The first half of Blue Moon is a striking rumination on loneliness. Because the music is easygoing and appealing in the mode of early- ‘90s country, it is easy to miss the considerable pain of the lyrical content. The narrators of “The Lonely,” “Lucky Me” and “Closin’ Time at Home” are stationed in isolated places: unfamiliar time zones, cold apartments, strange bars. Modern country catches a lot of criticism for being lightweight, but the opening lines of “A Woman’s Touch” are as disconsolate as anything that ever flowed from the pen of Hank Williams: “Lately I've been lookin' through the windows of my soul / And I can see there's not much left to hold / Just an empty space surrounded by the pieces of / A badly broken heart that's forgotten how to love.” The second half of the album switches gears, as the loneliness of the opening songs morphs to the excitement, and trepidation, of newfound love in “She’s Gonna Get It” and “Me Too.” The album’s final song appears to summarize Keith’s worldview, as “Hello” sets in motion the same process of breakup and isolation.