The first two syllables of Dolorean's name tell you an awful lot about this Portland, Ore., band. You Can't Win, its sumptuously draggy third album, consists of 11 songs by the singer and songwriter Al James. Each inhabits a climate of oddly contented despondency: Mr. James clearly isn't interested in feeling better, though he appreciates your concern.

"I can't seem to find anything to take my mind off you," he sighs in a standout track, "Beachcomber Blues." He goes on to complain about sand in his shoe, emotional debris and "these crashing waves of truth." Somehow he sounds neither precious nor self-pitying singing these lines over a background reminiscent of Southern California folk-rock. Emil Amos plays a few sparse guitar interjections. Life goes on. Nothing resolves.

The band's hazy-beautiful sound can suggest the Jayhawks or early Wilco, though there's a clearer connection to Neil Young. (Maybe too clear, judging by a sepia-tinted waltz called "Buffalo Gal.") And while Mr. James can spin a good tale as a lyricist, he strives for extreme concision here. In You Can't Win he repeats the title phrase as a mantra, in harmony with a few other voices. They sound dreamy and resigned, at peace with defeat.

-Nate Chinen