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A versatile vocalist and an artful songwriter, Carolyn Dawn Johnson ups the ante on her vibrant sophomore effort, Dress Rehearsal. She dots the soundscape with jittery fiddles, wailing '70s-'80s rock guitar, and furious percussion, and she's up to the vocal challenge posed by the aggressive musical support. Not only is Johnson projecting more personality than she did on her impressive debut, 2001's Room with a View, but she's also trucking out a bluesy, Deana Carterlike voice on a few cuts, and it's positively ingratiating. Philosophically, Johnson, who co-wrote 11 of the 12 songs here, reveals a pronounced self-doubt/self-affirming yin-yang that lends an interesting layer of meaning to this state-of-the-art mainstream production. In the title song, she advances a message of determination to live fully in the moment, as the music builds from a gentle shuffle in the verses to soaring, proud declamations in the chorus. On "God Doesn't Make Mistakes," to the lilting strains of acoustic guitar and pedal steel, Johnson sings forcefully of accepting who you are in every dimension, physical and otherwise. She gets feisty on the biting rocker "Squeezin' the Love Outta You," where she spits out a confrontational vocal aimed at a reluctant lover she's ready to dump. On a more sensitive note, "We Talked" is a warm, tender valentine to a couple resolving problems by keeping the lines of communication open, a strategy celebrated in choruses that build from a lilt to a powerful, guitar-rich crescendo. In "Head Over High Heels," with its fiddles working at a frantic pace and its electric guitars twanging and screaming jubilantly, Johnson exults in an ebullient declaration of all-consuming love. Dress Rehearsal, indeed -- this sounds like the real show. It should be a hot ticket. David McGee, Barnes & Noble