Imagine Thom Yorke’s ‘The Eraser’ if its creator was not a put-upon poet of the apocalypse from rainy Oxford, but a lovelorn college geek from California, and you’ve got ‘Dumb Luck’. Postal Service man Jimmy Tamborello’s second Dntel album is sunny West Coast indie pop swathed in – and sometimes suffocated by – a duvet of electronic fuzz. A litany of guest vocalists including Conor ‘Bright Eyes’ Oberst and Jenny ‘Rilo Kiley’ Lewis swing through Dntel’s revolving doors but rather than bring clarity to the situation, they all tend to get lost in the fog. It’s a bit like twiddling the dial on an FM radio, underwater. On morphine. ‘Dumb Luck’ will numb the pain for an hour, but you’ll be buggered if you can remember anything about it afterwards.