“All *Yankee Hotel Foxtrot* squealing aside, it's never a particularly promising sign when the peripheral circumstances surrounding a record begin to supercede the actual songs, and crooner Rosie Thomas has enough well-documented, extraneous quirks to distract just about anyone from the song-to-song content of her sophomore album.
It started in 2002, when Thomas' debut, *When We Were Small*, inadv”
