Rickie Lee Jones
Balm In Gilead

This is greatness: an album of beauty and consequence in an age of increasing ugliness and inconsequence. Perhaps the most remarkable aspect of it is ...

If a musical career spans a period of thirty years, there's bound to be ups and downs along the way. Rickie Lee Jones has always insisted on making he...

It’s astonishing to think that Rickie Lee Jones would turn out an album this organic and free of cynicism 30 years after her debut with the star-makin...

If, at some point in the future, a bizarre, all-encompassing data accident wipes out all records of exactly when each American president held office, ...

Rickie Lee Jones is a jackdaw and a rootless musical wanderer. Each new album finds her conceptually in a different place, usually on a different labe...

Balm in Gilead opens with a song called “Wild Girl”. Combining massed harmony vocals, doo-wop finger snaps, and skeletal jazz guitar chords, Rickie Le...

This is a big year for Rickie Lee Jones: It's the 30th anniversary of the release of her self-titled debut album, which won her critical acclaim a...

Jones was the most delicately luminous talent produced by the West Coast scene of the 1970s. When she's good she changes the very light; when she's ba...

I worried that Rickie Lee Jones's 13th album might involve an extension of the overtly Christian ruminations of 2007's unsatisfying The Sermon On Expo...

When she started work on this album, Rickie Lee Jones was faced with the problem of how to progress from her last, The Sermon On Exposition ­Bouleva...