Fruit Bats (Solo): fruitbatsmusic.com

An evening with, Special solo show, no opener

Seated, all ages, bar w ID

Baby Man, the new album by Fruit Bats, is like nothing else in Grammy-nominated songwriter Eric D. Johnson’s catalog. Little in the arc of his career—including Fruit Bats’ evolution from home recording project to rollicking roadshow, his solo output, and his work with Bonny Light Horseman—points the way to this album, in which his only accompaniment, aside from the occasional blush of synthesizer, is a guitar or piano. Save for producer Thom Monahan, reuniting with Johnson for the first time since Fruit Bats’ 2019 breakthrough Gold Past Life, it’s just Johnson in the room, meaning that when the turntable’s needle meets Baby Man’s groove, it’s just him and the listener, mutually in for a reckoning.

Working with Monahan in the past pushed Johnson to new sonic vistas, evidenced by a songbook of sprawling, ornately detailed crowd-pleasers. When Johnson produced Fruit Bats’ 2023 album A River Running to Your Heart, Monahan served as a sounding board, and their reunion started in a similar vein, with Johnson asking to borrow a microphone or two for a project that was just starting to take shape. One conversation led to another, and Baby Man came into being: an ambitious take on the sketchbook album where everything—lyrics and music—had to be newly written and recorded from scratch, everything he’d been cooking to that point left at the door. Every morning began with an empty page, every night concluded with a new song, sometimes two or three new songs, each of them terrifyingly beautiful.

Monahan’s return to the booth was vital: having mapped the outer limits of Eric D. Johnson’s musical imagination, nobody was better equipped for the deepest trip yet into his soul. Baby Man is an intimate album, but rather than deliver a stripped-down or back-to-basics approach to the Fruit Bats sound, its introspection is rendered at epic scale. “It’s minimalist-maximalism,” Johnson says of his and Monahan’s approach. “There are fewer tracks on each song—four or five at most compared to recent albums where there’d maybe be five tracks on a song just for synths—but this is me at my most hi-fi.”

What he and Monahan do to striking effect on Baby Man is explore the full power and range of his voice. Pushed forward in the mix, Johnson’s vocals—a showstopping element of his craft—have new purpose and depth on Baby Man, breathing life into some of the rawest songs he’s ever written into being, actively finding the heart in the lyrics sometimes just hours after they’d been penned. A text sent to Monahan one morning—“I’m just trying to write a couple more songs”—later becomes the first line of “Puddle Jumper,” a finger-picked heartbreaker whose only competition for the crown of Most Emotionally Devastating Fruit Bats Song is the other eight Johnson originals on this album.

“Stuck in My Head Again” finds Johnson pouring himself out over his guitar, his voice alternately contemplative and softly raging, straining to keep the reverie he conjures from his delicate playing from crumbling beneath the weight. It and opener “Let You People Down” are what Johnson refers to as the album’s “mission statements,” songs about love and loss and disappointment, “about how a life can get lived and wisdom can be gained, but how there’s always going to be more to learn.” It’s all there in the lyrics, but what’s striking is how Johnson processes them, how, in a room where the only heart laid bare is his own, he is at once self-effacing and tender.

“It’s about a lot of things and it’s about rebirth,” Johnson says of title track “Baby Man,” which is slippery and true to the song and album, its dark night spent contemplating his place in life bleeding into other nights where he found himself thinking about the Los Angeles wildfires, his neighbor’s new dog, his own dog (about which he wrote the staggering “Creature from the Wild”), his songs, and songs he’s always loved. Again and again, Baby Man sees Johnson ask a central question: Is any of this worth it? The album itself is the answer, a resounding “yes” against the pain and struggle Johnson surfaced from to record it.

At times it feels as if there is no horizon on Baby Man, barely a room beyond the space Eric D. Johnson occupies. Then the intensity of this gaze is broken—by a creaking chair, by a pattern thumped against a guitar, by the gentle twinkle of a synth, by a particularly gorgeous couplet—and suddenly one is grateful just to be in that space with him.

There are no Fruit Bats albums like Baby Man. None until this point have demanded this kind of attention. It’s a linchpin in Johnson’s career, one that not only opens Fruit Bats up to a thrilling future but recontextualizes his past, arguing that he is one of his generation’s great singer-songwriters and will be for some time to come.

6:30p doors, 7:30p show

All ages, mostly seated main floor

Bar w/ ID + snacks including various non-alcohol options

Note:

- First 3 songs, no photos please

- All pro photographers must be approved in advance please, silent shutter only.

- No video.

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ABBEY ARTS EVENT INFO:

Washington Hall is ADA accessible. Please email with questions and for accommodations.
Service animals as defined by the ADA are allowed. Service animals are defined as dogs that are individually trained to do work or perform tasks for people with disabilities.
We have a mix of chairs, balcony seats, and standing room in back.
Seating is not reserved or guaranteed, unless noted.
Please refrain from talking or texting during the show.
No video from the seating area please.
Please limit photos during the show so as to not distract other attendees from the experience.
We are an all ages venue. Kids 10 & under are free at Abbey Arts concerts & arts events unless noted.
Entering the venue indicates agreement to adhere to the Abbey Respect Policy. All are welcome.

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