This came out in 2000 — or at least that’s when I got it. Here’s what I said about it back then (with some minor editing):
This prime contender for Coolest Album Title of All Time comes from L.A. trio Shivaree, led by a singer-songwriter whose own handle is just as wonderfully improbable: Ambrosia Parsley.
And just as the CD cover isn’t capable of holding the whole title, the divine Ms. Parsley’s abilities can barely be contained on this beguiling disc. With a delivery as intoxicating as her first name and a voice reminiscent of Rickie Lee Jones, Parsley — who swears that’s her real name — saunters through a Beckish, jerry-built jungle-gym of clanking folktronica, imaginatively plinked, plonked and plucked by players whose resumes include stints with Tom Waits and Exene Cervenka. By the time you get past the seductive vibrato spy-jazz of Goodbye Moon, the junky funk of Pimp and the sweet sendoff of Arrivederci, you won’t care what her real name is.
