You would think merging three members of Wild Yaks, Harlem and The Siberians would make for unrivaled garage-rock upheaval, but Daytona nurses the morning hangover instead of agitating it. At first, the trio’s Storm So Long EP sounds as effortless as their untidy counterparts: guitars just sort of tumble into place over seesawing melodies and plaintive lyrics that toe the happy/sad line—happy if blaring from speakers, the saddest ever if listening through headphones. That’s the age-old secret, right? Mask the emotion with buoyant pop; then it doesn’t hurt as much.