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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------------------------------------------------------------------------------- THROUGH THE TREES PT. 2 - Mount Eerie ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Tabbed by: Jeff Holland E-mail: [email protected]
Tuning: Standard
This is one of the most beautiful songs I know, both lyrically and compositionally. Congrats to you for taking the time to learn it.
A few months ago, I sent Phil Elverum a letter asking him for help learning this song. He responded giving me the chords. So I've gotten these chords directly from Phil. So these chords come directly from Phil.
Here are all of the chords used throughout the song. (Note: gsome of the chord names are more complex than what I've written. What I call C#m is actually C#madd9/G#, what I call F#m7 is actually F#m7add11/C#, and what I call A is actually Asus2. I shortened them for brevity's sake.)
And just to clarify: At the point when he says "mountains and websites," play the following little thing which I will call "part A," for lack of a better name.
Verse: (this isn't a traditionally structured song so I'm just gonna call the whole thing a verse) AC#mF#m7G#m7A
C#mF#m7 Misunderstood and disillusioned, G#m7AC#m I go on describing this place and the way it feels to live and die F#m7 The “natural world” and whatever else it’s called G#mAC#m I drive in and out of town, seeing no edge, breathing sky BF#m7 And it’s hard to describe without seeming absurd E I know there’s no other world: (part A) Mountains and websites
C#mF#m7 Dark smoke fills the air, G#m7A Some from the fire in my house, some from me driving around C#mF#m7G#m7 I could see the lights of town through the trees on the ridge A On my way home in the dark C#mF#m7 I meant all my songs not as a picture of the woods G#m7C#m But just to remind myself that I briefly live F#m7 The gleaming stone, the moon in the sky at noon G#m7A There is no other world and there has never been C#mF#m7 I still walk, living, sleeping G#m7A Life in the real world of clouds, clawing for meaning C#mF#m7 Still when I see branches in the wind G#m7A The tumultuous place where I live calls out, revealing
C#mF#m7 “Can you see the river in the branches G#m7 And know that it means you will die A And that pieces are churning?” C#mF#m7 “Can you find a wildness in your body G#m7C#m And walk through the store after work, holding it high?”
F#m7 I’ve held aloft some delusions BE From now on, I will be perfectly clear: G#mF#m There’s no part of the world more meaningful EB And raw impermanence echoes in the sky
C#m (x4)
C#mF#m7G#m7A There is either no end or constant simultaneous end and beginning C#mF#m7 A pile of trash, the fog on the hill G#mC#m Standing in the parking lot, squinting
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