When I first listened to Courtney Barnett’s sophomore album “Sometimes I Sit and Think, and Sometimes I Just Sit,” I was in my car Monday afternoon.

The windows were rolled down. It felt like summer. The music was loud. I was wearing sunglasses.

I felt cool.

Courtney Barnett made me feel cool.

Where most artists back off and mellow out on their second record seeking a more folksy sound, Barnett amped it up, incorporating more punk influences into her storytelling lyrical style.

When Barnett released the album’s first single “Pedestrian at Best,” fans knew to expect a heavier, more rock influenced album. What they weren’t expecting was that it would be the perfect summertime soundtrack.

That’s not to say the old Barnett is gone though. Her signature storytelling of the everyday is back and cleverer than ever. She’s not afraid of discussing the mundane and finding both joy and sadness in its quirks.

Pair those words with her conversational tone, and listening to “Sometimes I Sit and Think, and Sometimes I Just Sit” is a lot like listening to a friend recount their average day. You can hear the smirks, the shrugs, the eye rolls and every other emotion in the way Barnett conveys the tale.

They’re relatable stories about wanting to play Sim City, saving money on lattes or switching to organic produce — reminiscent of our own thoughts and daily disasters.

Barnett’s voice and lyrical style contrast starkly with her guitar heavy melodies. At first, you’re not quite sure if it fits. It’s not the perfect mesh we’re used to artists striving for. No, it’s unexpected and sometimes abrupt, but it’s clear there’s no other way to digest Barnett.

She’s rough around the edges and definitely blunt, but there’s a poetic aspect that somehow just works.

Barnett’s second album is a strange summer soundtrack. But, it works — just like her.