The good news? Unlike the band's friends in the Theater Fire, Mara Lee Miller and Co. didn't have to wait seven months to get the treatment.
The bad? Well... it's a 4.6. And, uh, it's not one of those reviews where the author just slaps a low number on there for credibility's sake. Writes Pitchfork's Matthew Perpetua:
Too often Miller seems like a talented character actress who has somehow been cast in a lead role against type, and the very qualities that would make her charming and memorable in a smaller role become unflattering when exposed to too much spotlight.
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To Perpetua's credit, that's about as solid and coherent a criticism as you're bound to find on the site. And one hell of a backhanded compliment, too, which, on some level, is to be admired.
But his earlier description of Miller, where he calls her "Texas' answer to Portishead vocalist Beth Gibbons"? That's a little mystifying.