"It feels like a stopgap. Harper explores no new territory, sonically or thematically, on the disc's seven songs; if anything, it's a stately retreat into the 72-year-old's well-trod sound. As always, his voice is alternately dream-shrouded and strident, and his fingerpicking remains fluid and supple. On "The Enemy" and "January Man", his acoustic serves as a shadowy, impressionistic backdrop as he ruminates on the past, both fictionally and confessionally. "The Enemy" dwells with melancholy sentiment on the faded specter of post-World Word II romanticism".