The day after my epiphany, Oh Comely appeared through my letterbox. An inspiration in itself, I am sure that a later post will be dedicated to this wonderful magazine. However, what caught my eye in this particular issue was a stunning photo of a musician named Andrew Bird. Testament to the wonderful writing of contributors such as Victoria Watts, it was the headline that grabbed my attention:
if no one else breaks your heart break it yourself
andrew bird talks about social anxiety and nature’s feedback loops
At the time of reading I did not realise that the first part referred to one of his song lyrics from the gorgeous Break It Yourself album. But it was the reference to social anxiety that struck me. The way it was written in such a matter-of-fact way making it sound so (dare I say it?) normal. It was refreshing. We are all familiar with the notion of the tortured soul creative. But this struck me as something different. Something more accepting. In fact, on reading the article it suddenly made sense.
He says that a journalist recently told him he was self-conscious during an interview. “I thought, ‘You fucking do eight interviews in a row and try not to be self-conscious.’”
That explains it then.
I mentioned in my previous post that my epiphany came from a TED talk by Tavi Gevinson. Reading on, I discovered that Andrew Bird also did a TED ’talk’ called ‘Andrew Bird’s one-man orchestra of the imagination’ - opening with a hypnotic musical piece on his very own (perhaps more complex) wee bastard pedal.
Note the joined up nature of my inspirations.
Having read about Bird’s new appreciation of clichés, because
there’s a reason why they are clichés: they make sense
and the writer’s promise of a ‘vulnerable album’ there was only one thing to do: download instantly.
I was not disappointed. It’s beautiful. The violin complements Bird’s almost haunting voice perfectly, making sense of his quote
The violin is just the easiest way I have to express what’s in my head. I’ll just fully, unconsciously do whatever it takes to make that sound happen.
And the lyrics - not overly clichéd, it must be said - are stripped back to produce a Sunday morning album reminiscent of Beirut. This is my favourite kind of album and be assured that this morning Bird’s latest album will feature in my waking music.
In my inspirational endeavour, I thank Andrew Bird for his observation that
reckless curiosty is what the world needs now.
Long may my inspirational musical journey continue.
Photo courtesy of Yenna.