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Mitski-Circle

Mitski - Wife

Mitski - Because Dreaming Costs Money My Dear

Twilight

Duvet

Mitski - Circle

Rust on my bones, sand in my soul
Built to receive, but the signals won’t roll
I stand where echoes forgot how to speak
Red sun above me, burning bleak

They tuned me to love, or maybe to fear
Now silence surrounds me, too loud to hear

Is there anyone left on the line?
Does your voice still cross the sky?
I replay your last goodbye
Until even ghosts won't reply

Feet of iron, but nowhere to go
Desert remembers what I’ll never know
Loudspeakers weep in guttural tone
Broadcasting static to a world overthrown

SOS

I confess
I was programmed to process distress

Call me back
Call me home
Call me anything
But leave me alone

Call me back
Call me home
Call me anything
But leave me alone

Call me back
Call me home
Call me anything
But leave me alone

Is there anyone left on the line?
Am I the echo or the sign?
I search for your voice in the brine
Of a world now too dry to divine

Divine...

Call me back
Call me home
Call me anything
But leave me alone

Call me back
Call me home
Call me anything
But leave me alone

Leave me alone

Leave me alone

Leave home...

Leave me....

Leave...

You Should Have Been There

The Last Broadcast – Live

Artist: MILLIONAIRES

Song: Alcohol

Album: Just Got Paid, Let's Get Laid - EP

Alcohol

Take Your Shirt Off

Puberty 2

A Loving Feeling

Dan the Dancer

Fireworks

Bury Me At Makeout Creek

Carry Me Out

Twilight - Bôa

Jealous

Bag Of Bones - Mitski

Mitski - Humpty

Sometimes, Mitski feels life would be easier without hope, or a soul, or love. But when she closes her eyes and thinks about what’s truly hers, what can’t be repossessed or demolished, she sees love. “The best thing I ever did in my life was to love people,” she says. “I wish I could leave behind all the love I have after I die, so I can shine all this goodness, all this good love that I’ve created onto other people.” She hopes her newest album, The Land Is Inhospitable and So Are We, will shine love long after she’s gone. That’s precisely how it feels: like a love that’s haunting the land.

“This is my most American album,” she says. The music feels like a profound act of witnessing this country, in all of its private sorrows and painful contradictions. Sonically Mitski’s most epic and wise album, the songs introduce wounds and then actively heal them. Here, love is time-traveling to bless our tender days, like light from a distant star.

It's full of the ache of the grown-up, seemingly mundane heartbreaks and joys that are often unsung but feel enormous. It’s a tiny epic. From the bottom of a glass, to a driveway slushy with memory and snow, to a freight train barreling through the Midwest, and all the way to the moon, it feels like everything and everyone is crying out in pain, arching towards love. Love is that inhospitable land, beckoning and then rejecting us. To love this place, this earth, this America, this body takes work. It might be impossible. The best things are.

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Fireworks

Mitski

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