Working, as they did on “Fuego,” with producer Bob Ezrin, guitarist Trey Anastasio, keyboardist Page McConnell, bassist Mike Gordon and drummer Jon Fishman whittle down the magic they routinely conjure in concert to its fat-free core. There are no lengthy solos here, and only one song that exceeds the 5-minute mark, album-closer “Petrichor,” a multi-section piece in line with past triumphs like “Time Turns Elastic,” The Divided Sky” and “You Enjoy Myself.” Several of the songs – “Breath and Burning,” “No Men In No Man’s Land,” “Blaze On” “Miss You” – were prominent features of last summer’s tour, and as is the band’s in-concert wont, often turned into vehicles for lengthy improvisations. But with Ezrin at the helm, the songs are granted a richly layered production, and because Phish’s reach has long exceeded its grasp in the vocal arrangement department – they write ambitious vocal harmonies that they rarely pull off in concert without one of the 4 singers drifting out of tune – the studio versions become something singular, something you don’t get when you see Phish live. Witness the gorgeous unaccompanied vocals harmonies that conclude McConnell’s proggy power-pop churner “Home,” the all-in rousing chorus of “Blaze On,” and the vocal counterpoint peppering Gordon’s lovably bizarre “Waking Up Dead.”