Biography:
Mount Eerie represents the latest evolution of Phil Elverum's musical vision. Formerly known as The Microphones, Phil changed his project's name to Mount Eerie while maintaining his subtle, lo-fi, and lyrically dense fuzz-folk aesthetic.
Elverum explained this change in an 2003 interview with Discorder, asserting that "Mount Eerie is a new project. The Microphones was completed, or at least at a good stopping point. I did it because I am ready for new things. I am new."
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Other songs:
- Between Two Mysteries
- Climb Over
- Crow
- Crow Pt 2
- Dont Smoke
- Dragon
- Forest Fire
- Grave Robbers
- Great Ghosts
- House Shape
- I Say No
- I Walked Home Beholding
- If We Knew
- Lost Wisdom
- Lost Wisdom Part 2
- Moon Sequel
- My Burning
- My Chasm
- Now Only
- O My Heart
- Ocean Roar
- Pumpkin
- Ravens
- Real Death
- Seaweed
- Soria Moria
- Stones Ode
- Swims
- The Blow Part 2
- The Place I Live
- The Place Lives
- This
- Through The Trees Part 2
- Tintin In Tibet
- Toothbrushtrash
- Turmoil
- Uh Oh Its Mourning Time Again
- Uh
- Voice In Headphones
- When I Take Out The Garbage At Night
- Who
- Winds Dark Poem
- You Swan Go On
- Youth
Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
This is how I play the song. Suggestions and corrections welcome!
C#m
A C#m B C#m A C#m x2
A C#m
I've seen summons buried in more air, buried in space.
A F#m C#m
And I just lied down in the snow, buried in space.
C#m B C#m
I've seen moss covered stumps in dying light, taking on shapes.
A F#m C#m
Black wooden mythologies, I know a place.
C#m B A
Layer after layer of comprehension,
F#m A
Welling up in the morning light between two mysteries.
C#m B A F#m A
Mmm,mmm,mmm
C#m B C#m
The town rests in the valley beneath twin peaks, buried in space.
A F#m C#m
What goes on up there in the night, in that dark, blurry place?
C#m B C#m
Driving to work in the morning, we live in graves,
A F#m C#m
always trying to climb out of the hole, buried in space.
C#m B A F#m A
Mmm,mmm,mmm
C#m B A F#m
Mmm,mmm,mmm
A F#m
And the songs fade, and the singer's die,
A F#m
but my heart will not stop thumping,
A F#m
the shapes in the dark still look convincing,
C#m
so here I am.
A C#m B C#m A C#m x4
C#m
A C#m B C#m A C#m x2
A C#m
I've seen summons buried in more air, buried in space.
A F#m C#m
And I just lied down in the snow, buried in space.
C#m B C#m
I've seen moss covered stumps in dying light, taking on shapes.
A F#m C#m
Black wooden mythologies, I know a place.
C#m B A
Layer after layer of comprehension,
F#m A
Welling up in the morning light between two mysteries.
C#m B A F#m A
Mmm,mmm,mmm
C#m B C#m
The town rests in the valley beneath twin peaks, buried in space.
A F#m C#m
What goes on up there in the night, in that dark, blurry place?
C#m B C#m
Driving to work in the morning, we live in graves,
A F#m C#m
always trying to climb out of the hole, buried in space.
C#m B A F#m A
Mmm,mmm,mmm
C#m B A F#m
Mmm,mmm,mmm
A F#m
And the songs fade, and the singer's die,
A F#m
but my heart will not stop thumping,
A F#m
the shapes in the dark still look convincing,
C#m
so here I am.
A C#m B C#m A C#m x4
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