I listen to a lot of music. I listen to a fair amount of Irish music, mostly haphazardly. Probably my favorite recorded sounds are memorable female voices (no, not Streisand among them, good Gawd!), a random sample might include early Supremes, Emmylou Harris, Renee Fleming, Etta James, Kate and Anna McGarrigle, Sleater Kinney, very early Grace Slick and, before her, the first female singer with Jefferson Airplane, Signe Toly Anderson. Given all that, how the hell did I come this far in life without encountering Dolores Keane? It's inexplicable, but all that matters in the end is to have finally stumbled on her phenomenal singing. You should too, post-haste. My first hearing was in John Prine's duets CD on A Town This Size. Then, almost immediately thereafter, I found When Irish Girls Grow Up, the best thing on Tom Russell's uneven CD, The Man From God Knows Where. On Best Of the voice is younger, with some of the songs probably more than a decade old. I find its full-throated huskiness even more attractive now, but this CD is a spectacular introduction to her work. Lion in a Cage is a vibrant Afro-beat tribute to Nelson Mandela. Most of the other songs are ballads of what we Irish do best -- longing for places and people or both that are far distant in time and space. My Love is in America, Galway Bay, Teddy O'Neill, and Far Away in Australia are the best examples. She includes three covers -- Let It Be, Van the Man's Have I Told You Lately, and Linda Thompson's Telling Me Lies. For my taste, only the latter matches up to the other tracks here. Similarly, The Island -- contrasting the horror of conflict with the personal peace of love -- is a concept which just doesn't quite come off as a song. Those, however, are quibbles too inconsequential to be even minor. Do yourself a favor and get your hands on this CD now. It will be weeks before it comes out of your player. As for me, I'll be sampling all her other work. Sometimes the later discoveries in life are the best of all.