Midnight

On Midnight, everything’s come undone, often for the better. In a few places, it recalls “Tango in the Night,” Fleetwood Mac’s lustrous last (noteworthy) gasp from 1987. Ms. Potter doesn’t quite have the tragedy Stevie Nicks so effortlessly channels, but she nonetheless finds moody pockets for her voice while the band hones a chilly take on brisk rock.

Midnight might confuse (and lose) fans who have somehow missed the memo that Potter is creatively restless, but it's a boldly rhythmic step in a wild new direction. [No. 123, p.56]

Amid synth-y disco ­dalliances ("Alive Tonight") and soul-funk workouts ("Your Girl"), she leaves room for snarling riffs on "Look What We've Become" and acoustic boom on "Empty Heart," reminiscent of Sheryl Crow's "Leaving Las Vegas."

It’s a concise, hooky collection of songs with which the 32-year-old Potter has given herself chances to become bigger than ever as a solo name.

While Potter’s never sounded more assured, many of the songs are simply serviceable although not quite strong enough to ensure a status that could be considered classic.