Change that “if” to “when” and Amy Ray’s latest album would be perfect, but hey: I can’t knock optimism, and the music is damn good, so maybe let’s just say who cares.
You wouldn’t know it if you read the piece, but I am something of an “ignorant clod” when it comes to Indigo Girls and Ray’s solo work; I had to brush up, because I don’t think it behooves a critic to write about a piece of art without knowing its background. If I do say so myself, I did okay!
You can read for yourself by checking out my review for No Depression.