SARAH SMITH and ZACH PHILLIPS assemble mostly keyboard-oriented skeletal pop gems from the softest imaginable bones. Sarah Smith sings like a torchier version of the Young Marble Giants' Allison Stratton, singing lost fragments from the Randy Newman Songbook. Smith's guitar playing seems effortless but planned out with a true heart. It's an incredible combination that always pulls itself back from the brink of potential cutesy-pieness with genuinely unexpected moves and a fully brilliant manner of constructing songs. A surrealist cocktail masterpiece