Toronto's the Constantines are the most soulful punks around. Sure, they have rattled, Gang of Four-like rhythms and tense, Fugazi-esque textures. But these are offset with a hint of dub and Bryan Webb's brooding, nicotine-stained vocals, which sound like the heartsick morning after a drunken one-night stand. Webb even sounds hung up on fear (not love) on the track "Love in Fear," from the new, looser Tournament of Hearts. Bafflingly, the Constantines' music gets tagged "working class" -- but thankfully, there's no political ranting or Springsteen-style theatrics to diffuse the dark, tightly wound moods.