From a 700-word review, written between meetings today:

The Fox Confessor Brings The Flood (Anti – 5 stars) abruptly raises the bar to a breed of latter-day country that’s not about loss, but rather what’s used to fill the void after the pain of that loss has long since faded. Case’s narrators, trapped by life, seek solace in dime-store remedies like envy, beauty, memory, lust, and tin-pot religion. And through it all, there’s a dim thread of self-awareness casting a melancholic shadow. But, the world of The Fox Confessor is not all vertigo and false anodyne; there’s redemption in the last two songs, though more through steely-eyed acceptance than any sort of deus ex machina.