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Laurel Hell

Working for the Knife

I Guess

Should've Been Me

The Land Is Inhospitable and So Are We

Bug Like an Angel

“Can’t Remember” is een intieme, melancholische track geschreven en gezongen door Ella van Nistelrooy en geproduceerd door Sammi Thaens. Het nummer voelt kwetsbaar maar krachtig: Ella’s zachte, breekbare zanglijnen worden gedragen door Sammi’s warme, minimalistische productie, waarin subtiele synths, zachte percussie en organische texturen samenkomen.
De tekst draait om het zoeken naar helderheid in een hoofd vol mist — het gevoel dat herinneringen vervagen terwijl emoties juist blijven hangen. De song ademt een dromerige sfeer, alsof je door een nachtelijke stad wandelt en voor het eerst durft stil te staan bij wat je kwijtgeraakt bent.

Can't Remember

Bury Me At Makeout Creek

I Will

Puberty 2

A Burning Hill

Happy

Fireworks

Carry Me Out

Be the Cowboy

Old Friend

Why Didn't You Stop Me?

Pink in the Night

Two Slow Dancers

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.

ocean man take me by the hand lead me to the land






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Pink in the Night

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★true love it comes once

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