H, 1951: A fantastic album. A wonderful supporting cast of musicians. A tasteful mix of blues, dixieland, and contemporary songcraft, including the classic “Under the Falling Sky” by Jackson Browne. Great guitar work by Bonnie and others. But Bonnie’s vocals are the highlight. She’s one of very few interpreters I know who can handle such a broad range of material and thoroughly own each song, not just using her voice to express the songwriter’s intentions, but instead using the compositions to express different facets of her own authentic self. Every track is worthwhile, and each has a unique feel. The album ends with what is, for my money, the definitive rendition of “Love Has No Pride.” I recently read a comment made by one author on another’s work, saying “You can’t write any better without showing off,” and this is a fitting tribute to Raitt on this transcendent cut: you really can’t sing any better than this without showing off.