Perfect Song Thursday (Belated): The Microphones – “The Moon (Acoustic)”

You cannot listen to this song with anything else distracting you.  You have to connect with it, or else it won’t have any effect on your being.  This is starting to sound intense, right?  It should, because this song is perfect…

The Microphones are the long term project of Phil Elvrum, and while not all of it is good, the parts that are make up for it.  This might be the first lo-fi thing I’ve talked about on this blog, but make no mistake because I’ve been listening to it for years (hipster cred, what up?!).  I have my thoughts on lo-fi, but I’ll save that for later when I start the “Music Philosophy” section of this site.

Anyway, Phil has been cranking out lo-fi acoustic song experiments for quite some time now, but instead of a history on it, I want to talk to you about this song.  “The Moon” first appeared on The Glow pt. 2, which is considered to be the definitive Microphones work.  It’s a beautiful album, but this song gets overshadowed by blaring drums and washing layers.  The acoustic version on the b-sides album, Song Islands, is infinitely better in my eyes.  It’s just a man and a guitar, and Elvrum really pulls it off well.

Topically, the song is about a girl.  A girl he loved; someone he finally felt a connection with and is now gone.  Simple, I know, but the way he does it is unlike any song ever made.  The lyrics are basically a poem, and they touch on hope, dreams, life, death, the universe, and ultimately love in almost too subtle of ways.  The way he just spits out the verses in the quickest, almost monotone voice is completely balanced with the way the chorus is slowed down to a whisper and blessed with the simplest melody.  It is really affecting when all is said and done, and I find myself thinking a bit more philosophically than I had been when it’s over.  Enjoy!.

The Microphones – The Moon (Acoustic)

Support Phil at his myspace, kids…
I drove up to the city at night and found the place
Where you grew up and then where you stayed
And we walked around and stayed up late under city lights
I spent the night, next to you in the house where you grew up
Next to you I miraculously woke up
In your parents’ house I laid in bed with you

I went back to feel alone there
I went back to wipe it clean

I took the lights and radio towers out of my dreams
And we went all the way up to the small town where I’m from
With foggy air and the wind and the mountain top
And we clung to rocks and looked off and you held my hand
You almost got to start feeling me
I finally felt like I was breathing free
Under swaying trees we fell asleep and we had the same dream
The stars were bright, we dream the same every night
On my island home I spent some time with you

I went back to feel alone there
I went back there by myself
I gave up on everything that we’d felt

We found a precious place in the sand right out in the wind
And we laid under a blanket and heard the furious sound
The roar of waves, the pounding surf, two bodies on the earth
It was intense just getting to be there next to you
And you trying to get me then, and I was happy to let you in

I went back and wished I hadn’t
I went back and felt regret
I went to the beach and I stared west

Every night when the sun went down in the town where we lived
The empty streets were lit up by reflected light from a distant sun
Bouncing off a glowing ball of rock and we just laid on the roof
And watched the moon, the moon, the blue light of the moon
We didn’t talk and silently we both felt powerful
And, like the moon, my chest was full because we both knew
We’re just floating in space over molten rock
And we felt safe and we discovered that our skin is soft
There’s nothing left except certain death
And that was comforting at night out under the moon

I went out last night to forget that
I went out and stared it down
But the moon stared back at me
And in it’s light I saw my two feet on the ground

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One response to “Perfect Song Thursday (Belated): The Microphones – “The Moon (Acoustic)”

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