Like a peanut butter cup, Wreckless Eric and Amy Rigby are two fine artists that go well together. She's a catchy, broad-minded folkie with a sassy wit, like Dar Williams in a sneer. He's a new wave/ punk rocker overflowing with ramshackle ne'er-do-well charm fueled by his Richman-esque earnestness/ naveté and spindly adenoidal English twang. (The title of his 1993 album The Donovan of Trash says it all.) They united musically and romantically in the mid aughts, releasing a pair of albums that raise her rock pulse (she was in the Shams) and soften his self-destructive tendencies (as on "The Downside of Being a Fuck Up"). —Chris Parker