"After all the gruelling, purging, razor-edged confessions of addiction and abuse that made her name, the opening brace here finds Gauthier luxuriating in love over warm, woody, Band-inspired music, the Hammond rising up like smoke, and happiness making her voice soar and spread like the sun ... Gauthier's singing (...) blooms, holding on to syllables as if they're the late beloved in the elegy "How Could You Be Gone", or sensually streching words that miss her lover's touch. Dylan in 1970 comes to mind, comforted and satisfied".