Q: Are you there, God? It's me, and I'd love a margarita.

A tangy sip of new Andrew Bird.

A: Do you ever feel like God takes requests? Two days ago, I was thinking to myself how it'd been nearly two years since Andrew Bird's fabulously excellent The Mysterious Production of Eggs dropped into our lives; and how exciting it was that we might be due for follow-up.

Last night, the follow-up magically appeared, like so much mana from the sky. It's called Armchair Apocrypha, and You Ain't No Picasso has a preview; I'll try to get another sample up later today (along with a cut from the new Bright Eyes EP).

One of the best things about the modern era of music is the fact that new albums can appear completely out of the blue. It's not like Michael Jackson could have released a new LP in 1986 without telling anyone in advance. It's very exciting. I'm excited. Get excited, people.