Loudon Wainwright III

On his third live album, Wainwright plows through the strongest material from his post-1990
records with little more than his acoustic guitar to help him out. Throughout, the
fifty-six-year-old sounds sweet and tuneful even when he's going on about all the
debauchery that awaits him in heaven. CHRISTIAN HOARD (RS 930, September 4, 2003)

His 1993 Career Moves did the live folkie best-of as right as it's ever been done. A decade on he's more half-assed--men's-lib lite from History, redundant third "Westchester County," nothing off 2001's Last Man on Earth because his label changed (again). But with a couple of exceptions the songs were strong to start and improve in context, and there are five (out of 17) new ones--every one a winner, three played for laughs if you count "Something for Nothing," which is about file-sharing. Know what? The old fart's against it, although he's too sarcastic to come out and say so straight. Know what else? He may convince you. This is a man who's been making mincemeat out of hippie muscleheads since Timothy Leary was a visionary. (Grade: B+)