Thank goodness for Phil Elverum and Mount Eerie.
I was beginning to think that music couldn't be made without compressing the shit out of vocals, doubling the vocals, and overdubs.
Well, shit. This song reminds me of an aesthetic that I dearly miss. It's the kind of music that's quiet when it's quiet and fucking loud when it's loud.
I'm really happy that Mount Eerie keeps making amazing music, and their 2008 EP, Black Wooden Ceiling Opening, came as a shock. Sure, I had heard The Microphones' The Glow, Pt. 2, but this just keeps getting better and better.
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