As evidenced by his 2003 release, Sloppy Doctor, the Pembroke Pines rapper is many things -- angry, witty, hopeful, hopeless, overstimulated, skeptical -- but conventional he ain't. Check a sampling of the four-minute, post-apocalyptic verbal symphony "When Happening:" "Humans think that they can master telepathy by feasting on the dolphins trapped in Bumblebee cans... Need is an emotional product of greed... Living for experience and loving every second of the turmoil and the fireworks and labeled as a jerk... Ice cream cones restore happiness... So get the shovel and the toaster -- we're headed for the backyard." Intriguing? Yes. Normal. Uh-uh. Within that song alone, several different movements usher in downtempo beats, grindcore noise, a few singalong verses, a yawning drone, and a snippet of Alan Ginsberg reading his beat epic Howl.
Bleubird's loopy, hyperintelligent stream of consciousness teeters against dark, blip-hop beatscapes and twitchy, ominous atmospherics. His offbeat meter and imperfect rhyme style is a close cousin of the avant-rappers of Oakland, California's Anticon label. Anticonners Alias and Sole, in fact, make appearances on the album, Sole speak-rapping on one track and Alias producing the skittering, ominous "Bobmalisdada." Bird's delivery maintains a common thread through each number as he flips through subjects like an ADD psychologist discussing Readers' Digest. Funny, disturbing, and dense, this is far from average hip-hop, and while it won't have you nodding your head, it will leave you scratching it.
Bleubird plays with Souleye and other local hip-hop DJs and MCs at 9 p.m. Saturday, February 27, at Ray's Downtown, 519 Clematis St., West Palm Beach. Tickets cost $5 at the door. Call 561-831-1577.