At My Age, Nick Lowe's fourth straight utterly fantastic sad-sack country record, has a benevolent, whimsical, grandfatherly air that's both sincere and devilishly devious - a jovial wink to distract you as he reaches around to pinch your ass. Daughters, lock yourselves up: Though the Jesus of Cool's testaments are older now, he's still got sin on his mind, unoriginal as it may be. Like Akon, he wants to love you. You already know.

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