All That We Let In

Can the record industry be entirely the profit-monster it's cracked up to be if the Indigo Girls are still practising their feminist activism on a major label? This is the acoustic duo's ninth album of politics-by-stealth, and not much has changed in the execution. Their Georgia origins can still be heard in their honey-coated harmonies, and the occasional wacky touches (such as a nice recorder solo on the knockabout Heartache for Everyone) and painstakingly inclusive world-view distinguish them from new kids like the Dixie Chicks. The cascading vocal lines on Fill it Up Again, in which Amy Ray and Emily Saliers elegantly fit round each other's delicate altos, competes for most poignant moment with the intensely tender Free in You.

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