Buried in the Suburbs easily turns over rocks that many might argue are too cumbersome to hoist. Right smack out of the gate Jamie is unwilling to blithely coexist with "our little / automatic robots / that allow us to / remain oblivious." This is a useful stubbornness, as we shamble about in a world where the things we've made have outsourced our good fortune: luck is of no consequence when we can open an app to pinpoint the arrival of rain or, quite...