Track Listing

1. Fiery Crash
2. Imitosis
3. Plasticities
4. Heretics
5. Armchairs
6. Darkmatter
7. Simple X
8. Supine
9. Cataracts
10. Scythian Empires
11. Spare Ohs
12. Yawny At The Apocalypse

Product Details

• Amazon Sales Rank: #27586 in Music
• Released on: 2007-04-16
• Number of discs: 1
• Format: Soundtrack

Amazon.co.uk Review
Strip away the music of an Andrew Bird song, and you're left with brilliant prose ("across the great chasms and schisms and the sudden aneurysms"), vignettes about mentally fending off plane crashes, infiltrating characters like the kings of Macedonia and Lou Dobbs, and titles such as "Yawny at the Apocalyspe." It's hard to believe that, really, his music reigns, but when Bird adds understated acoustic guitars, Wurlitzer and Rhodes, and his own mesmerizing pizzicato violin, his songs take on a progressive mood all their own. The Chicago Bird's tenth album (and his debut for extraordinary Mississippi blues label Fat Possum) is perhaps his most diverse, expansive, and resourceful yet, catering to a half-dozen genres of music while exploring storylines that are naïve ("Dark Matter"), candid ("Fiery Crash"), and blatantly comical ("Armchairs"). Making no palpable effort to crack the conventional with overflowing melodies and love songs, Bird instead latches up the intellect to create tiny packages of literature that make always leave you thinking--and snapping your fingers at the same time. --Scott Holter

Customer Reviews

Not as Odd but more Uneven
When your principal instruments are violin, glockenspiel and whistling, you can be entitled to have an idiosyncratic approach to songwriting. Having recorded three albums taking in swing, jazz and rock `n' roll with his band, Bowl of Fire, Andrew Bird has moved into more restrained singer-songwriter territory with his solo albums. Armchair Apocrypha is the latest entry in that series, and the result is probably his most commercial (and, sadly, his least enthralling) album so far.

Laconic, knowing, inventive, clever ... Bird plays initially to the same audience as Rufus Wainwright, imbuing his songs with a world-weariness that is nicely undercut by his ear for melodic lines. Why, then, does he include two songs in the first three that sound like conventional guitar-driven alternative pop? "Fiery Crash" and "Plasticities" (sandwiching a song that, while strong, is a reworking of one from Bird's earlier Weather Systems album) make for a poor introduction to the new album. If commercial considerations have influenced the programming, then they have not necessarily been thought through.

With "Heretics" things settle down to a more familiar pattern, with Bird's violin taking centre stage. Things improve further with "Armchair", a long central ballad that is this album's most convincing track. The textures, built on gently revolving sounds (Bird is no stranger to the loop sampler), provide a suitably aquatic medium for a striking lyric gently supported by piano doubling. One is forcibly reminded of Rufus, not least in the fact that the brief guitar figure seems to ape the opening bar of Leonard Cohen's "Hallelujah".

Later tracks - especially the instrumentals "The Supine" and the strikingly-entitled "Yawny at the Apocalypse" - are familiar Bird territory, which existing fans will enjoy and new listeners may find revelatory. For me, the anthemic "Cataracts" (an exquisitely sad ballad) was a slow burner, and there are details to enjoy in these songs: not least the lyrics, whose dramatic alternations between the surreal and the self-consciously poetic bear comparison with those of Joanna Newsom.

At first I found this album disappointing and it is only with repeated listening that its subtleties have become clearer. Nevertheless, new listeners should probably head to The Mysterious Production of Eggs to discover Bird's unquestionable brilliance.

Album of the Year
I was lucky enough to stumble across some Andrew Bird stuff this year and boy am I glad. For me, it's probably the best album I've heard since 'Gold' (the Ryan Adams Gold that is; not Abba Gold. Mind you, it's very good too).

From a new fan
Although I know Andrew Bird's been around for a while, this is the first album that I've bought of his. His previous work didn't really appeal to me in the past (I have to admit, I had only listened to a couple of his songs though). Then I heard "Heretics" and I was instantly hooked. I had to purchase the album and I'm glad I did, 'cos this album doesn't disappoint. Plasticities is actually one of my favourites, along with Heretics, Armchairs and Cataracts. I now plan to purchase the rest of his back catalogue.