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It is pure tragedy elevated to art, an intimate and collected suffering to which we approach timidly, respectful and silent as when entering a mortuary. It is music only for Phil Elverum. It is death come to life and has the form of a crow looking straight into your eyes.
It is pure tragedy elevated to art, an intimate and collected suffering to which we approach timidly, respectful and silent as when entering a mortuary.
It is music only for Phil Elverum. It is death come to life and has the form of a crow looking straight into your eyes.
Listen to Mount Eerie’s 'A Crow Looked at Me' to experience one of the most heartfelt and intimate musical expressions of grief.
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