Andrew Bird

With Bobby Bare Jr. Monday, January 15, at the Beachland.

By Mikael Wood on Wed, Jan 10, 2007 at 4:00 am

Andrew Bird

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An erstwhile member of those zany and underappreciated swing revivalists the Squirrel Nut Zippers, Chicago art-folk crooner Andrew Bird has crafted a series of appealing records on which he strikes a delicate balance between eccentricity and accessibility -- something more indie singer-songwriters should strive for.

2005's The Mysterious Production of Eggs, Bird's best and most recent disc, features a wealth of ghostly acoustic-guitar picking as well as some surprisingly impressive whistling. In March, he'll release Armchair Apocrypha, Bird's debut for the blues label Fat Possum (he previously recorded for Ani DiFranco's Righteous Babe imprint). So expect a preview of some of the new material, which should also show off Bird's savvy with live loops and digital-delay technology.