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Take Me Out To a Bar / What Am I, Gatsby? marks a deliberate pivot. The albums open, introductory chords evoke seem fit to score a scene in a Michael Haneke movie in which some stern German woman stomps down a whitewashed hallway. By the time that Chadwicks crackly soprano joins in, it figures almost as a kind of intrusion upon what had been, up until that point, a pure mood. You dont have to listen to all the lyrics, she attests. Chadwick\’s calling card since her earliest releases a jagged, one-take immediacy has been dialed back, leaving room to inconspicuously crowbar as much poeticism into the songs as she possibly could.