Miranda Lambert, ‘Revolution’ (Columbia Nashville)

The revolution this 25-year-old attempts on her sprawling third album is mainly sonic — guitar noise and booming drums out of garage and grunge, alternating with patches of soft-focus atmosphere that would slot her as alt-country if she wasn’t blessed with a vivacious, platinum-selling voice. But Lambert is still at her bubbliest playing a guntoting, wisecracking, catfighting gal next door who cusses like a sailor, or at least brags that she does, plotting revenge on lying boyfriends and town hypocrites — preferably at cowpunk tempo.




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