Nancy Sinatra doesn't want to be Debbie Harry or Marianne Faithfull or even Nick Cave. Fact is, everybody wants to be Nancy Sinatra. And, it turns out, not the Nancy of Boots and Sugartown and all those Lee Hazlewood numbers, but the Nancy who lives today, apparently undiminished in attitude. The Nancy who is, to paraphrase the Bono/Edge track they wrote for her father, two shots of tough, one shot of fluff.
The hip factor of this new disc is off the scale, which would be meaningless if it weren't for the fact that Nancy is more than up to the challenge. Calexico's "Burnin' Down the Spark" covers all the traditional bases, including the mariachi brass. There's some solid psychedelia, some grunge and garage, and Pulp's Jarvis Crocker adds two tracks. There's a truly weird, even perverse, number called "Momma's Boy" by Sonic Youth's Thurston Moore, and Pete Yorn and Morrissey are aboard. It may indeed be Frank's world, but Nancy has a wing all to herself. And in Nancy's world, Nancy rules.