Let us first distinguish between Lindy the man and Lindy the musician. The one is a gleeful oversized gnome with a penchant for random streetside hugging; the second, judging from his beautifully melancholic new disc, is a fragile fellow inspired by the brutal twinges of unrequited love and fragmented relationships. Suspension Of Disbelief is a set of epic Britrock-inflected ballads and tremulous bits of indie pop, overflowing with Lindy's unabashed sincerity and lush production. It's less folksy and grassroots than you might expect, and the radio-friendly vibe sometimes veers into bombastic U2 territory. But the bouncy singer's melodies are freakin' gorgeous, and his voice often recalls Creep-era Thom Yorke (particularly on the head-nodding Beautifully Undone), which is well suited to Suspension's navel-gazing turf.