In fourth grade at Girdwood Elementary, Ava Earl had to write a self-reflection on her school performance: "What are you good at? What are your weaknesses?"

Assessing her strengths wouldn't be hard, she was an exemplary student, star runner and already showed a proclivity in music.

But there was one thing she scolded herself on, something that could cause her teachers' "mild frustration", and something, as it would turn out, for which women are typically chided for more than men.

Talking--being--too much.

That accusation became the title of Earl's latest album, her fourth, released Sept. 15