Mature listeners will appreciate McCready’s prayerful struggle to resist sexual temptation on “Ten Thousand Angels.” “All That I Am” appreciates and pledges devotion to a caring man (“You bring out what’s inside of me . . . I love the way you understand all that I am”). Temporary separation of the “tough love” ilk motivates “Maybe He’ll Notice Her Now” and “Without Love.”
With tit-for-tat irresponsibility, “Guys Do It All the Time” finds the artist imitating her man’s carousing. “It Ain’t a Party” celebrates social drinking at the local honky-tonk.
With a sweetly pleasing voice akin to Music Row predecessors Faith Hill, Sylvia and Marie Osmond, 20-year-old McCready confidently belts out some tunes with positive themes. Self-control. Self-respect. If only she (and her many peers in the business) could resist defaulting to watering-hole anthems that promote alcohol use.
