An album that could have just as well been titled The Two Sides of Patty Waters, divided between seven short, almost minimal, whispery piano ballads and the 13-minute outburst of "Black Is the Color of My True Love's Hair," in which
Waters unveils her arsenal of vocal improvisations. Building from haunting, barely audible moans to angst-ridden bleats, it is the performance that established her as a vocal innovator, albeit one that was too edgy for most listeners. ~ Richie Unterberger