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Andrew Bird is like the tortellini that has sat in marinara sauce overnight: it’s just the gift that keeps on giving, even when you forgot about the tortellini because it was in the back of the fridge. Except that pasta goes bad after a week. And Andrew Bird doesn’t. I guess this metaphor doesn’t work. Don’t eat the tortellini. Do listen to this song.
Andrew Bird: The Trees Were Mistaken
