{$Caribou}'s {^Start Breaking My Heart} is closer to {$Elliott Smith} than {$Coldcut}, and about as stable as a bull in a china shop full of unheard copies of {^Kid A}, but this is the sort of production that niftily stands for modern solo melancholiacs with more to offer than a co-option of {@Warp} back catalogs and egregious MOR. Responsibility for {^Start} goes to Toronto's {$Dan Snaith}, a twenty-something musician whose work is both technical enough for scholastic {\jazz} ears and organic enough for acoustic traditionalists. Beats spring about but don't go all clickety-spangly. Homespun tunes swoon and sway but never whine. The work here is so good that you no longer eternally have to connect the words "{\classically} trained" with pompous incompetence. [Originally released in 2001, {^Start Breaking My Heart} was subsequently re-released after legal action from {$Handsome Dick Manitoba} forced {$Snaith} to change his billing from {$Manitoba} to {$Caribou}.] ~ Dean Carlson, All Music Guide