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!
[Intro]
F Em C
[Verse 1]
F C
I remember looking around a hospital waiting room
F C
Full of people all absorbed in their own personal catastrophes
F C
All reading books like Being Mortal, all with a look in their eyes
G
And I remember still feeling like, "No, no one can understand"
"No, my devastation is unique"
[Chorus]
C
But people get cancer and die
G
People get hit by trucks and die
F
People just living their lives
Get erased for no reason
Em G
With the rest of us watching from the side
C
And some people have to survive
G
And find a way to feel lucky to still be alive
F
To sleep through the night
[Verse 2]
Em G F
I wrote down all the details of how my house fell apart
F
How the person I loved got killed by a bad disease
Out of nowhere for no reason and me living in the blast zone
Am
With our daughter and etcetera
I made these songs
C
And the next thing I knew I was standing in the dirt
Under the desert sky at night outside Phoenix
Am
At a music festival that had paid to fly me in
To play these death songs to a bunch of young people on drugs
C
Standing in the dust next to an idling bus
With Skrillex inside and the sound of subwoofers in the distance
Am
I had stayed up til three
Am
Talking to Weyes Blood and Father John Misty
About songwriting in the backstage bungalows
C
Eating fruit and jumping on the bed like lost children
Exploding across the earth in a self-indulgent all-consuming
Am
Wreck of ideas that blot out the stars
To be still alive felt so absurd
[Chorus]
C
People get cancer and die
G
People get hit by trucks and die
F
People just living their lives get erased for no reason
Em G
With the rest of us averting our eyes
[Interlude]
C G F
[Bridge]
Em C
When I was leaning on Skrillex's tour bus waiting for the hotel shuttle in the middle of the night
Am
I barely knew who I was
Em
I looked up and saw Orion wielding a club and a shield
And there you were again:
G
Majestic dead wife
Am
As my grief becomes calcified, frozen in stories
And in these songs I keep singing, numbing it down
G
The unsingable real memories of you
And the feral eruptions of sobbing
F Em C
These waves hit less frequently
F Em C
They thin and then they are gone
F Em C
You are gone and then your echo is gone
F Em C
And then the crying is gone
C
And what is left but this merchandise?
[Interlude]
F Em C
[Outro]
F Em F Em C
This is what my life feels like now
F Em
Like I got abruptly dropped off by the side of the road
C
In the middle of a long horrible ride
F Em C F
In a hot van that was too full of confident chattering dudes
G C F Em C
And the sound of tires receding
G F Em
Taking in the night air I say
C
"Now only"
F Em C
[Verse 1]
F C
I remember looking around a hospital waiting room
F C
Full of people all absorbed in their own personal catastrophes
F C
All reading books like Being Mortal, all with a look in their eyes
G
And I remember still feeling like, "No, no one can understand"
"No, my devastation is unique"
[Chorus]
C
But people get cancer and die
G
People get hit by trucks and die
F
People just living their lives
Get erased for no reason
Em G
With the rest of us watching from the side
C
And some people have to survive
G
And find a way to feel lucky to still be alive
F
To sleep through the night
[Verse 2]
Em G F
I wrote down all the details of how my house fell apart
F
How the person I loved got killed by a bad disease
Out of nowhere for no reason and me living in the blast zone
Am
With our daughter and etcetera
I made these songs
C
And the next thing I knew I was standing in the dirt
Under the desert sky at night outside Phoenix
Am
At a music festival that had paid to fly me in
To play these death songs to a bunch of young people on drugs
C
Standing in the dust next to an idling bus
With Skrillex inside and the sound of subwoofers in the distance
Am
I had stayed up til three
Am
Talking to Weyes Blood and Father John Misty
About songwriting in the backstage bungalows
C
Eating fruit and jumping on the bed like lost children
Exploding across the earth in a self-indulgent all-consuming
Am
Wreck of ideas that blot out the stars
To be still alive felt so absurd
[Chorus]
C
People get cancer and die
G
People get hit by trucks and die
F
People just living their lives get erased for no reason
Em G
With the rest of us averting our eyes
[Interlude]
C G F
[Bridge]
Em C
When I was leaning on Skrillex's tour bus waiting for the hotel shuttle in the middle of the night
Am
I barely knew who I was
Em
I looked up and saw Orion wielding a club and a shield
And there you were again:
G
Majestic dead wife
Am
As my grief becomes calcified, frozen in stories
And in these songs I keep singing, numbing it down
G
The unsingable real memories of you
And the feral eruptions of sobbing
F Em C
These waves hit less frequently
F Em C
They thin and then they are gone
F Em C
You are gone and then your echo is gone
F Em C
And then the crying is gone
C
And what is left but this merchandise?
[Interlude]
F Em C
[Outro]
F Em F Em C
This is what my life feels like now
F Em
Like I got abruptly dropped off by the side of the road
C
In the middle of a long horrible ride
F Em C F
In a hot van that was too full of confident chattering dudes
G C F Em C
And the sound of tires receding
G F Em
Taking in the night air I say
C
"Now only"
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