By Chris Willman
Updated January 31, 1997 at 05:00 AM EST

Not since, well, Billy Corgan’s last opus has anyone used dusk-to-daylight imagery as expansively as on Bruce Cockburn’s 23rd album. As a famously spiritual sensualist who feels ”at home in the night but hungry for dawn,” this politico-romantic masterfully evokes night as a cloak of comfort and corruption both. And if he throws murderers and land mines into The Charity of Night, it makes his juxtaposed joie de vivre more vital.

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