“Caitlin Cary deserves at least one review that doesn't doggedly refer to her former Whiskeytown bandmate-gone-Gap-commercial-- the eternally-jean jacketed, pinching Mick Jagger's ass in Rolling Stone, now-awkwardly ubiquitous Ryan Adams-- but it seems unlikely (red handed, here) that she'll ever get it. *I'm Staying Out*, Cary's prompt follow-up to her 2002 debut *While You Weren't Looking*, is fu”
