On Noah's Ark, I see the unmistakable signs of a genius that can overcome foul pub.  Full text...

It's a magical tour led by two terrible angels. Get it and fall under the spell. It'll be all the rage in the local covens this year.   Full text...

Are you strong enough for the likes of Bear Hides and Buffalos, which contains the lines "naked bronze trembling queen stolen from Egypt/ buried in England/ island of the blue dolphin"?  Full text...

It's an alternate reality, the kind of place artists aspire to live in; a Lewis Carroll universe filled with animal noises, operatic background vocals, and random children's toys used as instruments.  Full text...

It is a record designed to make believers out of its fans, and is certainly not for the faint-spirited or fickle.  Full text...

This isn't an album for walking the streets to or for throwing on at a party, but one for the bedroom, both soft and dark all at once, very young and yet terribly old.  Full text...

Songwise, the sisters are still at the same place: lazily plucked guitars, random toy instruments, drum machines, and Sierra's former operatic range attempting to wrap itself around Karen Dalton.  Full text...

Certainly not an album to dance to or to play at parties, Noah's Ark is rather bedroom listening.  Full text...

Obviously, these aren't major changes, but for a group that defined themselves so successfully the first time around, drastic change would be premature -- and gratuitous.   Full text...

Just as the cover art depicting unicorns having sex is excessive, so too is the music.  Full text...

Their second album is a fragmented picture of love and death, full of whinnying horses and whining vocals.  Full text...

Here we remove the rouge only to find dust, emaciated skeletons of songs that sound not so much played as exorcised.  Full text...