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!
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Great ghosts of my life, great ghosts of old wives.
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And they're howling!
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So I spent my wilderness time rolling on the ground
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Yelling at no one,
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I gathered ghosts and gave them a lecture,
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I bid them away,
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I pleaded and cried:
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Let me undo these ropes and go on living without you,
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A G# F#m E
I had my hopes, of how I would be after sending them off,
Dmaj7
After getting set free.
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But there's no such thing as living without their prowling.
A G# F#m E
As you can see, having descended the hill,
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I still look like me,
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I still wallow like Phil,
E D
And forever will.
A G# F#m E
I'm teaming with ghosts and I'm still whining for wives,
Dmaj7
Bidding my brow, but now I've surrendered.
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In fact I've joined in.
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Listen close...
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You can hear us howling!
Also if someone could add the riff that would be great.
A* 54XXXX
G#* 47XXXX
F#m 244222
E 022100
Dmaj7 XX0222
D XX0232
A G# F#m E
I had my hopes of how I would be
Dmaj7
After living in exile,
E D
After closing your eyes to me.
A G# F#m E
I even wrote scenes where I re emerged boldly,
Dmaj7
Bearded, alive and Eskimo eyed,
E D
New baby on my back.
A G# F#m E
But I didn't count the fact that I have ghosts in my mind,
E
Stowaways,
Dmaj7 E
Great ghosts of my life, great ghosts of old wives.
D
And they're howling!
A G# F#m E
So I spent my wilderness time rolling on the ground
Dmaj7
Pulling my hair and wrestling them off,
E
Yelling at no one,
D
Punching snow.
A G# F#m E
I gathered ghosts and gave them a lecture,
E
I bid them away,
Dmaj7
I pleaded and cried:
E D
"There's no room in my life for you, or you or your howling!
A G# F#m E
Let me undo these ropes and go on living without you,
Dmaj7
not just change where I live.
E
Oh go on, get!" I said.
A G# F#m E
I had my hopes, of how I would be after sending them off,
Dmaj7
After getting set free.
E D
But there's no such thing as living without their prowling.
A G# F#m E
As you can see, having descended the hill,
E
I still look like me,
Dmaj7
I still wallow like Phil,
E D
And forever will.
A G# F#m E
I'm teaming with ghosts and I'm still whining for wives,
Dmaj7
Bidding my brow, but now I've surrendered.
E
In fact I've joined in.
E
Listen close...
D
You can hear us howling!
Mountain Faith
Mountain Heart
Mountain Sounds
Mountain Station
Mountains Like W (...)
Mouth and Little (...)
Mouth And Macnea (...)
Moveis Coloniais (...)
Movimiento Origi (...)
Moving Castles