Live Review: Andrew Bird at Union Chapel in London on 10 Nov

Whenever I try to whistle, the only sound that I manage to churn out is a cross between the sound of a baby making a raspberry and a very angry sigh. Andrew Bird however, whistles like an angel. Or (and probably more sensibly) a bird. He sings like one, too. Added to the fact that he can play the violin perfectly, amongst other hopelessly romantic instruments, he is, in fact, quite the troubadour. Sigh. 'Oh No' and 'Plasticities' were the evening's highlights, but the entire show was so captivating that it really is hard to pinpoint the grandest moments amongst so many that shone. It truly is amazing to think that one man, alone on stage, can produce the opulent enormity of an orchestra through a loop pedal and some very talented fingers. Opened by a breathtaking performance by Franco-American country-folkers Moriarty (who I am now truly in love with), Tuesday night at Union Chapel was a spectacular one, where Bird's endearing humbleness only added to his appeal. Beautiful and mindblowing. TW Buy from iTunes Buy from Amazon