"Her voice has incredible intricacies of expression, myriad details of delivery that would sound rococo if they weren't grounded on the very simple structures of the songs she sings. There is something birdlike in her quickness and precision and also in the overflowing generosity of her sound. When I heard her in concert I thought at once of Keats's famous line: her 'voice pours forth her soul abroad in such an ecstasy.' Part Bessie Smith, part Edith Piaf, part Ornette Coleman, and part Janis Joplin … her voice is always doubled back on itself, haunted and self-reflective—as though it were listening for something that is just around the corner, just out of reach, in the shadows at the edge of her sound."—Tikkun