“It’s just the sort of mood I’m in,” sings Marianne Faithfull. “Burning moonlight, like fire, like food.” It is wonderful to hear the late, great troubadour sing to us again, just a ...

Moonlight Concessions is a heartfelt melancholy, a disciplined belligerence, an impression of their world window obscured by swamp gas and a glaring west coast sunlight, blinding and choking with ...