Patty Griffin: C or D?

Vs. the way on some big album projects she's gone off into religious concerns which I don't always quite get (although "Mary," cogently covered on Joan Baez's The Day After Tomorrow is "covered in roses...covered in slashes," finding her (and/or Her) way through the story's edits, somewhat like everybody else.)
Also thinking of (more Scene ballot comments)

Patty Griffin, Servant of Love: Despite the title, nothing submissive about this 'un. Sometimes a dry martini prowl, sometimes more of a search party vibe, or burnished thickets of guitar, over the waves---then again, she's come to think of love, not as something heroic, but as "waves chipping at the rocks, 'til they turn to sand/I would have told you, but you never asked me." Umm, okay, maybe just as well...she started the album in a very present-tense, you-are-there sustained wish and waiting for a house on the coast…..call it Americana (nocturnal psychedelic treatments of tradition-associated frameworks, somewhat like Robert Plant's Band of Joy, which she sang in)...Also some of this seems pretty well suited for the latter-day voice of Plant, her ex. Maybe more than her own voice, actually; lots to take in here, anyway.
Later: she sounds weary sometimes, strong and resourceful always, calling in old and new configurations, always in progress, def. incl. descending melodies. So it always works out, poignancy-wise, and this may be a kind of break-up album, talking, working around it, w/o falling in.

She was great last night. Seemed more inclined to slightly odder recent stuff, maybe (a couple of times in this configuration she reminded me of Tom Waits), but she was funny and played more than a few showstoppers. "Mother of God" was the one that really got me, and that was interrupted by a flaccid microphone stand and a bunch of dick jokes before she started over again and killed it like nothing happened. Her guitarist, too, David Pulkingham ... that guy is nuts talented.

Blast, I should have gone. Missed out on Friday tix and didn't care to go out on a Thursday. I count "Mother of God" among my favorite songs of all time.