This album, like Amy Rigby’s previous offerings, provides a sometimes scathing, often funny look at middle-aged post-divorce singledom. From the brash bombs dropped by songs like “Balls” to the heartbreak of “Stop Showing Up in My Dreams” and “Sleepin’ With the Moon,” this recording shows an artist who has been around the block a few times but at the end of the day feels pretty comfortable in her own skin. – Stacia Proefrock