Warming up Ryan Adams' fans at a Cleveland show last year, Rachael Yamagata dealt with no fewer than three hecklers -- one of whom she accused of being reason enough for her to give up on men altogether. Then she turned the crowd on him. Despite the interruptions, she nailed every one of the jazzy, piano-driven ballads that have earned her comparisons to Fiona Apple. Yamagata and Apple both zealously inhabit the role of woman scorned, but while Apple has made herself a mouthpiece for the downtrodden woman, Yamagata admits her own culpability. She doesn't just play the angry blame game -- and more important, she wants to love and be loved in return. You hear it in the way her fingers dance across the keys and pound out notes, and the way she bends her smoky voice. Just don't piss her off.