Review: Arcade Fire, ‘The Suburbs’: Aidin Vaziri | Arcade Fire’s previous album caught the band in a moment of chest-puffing swagger, ready to take on the world and make an immense racket while doing it. This one represents the comedown. Six years after emerging from Montreal with the rapturous, beautifully disorienting debut, “Funeral,” the seven-piece band seems to have settled into a serene groove. Hushed and contemplative, “The Suburbs” doesn’t have the same sweeping impact of 2007’s epic “Neon Bible,” but it shows reassuring signs of growth. On the title track, the group’s lanky front man, Win Butler, croons, “I want a daughter while I’m still young/ I want to hold her hand/ And show her some beauty before all this damage is done/ But if it’s too much to ask/ Then send me a son.” Even as the band’s songs become more subdued, its taste for melodrama runs high.