Like the albums by Seahaven and Boat in 2014 and 2013 respectfully, this is my personal favorite album that I don't have the guts to put atop my best of the year list. Ivy Tripp covers a lot of emotional ground in 38 minutes. I hope to get Rhiannon to appear on a Podcast in the coming days and ask her what the songs on this record invoke from her as a woman... as a man, I kinda feel like I'm intruding in a space I shouldn't be in. It kinda gives me the same feeling I got when I heard the Julie Ruin nearly 20 years ago...