There's been buzz around the band The Bird and the Bee recently. And I am sure that with the release of their first commercial CD tomorrow there will be plenty of journalists/bloggers jumping on the buzz/bee play-on-words wagon. In any case, lucky recipient of a promotional advance CD that I am, my daughter and I have been bopping around the house for many days now to Bird and Bee, which recorded a CD of joyful smooth pop, with some angry lyrics, such as are found in the song "Fucking Boyfriend." A "smart" production." (My husband likes them, too, but he doesn't really bop around the house.)