A Crow Looked at Me

Phil Elverum managed to make an album so raw and uncomfortable in its emotional intimacy that simply writing about it in no way feels like it does it justice. It’s… devastating, there’s no other word that can be used to describe it, this is a truly heartbreaking and difficult listen and Phil’s delivery is filled with so much pain. The lyrics here almost read as internal monologues a lot of the time, but there’s something almost poetic about the songwriting here at times that makes it stand out a lot more. I hope Phil is ok, and I hope you all are too.