Ten songs, 32 minutes of sonic bliss that are destined to make this year of 2013 a powerful, low-key musical statement: such is The Ghost of Escondido, a self-described Americana album of ‘desert sex’, drenched in a pastel guitar and haunting trumpet landscape infused with the soul of Ennio Morricone and bringing to mind an update of the seminal Gram Parsons/Emmylou Harris collaborations that still linger over any alt-rock/country duo singing about heartbreak and desire.