Real Estate are a rock band that doesn’t rock, because rocking would be too unchill. Instead, they lilt, shimmer, and drift. More reverb and they’d drown; more pep and they’d soundtrack commercials. They have a singer, but it’s the guitars — part garage-surf, part music box — that tie the sound together. Oh, and they play with some precision now — lame, but it makes them believable. Real Estate’s gift is that they either don’t overthink their melodies or they can’t, and the simplicity contrasts with their steady, dreamy atmospherics: instant nostalgia for an angst-free generation.