On the first taste of the follow-up to 2009’s meticulously gorgeous Veckatimest, the Jay-Z-approved indie band sends a bolt of electric guitar cutting through a summer storm of synths and unsettled percussion. “I can’t help myself,” sings Daniel Rossen, the higher-pitched songwriting yin to founder Ed Droste’s yang, before a ravishing, fingerpicked acoustic breakdown settles in. What’s he going on about? Bet you won’t mind listening 10 more times to figure it out.