Daou is the music project of Paris-based architect, musician and multidisciplinary artist Georges Daou. Born in Beirut, he moved to New York in 2014, where he honed his guitar skills at the hands of renowned jazz guitarist Dom Minasi, all the while working as an architect and pursuing various artistic projects and collaborations. Daou's collage and photography work has been exhibited in Beirut, London, Washington and New York and his 3D art has been published in leading 3D magazines and websites. His music has previously been released on labels including Owl Encounter, Ruptured and Rohs! Records.

Bluebird is a collage of sounds, a metaphor for the intricate puzzle of perception, portraying the myriad ways our experiences and memories can be reframed and reinterpreted, sometimes in a fictional way. It is an ode to the unpolished aspects of existence in a world where everything is relentlessly sanitised and filtered to a polished perfection. It embraces the cracks, the scratches, and the irregularities that weave a unique tapestry of authenticity into life's fabric.

Tape loops, crackling hiss, and the distant echo of shortwave radios are essential components that meld into the core of the lofi aesthetic, which is central to this album's atmosphere. They serve as a reminder of the passage of time and the memories that accumulate in our surroundings. Synths and sinewaves provide ambient drones which serve as a backdrop for countless intricate layers of found sound and a resting bed of chaos.

Bluebird is a musical journey that embraces the beauty within flaws, the fleeting moments, and the forgotten stories. It serves as a testament to the elegance found in the worn, the weathered, and the discarded. The album is a call to resist the allure of a pristine facade and, instead, to value the inherent beauty that emerges from life's imperfections.

The album was produced as a soundtrack to the fictional story below in which someone is yet to accept the technological evolution of life and its trends, and is still stuck in the past, filled with nostalgia and longing for the much simpler days of old:

“At nightfall, his senses alert to the shifting between wakefulness and dreams. Lost in reverie, he dreamed of fireflies, their soft glow offering a flicker of hope in the darkness. Recalling Memory I: He reflected on fragments of his father’s tales—the legend of the Bluebird, a symbol of adventure and possibility. Memories of their shared moments filled him with warmth as he embarked on his odyssey to find this holy creature, leaving behind the familiar streets of his hometown.

Recalling Memory II: A shared laugh with his mother, her voice became a comforting presence amidst the play of carillons against the wind and the uncertainty of what’s ahead.

It didn’t take him long to realise that the Bluebird was not merely a destination but a journey—a journey woven with memories, dreams, nostalgia, and the relentless pursuit of hope and tranquillity.”