We expect a certain brunchiness from Norah Jones' music, and even though her new album is being characterized as a more hard-edged "rock" endeavor, she's still in her comfort zone of mellow, cozy sounds that pair very nicely with mimosas and Eggs Benedict. That said, this album track co-written with Okkervil River's Will Sheff is less like a farm-fresh frittata and more like the greasy bacon and eggs you choke down at a diner at 4 a.m. after a long night of heavy drinking. The lyrics describe an awkward encounter at a bar, and feeling paralyzed in the presence of some pestering dude, and, though it's unclear what the back story with this guy could be, the ache and desperation comes through loud and clear whether he's an annoying bro or an ex with a complicated history. The guitar chords clunk along with an appealing degree of heft without overwhelming the airiness of the vocal, and the disconnect between the two elements nicely captures the feeling of staggering about in a stupor, trying to muster just enough sobriety to make it home, or keep from bursting into tears. To a certain extent the lyrics convey details that could just as well be implied in the music, but as it is, "Stuck" evokes a vivid scene and emotional state without getting overwrought or too obvious.