14 Songs, 53 Minutes

EDITORS’ NOTES

Chamber pop, indie folk, baroque pop—however you want to label The Mysterious Production of Eggs, it's undeniably gorgeous. Andrew Bird’s vocals, all drowsy and blue, live inside arrangements that unfold like landscapes in miniature; they somehow manage to be both vast and tiny. Amid crying violins, fluttering whistles, and twinkly percussion, Bird’s cryptic wordplay worms its way deep into your consciousness. You’ll find yourself repeating odd little phrases, like “I want to drill a tiny hole into your head,” for weeks on end.

EDITORS’ NOTES

Chamber pop, indie folk, baroque pop—however you want to label The Mysterious Production of Eggs, it's undeniably gorgeous. Andrew Bird’s vocals, all drowsy and blue, live inside arrangements that unfold like landscapes in miniature; they somehow manage to be both vast and tiny. Amid crying violins, fluttering whistles, and twinkly percussion, Bird’s cryptic wordplay worms its way deep into your consciousness. You’ll find yourself repeating odd little phrases, like “I want to drill a tiny hole into your head,” for weeks on end.

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Ratings and Reviews

4.8 out of 5
17 Ratings

17 Ratings

Humanwithears ,

Music History

The most underated album of its time! Innovative yet familiar. A mix of modern alternative, folk, and poetry that only the eclectic can appreciate. Bird is a genius.

visionoflove ,

Perfection

LOVE this album. Fake Palindromes has been on repeat on my playlist for days.

spooky.ghost ,

terrific!!

I honestly wish more people would listen to this album!! it's perfect

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