Isobel Campbell and Mark Lanegan sound like a more tuneful take on Nancy Sinatra and Lee Hazlewood: Lanegan's gruff Leonard Cohen voice is set against lavish string arrangements, with Campbell's breathy murmurs running just beneath it, like an echo or a shadow. At first, it sounds great, but listening to this album straight through is a bore. The songs are well-crafted baroque melodramas, but all the gravelly, repeated lyrics and backup cooing gets monotonous. This is why God gave us random shuffle.