It’s difficult to overstate the mousey Postal Service vibe-intentional or not-that runs through the debut album from Canadian singer/producer Thomas D’Arcy (a.k.a. Small Sins). Earnest, romantic lyrics that sound test-marketed for the indie demographic paired with shimmering electronic beats beg to be measured against the famous Death Cab-associated electronic tag-team. But Small Sins isn’t just a straight reproduction of Jimmy Tamborello’s glitch-ridden soundscapes. Instead, D’Arcy weaves the occasional acoustic guitar line into a series of bubbling beats and his own cooing, occasionally pained, vocals, which are glibber than Ben Gibbard’s. It’s a more rocking, less synth-obsessed album that will suffer more from comparisons than any egregious faults of its own.