As a natural male chauvinist who's simply never been able to get away with it …, I am endlessly fascinated by the varied cases the more ardent women's libbers make for themselves.

Gretchen Cryer, for instance, seems to me to be making the wrong one—or making it wrongly—in … "I'm Getting My Act Together and Taking It On The Road." Miss Cryer, of course, is the writer-singer-actress who collaborated so niftily with composer Nancy Ford on "The Last Sweet Days of Isaac," and in the fretfully defiant challenge she's issuing now she does remind you—once or twice—how lyrically intelligent, how self-assertively bold she can be. She sings the phrase "Dear Tom, yes, I always fixed your suppers" with a liquid upward thrust that's enchanting, even as you quite understand that Dear Tom has been given the heave-ho sometime past.

But here's the thorn: Miss Cryer, in...