This came out in 2004 – or at least that’s when I got it. Here’s what I said about it back then (with some minor editing):
If you’re waiting for Cowboy Junkies to reinvent themselves, well, keep waiting.
These dreamy roots-pop veterans haven’t sold out or pandered to their audience yet, and they aren’t about to start with this 10th album. On most of One Soul Now, like they’ve done on most of their catalogue, the Junkies languidly swan about in a rustic, cobweb-strewn netherworld, spinning woozy grooves, melancholy melodies and tales of yearning sadness that elegantly backlight the gorgeously hushed, haunted-angel tones of Margo Timmins. Yeah, if you’re enough of a fan — or are willing to pay enough attention — you’ll notice that Michael Timmins’ guitars have a little more bite and menace this time around, and a couple of these grooves have enough of a pulse to come within a hair’s breadth of almost passing for roots-rock. But really, those are just a few new decorations on the same cake. Which is not a complaint; anyone who appreciates the Junkies for what they are and always have welcome these cuts like 10 newfound friends. And anyone who still doesn’t get it, well, guess you’ll just have to keep waiting.
