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With its covers of the Beatles and Radiohead and whimsical sonic distortions atop typically moody, intensely Romantic piano, Mehldau’s latest sounds exactly like what you’d get if you took a solitary, Sorrows of Young Werther-toting virtuouso and plunked him into the world of heroin chic. Druggy, self-absorbed, and often darkly beautiful. —Todd Kliman