I think this is a better record than most of the critics I've read have said. It's not so much about words, though there are some great lines here and there. Throughout the album, Dylan treads a fine line between bathos and banality. No, it's about sound. 'Jack Frost' has really done his time in the galleys and come of age here. It's warm, deeply human, somewhat fetid, yet bright, alive and immediate. Gone is the single coil brilliance of the Larry Campbell/Charlie Sexton period. Instead, we have the darker humbucking sound of Mike Campbell. Add to that the brilliance of David Hidalgo's accordian work, a sound that so suits Dylan it's amazing he hasn't used it more in the past, and you end up with a tight, unified sound. This is a minor collection, to be sure, but one with an overall unity which is absent from earlier Dylan albums which fall into this category. Taken on its own terms, I think it's very good indeed.