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The Idiot's Genius - Andrew Bird's Bowl of Fire



     
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Viridian green
Was the color that triggered
The relapse that brought on
The idiots geniusViridian green was
Mossy and seamlessThe insidious dream
Was white lighted arenas
Intolerable boredom
That washed, peeled and cored him
Incalculable fear, invertible spheresInsidious dream was
The idiots genius
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Forget the violin. Forget the classical background. As troubadour Andrew Bird puts it, “At this point the violin just happens to be the instrument I have on hand to make the sounds that I hear. I like to abuse it and pull as many sounds out of it as I can.” Bird is a masterful and intuitive singer / songwriter, and what he does while performing—alternately plucking and bowing his violin, then immediately sampling the results, layering the sounds with guitar, whistling, glockenspiel and vocals—bears little resemblance to what most people might expect.

Read more about Andrew Bird's Bowl of Fire on Last.fm.


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Andrew Bird's Bowl of Fire