Blog: Fensepost

I recently began reading Dawn by Phil Elverum, a masterfully printed book accompanied by a CD that delves into his time spent and psyche during an extended winter stay in the barren northern region of Norway. And while Dawn finds Elverum giving a slight nod to the beats and Kerouak, his new one under the guise of Mount Eerie , Wind's Poem , leans more toward David Lynch. It also finds Elverum straying from the soft guitar poetry that has dominated the Mount Eerie name. The [...]