest moments, breaking away from a dirgey middle to a rousing finale. And on “Stab”, he howls into the void about suicide, taking the song’s last crescendo to thrashy, anxious extremes.