Biografía:
Mount Eerie es una montaña en el estado de Washington. La misma en la que Phil Elvrum (Ex-The Microphones) creció (a los pies del bosque donde vivió de niño) y le da nombre a su proyecto más reciente.
Su último álbum bajo el seudónimo The Microphones se llamó Mount Eerie, y es bajo este alias justamente que Phil Elvrum sigue editando sus trabajos.
"Phil Elvrum es quizás uno de los compositores más innovadores de la escena actual, que no teme adentrarse en la senda arriesgada y personal de sus precursores en el lo fi.
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Otras canciones:
- 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
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
This is how I play the song. Suggestions and corrections welcome!
Bb E B Bb
Bb
I stayed inside all morning
G
watching waves of rain pass over
F
cold and dry by the window
I didn't turn a light on.
Bb
The fireplace dead since last night
G
emptiness inside, cold morning
F
low grey sky immense living belly
of a silver fur thing.
Bb
In waves of weather the house lies
G
piled up wood with me inside
F
I'm piled up dust, alive, dreaming
or walking whirlpool of water
Bb
awake and indifferent
G
looking at cars go by and then get forgotten
F
only a sound of a waterfall breathing out
in one long exhale
Bb
rings in my ears for a moment
G
then another wave of rain blows over
F
greying out the light
the lawn through window seems undiscovered.
Bb
A separate way of seeing.
G
A separate way of breathing it in.
F
A lost world separate from the usual
barely meaningful waking and dreaming.
Bb
Lost in an unfolding
G
thinking about what to do with a day
F
sitting while the light dies
until finally it's over.
Bb
In blue dusk I finally step outside
G
breathing in the cloud that has settled
F
noticing a black looming house shape
and at last my eyes crack open.
Bb E B Bb
Bb
I stayed inside all morning
G
watching waves of rain pass over
F
cold and dry by the window
I didn't turn a light on.
Bb
The fireplace dead since last night
G
emptiness inside, cold morning
F
low grey sky immense living belly
of a silver fur thing.
Bb
In waves of weather the house lies
G
piled up wood with me inside
F
I'm piled up dust, alive, dreaming
or walking whirlpool of water
Bb
awake and indifferent
G
looking at cars go by and then get forgotten
F
only a sound of a waterfall breathing out
in one long exhale
Bb
rings in my ears for a moment
G
then another wave of rain blows over
F
greying out the light
the lawn through window seems undiscovered.
Bb
A separate way of seeing.
G
A separate way of breathing it in.
F
A lost world separate from the usual
barely meaningful waking and dreaming.
Bb
Lost in an unfolding
G
thinking about what to do with a day
F
sitting while the light dies
until finally it's over.
Bb
In blue dusk I finally step outside
G
breathing in the cloud that has settled
F
noticing a black looming house shape
and at last my eyes crack open.
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