Armchair Apocrypha I know next to nothing about this guy. He
could look like Lou Ferrigno or David Cross or Tom Wopat or
just some faceless white guy, I would have no idea. This album
seemed appealing to me, though. It's not my normal thing, per
se, with its slightly Americana lilt and stark wildlife cover
art. Turns out he's only minimally Americana, and instead is
some rootsy version of Beirut (if
such a thing could exist) or a multi-instrumentalist, silky voiced
singer songwriter. I guess not all in that genre need to play an
acoustic guitar and sound like they've been gargling carpet
tacks. Bird also attempts in his mellow way to craft subtle
melodies and layered almost old-fashioned melodies. The nice
part about the music is that it's really timeless. "Plasticities"
is a good song and the next, "Heretics," even better. It's not
music that's going to blow your mind or blow the roof off the
party, but sometimes there's nothing wrong with some melodic
and well-executed adult music to get you through an evening.
Noble Beast
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