The New York Times stanning for Irvine:
"At the end of the new Kelly Clarkson album it finally arrives: a song worth all the fuss. It’s called “Irvine,” and it’s a gentle prayer, sweetened by a strummed guitar, a ghostly hint of pedal steel and (every now and then) a digitized string section. Her voice breathy and soft, the edges rounded by vibrato, Ms. Clarkson beseeches the Almighty: “Are you there watching me?/As I lie here on this floor.”"
for the iconic My December track of the millennium
