"Lovingly put together. There are songs that will stick with you even after the first listen."

"Much too good to remain overlooked and underheralded."

"In music it is possible, as Zapruder Point does, to realize that the sketch captures the mood better than the finished painting ever would."

"Really smart and heartfelt and thoughtful and clever and devastating. What more can you ask for?"

"A great and dour, individual voice. Not just the sound of his voice, but his voice as in the things he writes about and how he writes about them."

"Zapruder Point have a way of molding time-tested themes into bittersweet bliss..."

"One of those once-in-a-lifetime accidents of energy that just can't be manufactured."

Ooh, he's a pensive one, he is.
Photo by Deogracias Lerma


Zapruder Point’s Backyard Birds is many things. A meditation on memories made, lost, and regained. A document of the daily struggle between weariness and mindfulness. A tug-of-war between hope and the throwing up of hands. It is a celebration of holding fast, making one’s way, showing up, and coming around.

The melodies range from the driving riff of the fight song "100X" to the sweetly melancholic "Must Have Forgotten."" "Again Again" interrupts the cheerful bounce of summer nostalgia with a wistful tone hinting at regret, blending them in the final lines. "Here Somewhere" barrels through a dozen ways of remembering even as the song trembles in the face of forgetting. And its reassurance that it’s gotta be here somewhere, evolves in the title song to ask "what’s in a name when it fades anyway?"

It is an album that rewards listening in order. Songs echo and connect; threads reemerge. The title of a song recalls an earlier lyric or predicts a later one. The losses (of words, connections, and nostalgic joys) in one song are recouped in another. Repeating phrases both lyrical and musical are nestled in unexpected corners reaching across songs in a way that reminds us of the persistence of connection.

Backyard Birds is an album that invites us to follow it past the surface of one who, in the words of "Up and Back," is "suffering so well." It reminds us of the dis-ease and disease that plagued 2019, 20, and 21. But it also urges us to wait on a patch of sun, to dive and to rise, and, in the closing song, to remember "the air that we happily share" – if not always, at least "for now."


Zapruder Point's songs are in the ballpark of Elliott Smith, Colin Meloy, and Ben Gibbard. Only he doesn’t play guitar as well as Elliott, and he’s maybe half as smart as Colin, and he’s pretty sure he’ll never write anything as good as "I’ll Follow You Into the Dark." Still, he has a unique voice (in the writing sense), and a yearning voice (in the singing sense). His latest album, Backyard Birds, is a meditation on memory, music, and loss -- where the majority of songs are punchier than the subject matter might suggest. His previous albums include Zapruder Point + the Brightness (a full-band, "proper rock" album), and a pair of spare acoustic EPs, Stars + Specks and Unnamed Stars.

At the turn of the millennium, Dan Phillips created Zapruder Point, writing and recording under that band name for over 15 years in Chicago. Now in Cincinnati, Dan self-releases music and plays out as a solo act whenever he can. Dan's shared bills with Bill Fox, Jason Molina, Neal Francis, Bowerbirds, The Hiders, Shelley Short, The Rutabega, Anders Parker, Franklin Bruno, Canasta, Scrawl, Whitehorse, Coed Pageant, Flat Duo Jets, Terrible Parade, Earwig, and Benjamin Francis Leftwich. He can be reached at zapruderpoint@gmail.com.