It occurred to me this year that Sufjan Stevens may never release another album EVER AGAIN. It sure seems like that, anyway, and I’m not the only one who thinks so. But listening to Andrew Bird play live at Zoo Tunes tonight, I decided I just might be able to live with that.
Andrew Bird is brilliant.
I am in awe of his whistle. And his clap. And his ability to create layers upon layers of beautiful melody right there in front of us using a loop machine. I can’t even read and stay awake at the same time, so this kind of multitasking was inconceivable to me. It was amazing. I have a new crush, so move over Scott Berkun and Hugh MacLeod – Andrew Bird is In The House.