Rosanne Cash: On death and such

I haven't played it in a couple of weeks (that last marvelous Bobby Bare record is the one record I'm playing to death), but I'm pretty sure Rosanne Cash's Black Cadillac will end up in my top 10 of 2006. Like her late father's duet partner Bob Dylan, Rosanne understands that album-long meditations on death have gotta approximate an Irish wake (or, hell, Cuban if you've ever attended one) in sound if not ethos. Black Cadillac is no Love & Theft, but it's sure not Interiors either, for which we're all grateful.

Anyway, me on Rosanne Cash in The Village Voice.