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5.0 out of 5 stars
Nancy, you smart-aleck kitten, you! Rrrrowr!, July 5, 2002
This is the second and last album where Nancy has her bad-girl image. However, one can find a variety of styles from the bluesy jazz of "Not The Lovin' Kind," "The Shadow Of Your Smile," which might be a soundtrack to a nice picnic outing, a blue evening in a dimly-lit cafe, or something to play in the crib with a loved one, to the country of "Crying Time."The sass is back in the kittenish "Sorry 'Bout That" as she's been tired of being treated like an alley cat and finds someone who treats her more decently. However, the favor is returned to her in the mid-paced blues of "My Baby Cried All Night Long," where after doing the same thing as the previous song, finds that her lover has done the same with girl. She gives the moral of that song at the end: "you shouldn't be caught messin' when you shouldn't be messin', or you'll be crying all night long." Sound advice. The poetic "Time" is one of three standout ballads here. Inbetween the forlorn refrain, "Time, oh time. where did you go?" some lines from the book of life is written out. "Some people never get and some never give, some people never die, but some never live. Some folks they treat me mean, some treat me kind, but most folks just go their way, don't pay me no mind." "Sand" is another well-written Lee Hazlewood track with a Beatle-ish influenced solo in the middle. I wonder what was used in the rhythm section--it sounds like a cross between a harp and guitar. Nancy and Lee duet together as a woman whose flames of love are small to share and the man with a cold heart but free soul who sets her afire. As for cover songs, she does Buck Owens' "Crying Time," Petula Clark's "Call Me," Sonny and Cher's "Bang Bang," and Buffy Sainte-Marie's "Until It's Time For You To Go." All are done more than satisfactorily--even making "Bang Bang" into a ballad. The haunting vibrating guitar notes emphasizes the downbeat and cruel message of that song. The title track might as well be called "These Boots Are Still Made For Walkin'," as it's close to the original. However, the lyrics still have some of that old sass. "Now you ain't nothing but an old tomcat, runnin' around my house./I'll tell you something you old tomcat, you just lost your mouse." Of the other singles, "The Last Of The Secret Agents" is a comedic song about someone whose number is 0.007, even mimicking a snatch of the theme song before going into her "Boots"-like rhythm, backed with a strong brass section. How pathetic is this guy? "He's never even caught a cold." "He got his degree from Disneyland," "an underwhelming kind of sleuth, "He thinks James Bond's some kind of suit." She warns off a potential goofball suitor that she's "Lighting's Girl" and "mother rooster's hen." The teary "Until It's Time For You To Go" is a farewell song for all ages, with its string section and lyrics emphasizing they are not gods or angels, but men and women. And "Feelin' Kinda Sunday," a duet with her father, is a preview of Nancy In London.
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