Andrew Bird takes off
With his new album, "The Mysterious Production of Eggs," the imaginative singer-songwriter crafts a masterpiece
Everything in Andrew Bird's song ''Masterfade" -- from the sky to soybeans -- is made of digits. The green grass is 6. June bugs are 8. At first the assignments seem arbitrary. Several spins later, the edges of perception softened by reverb-heavy whistling, it all adds up. (Full article: 1079 words)
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