About everything I can dislike is available in this album. A girlie nosy vocalist singing like she’s going to be sixteen for ever (don’t ask me about the lyrics). A very nostalgic idea of music and sounds (like the good times of Joan Baez and Hank Williams should stay frozen forever). A rather ambiguous relation to rip off all country & folk music produced so far. But right, once you’ve emptied the beast from all its visceres, it’s easier to cook. The album will fit perfectly your new interior by Ikea, especially the retro one that mixes some 70’s plastic-orange table with the cowboy-westlife barrel-made sofa. Your choice, mine’s done already.