Week 168 // In a Clear Glass Case

by Mount Everest

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I’m not sure I like this song, and I want to impress on you that I’m saying that playfully, rather than defensively. This one is weird, particularly in the words. It’s weird the way the lyrics like to cram themselves together like there isn’t enough space, despite the fact that there are plenty of open spaces. The subject matter is unclear, but obviously there’s some discussion of the serenity of isolation, anxiety about the future living up to the past, and human fragility. It’s weird that it isn’t clear, and it reaches no resolution. Also this song just sounds weird. Things don’t quite line up. It’s kind of uncomfortable. All that said, there are some things in this song that I’m really into, and as a sketch or an exercise it could lead me to some other places. Particularly, I like the introduction of the guitar after the first chorus, with it’s hurried entrance, and then lilting yet staccato wandering, into the spacious second verse. Something happened there. When I say that I’m not sure if I like this song, it isn’t to say that I dislike it. It’s more to say that I usually try to write songs that I’d want to listen to, and this week I messed around with some ideas instead. I had a really good time.

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At the bottom of the lake
In a clear glass case

Counting rocks and little fossils
And ugly critters whenever they come around

I can just
Give three tugs on a rope
And they’ll haul me up like wreckage
And they’ll ask about

What it’s like to be so serene
Because It’s something that they’ve never felt

So when I’m broken in
And wearing it on my face
And if my paper skin is tearing
Who would say
We should look the other way?

There’s a hundred different reasons
I get funny if I fall behind

I’m imagining a future
With a garden and a tire swing

And ain’t it so strange
The way the future
Looks exactly like the past sometimes?

You can’t tell which one’s a given
And which one gives way for nearly anything

So when I’m broken in
And wearing it on my face
And if my paper skin is tearing
Who would say
We should look the other way?

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released February 3, 2014

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Mount Everest Brooklyn, New York

I’ve been making up a new song every week since 2010.
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