You Can't Have Everything
Etichetta: Capitol Nashville
"Little White Church," the overwhelming centerpiece here, a holy-roller stomp with blues-rock guitars and a woman holding out for her wedding ring, preceded this album by several months. There are two good train tracks, the louder of which borrows a title from Soul Asylum and closing riff from T. Rex and concerns messing up while escaping out west. "All the Way Down" does a groovy Fleetwood Mac sway. The rest is mainly lush uplift and sweet coed harmony -- some a cappella, some bluegrass, most ditching LBT's earlier edge and hitching Lady Antebellum's ride into Adult Contemporary Land.