On paper, Swan Lake are an art rock obsessive's wet dream: a power trio composed of three of Canada's most critic-friendly indie songwriters, Dan Bejar, Spencer Krug and Carey Mercer. But in practice, the project comes off as a case of too many captains, not enough soldiers. The songs here are saturated with detail: ornate swirls of neoclassical lyrics, melodies that slither, then loop in on themselves, layers of sonic textures and feral noises. And too often, tunes with good bones cave in under that weight. The Partisan But He's Got To Know is based on a neat near-R&B skeleton, but superfluous vocals and overbearing "quirky" effects get in the way. City Calls is contrived choral cacophony that, in Xiu Xiu's hands, could be developed into noise offset by negative space; here, it just sounds messy. When individual personalities are given room to breathe, as on the Krug-anchored ballad All Fires, you appreciate Swan Lake's strengths, but for the most part Beast Moans suffers from a surfeit of ideas.