On her first solo album in 12 years, Marti Jones takes a softly jazzy tack on a set of elegant folk-pop tunes. Like much of her past work, You’re Not the Bossa Me is smart, highly melodic, and a little wistful around the edges. Jones—a talented painter as well as a singer/songwriter—applies a delicate touch to her music that gives these tracks a nuanced, pastel-toned quality. Her slightly smoky alto vocals on tunes like “Walking to Brasil,” “Keep It to Yourself” and “How I Became an Existentialist” bring out the subtleties in their wry, evocative lyrics, inviting comparisons with mid-period Joni Mitchell. The dreamy sway of “You Solve Me” and the percolating pang of “Kiss by Telephone” have a ‘60s retro quality that wouldn’t be out of place on a Michel Legrand soundtrack. Produced by Don Dixon (Jones' husband) and Kelley Ryan—who both contribute songs as well—the album keeps its arrangements sleek and uncluttered with gently strumming acoustic guitars, murmuring trumpets, and playful background vocals. Slow-burning and quietly sensuous, Jones’ foray into Brazilian sounds is a tropically flavored delight.