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Armchair Apocrypha

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Violinist and whistler crafts a surreal take on Americana.

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    Review by Elisabeth Vincentelli

    Even with a musician as prone to musical self-reinvention as Andrew Bird, you'd think that by the seventh album, he'd have revealed pretty much everything he has up his sleeve. And yet Bird manages to come out of left field with Armchair Apocrypha. Here, the usually self-reliant Bird reached out to a small group of Minnesota musicians, and, perhaps paradoxically, the resulting music only highlights Bird’s singularities, notably his surreal — both musically and lyrically — take on Americana.

    Bird’s trademark sound relies heavily on the violin and whistling (yes, whistling). On Armchair Apocrypha, these two elements help form an otherworldly ambiance, compounded by Bird’s soothing voice, obtuse lyrics and uncanny melodic sense. Even more than the Decemberists’ Colin Meloy, he can graft lyrics like “Scythian empires, horsemen of the Russian steppes/ Scythian empires, archers of an afterthought/ Routed by some Achaeans, thwarted by the Thracians” (from “Scythian Empires”) onto melodies catchy enough for a singalong.

    Elsewhere, Bird offers some of his most anthemic choruses to date on “Plasticities” and “Spare-Ohs.” Don’t expect U2 or Coldplay, however: Bird prefers pizzicato violin and that forlorn whistling to big guitars and pounding keys. The closing instrumental, “Yawny and the Apocalypse,” starts with birds singing before a ghostly violin supplants them. The effect is uncommonly spooky, suggesting, at least to this listener, the dawn of nuclear winter.

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    Review by Gregory McIntosh, All Music Guide

    With Armchair Apocrypha, Andrew Bird takes another developmental departure from his previous works, though not nearly in as drastic a fashion as his previous album-to-album jumps in style. This has become expected of Bird and is one of the merits that make each of his releases highly anticipated. Where in the past Bird has impressed listeners with his violin artistry and vocal delivery, and later his use of electronic looping and whistling, with Armchair he allows the songs to breath more on their own, using the aforementioned elements to blend into the structural integrity of the songs rather than predominately featuring each component. This is not to say his previous approaches were ineffective, but rather an observation that is one of the essential reasons Armchair Apocrypha holds together more cohesively than Bird's previous outings. Perhaps the heavy inclusion of drummer and electric pianist Martin Dosh has much to do with this cohesion; it is the first time Dosh and Bird have teamed up on a recording, though the two had been touring together with regularity for a couple of years previous to this. Dosh provides excellent propulsion as a drummer and his Rhodes/Wurlitzer playing adds a deep and dynamic warmth to the entire album. With a few other guests, most noticeably bassist Chris Morrissey's playing on five of the 12 tracks, Armchair is the first album since the 2001 release of The Swimming Hour that feels like a band playing together rather than songs built in separate layers. The majority of the album feels so much more relaxed than much of Bird's previous works, due much in part to his almost laconic vocal delivery throughout. It's the first album that captures Bird's much lauded live approach, almost as if he had hit some completely transcendental place mentally, forgotten his place in the studio, and instead just sang while in some distant reverie -- the way one sings unencumbered while washing the dishes in an empty house and, unknowingly, hones his artistic blade cleaning dirty knife by dirty knife. The most excellent example of this delivery is on the majestically sprawling "Armchairs," a complex and dynamic number that unfolds cinematically in that it entirely captures attention and does not relent through nearly seven minutes, even without a single repeating melody. It is only fitting, then, that in the first climax of "Armchairs," Bird belts out, "Time, it's a crooked bow!" over a dramatic musical descent. And he's right, the seven minutes in which "Armchairs" unfolds are so captivating, the time feels cut in half. That said, the entirety of Armchair Apocrypha does not completely have that level of looseness and adventure. "Imitosis," a reworked version of "I" from the 2003 release Weather Systems, holds some of the stiffness of Bird's previous recordings which, to be fair, did not seem so stiff before Armchair Apocrypha was released. Still, as likeable a revision as "Imitosis" is, the song feels somewhat out of place alongside the bulk of these tracks and, being the second album in a row where Bird has updated a song from Weather Systems ("Skin Is, My" from The Mysterious Production of Eggs was an update of "Skin" from Weather Systems), it is hard not to begin listening to his back catalog searching for possibly half-baked ideas. This feeling generally dissipates when listening to songs such as "Armchairs," the undeniably catchy "Plasticities" (that Bird's delivery of the chorus' lyric "We'll fight..." sounds like "Whale fight..." only makes the song more endearing), or the drum-loop based "Simple X," co-written by Dosh, but is notable enough to contemplate whether or not Bird was confident in his previous albums or simply felt inspired to remake the past. It would be negligent not to mention the careful engineering and mixing that so clearly went into the making of Armchair Apocrypha, as it is, sonically, the most pleasing work not only that Bird has done, but that has come out in some time. The guitars and electric pianos are decidedly rich in tone and though at any given moment there are endless shifting layers of vocals, violins, guitars and more, Armchair Apocrypha never feels cluttered. Certainly, this is due in part to the exceptional arrangements, but also credit is due to the wonderful placement of the instruments in the mix throughout the recording. This, in part with the further adventurous nature of Bird's developments as a songwriter and performer make Armchair Apocrypha the finest recording he has made to date, an impressive achievement considering his remarkable catalog thus far.

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