What you put into it is what you get out of it. I’m talking about Bury Me at Makeout Creek, the latest album from Mitski, one that’s been raved about since its release for good reason (and on a personal note, spun many a time in the rooms of my apartment). If you want to be moved, you can be – if you want to feel, if you want to rage, cry, yell, laugh, you can. Mitski creates a rare opportunity, a surefire way for this to occur, all you have to do is allow yourself to experience. You just need to be to open to stripping away facade, pretenses, and resignations. Equip yourself with a tolerance of spirit, a fullness of heart, and a clarity of mind, then let Mitski rip. Yell and Mitski shouts back. Laugh and Mitski brings on levity. In many ways, Bury Me at Makeout Creek gives you exactly what you need at the right time. Sometimes acting as a confessional, as a diary, as commiseration, even a party or a jolt of energy. Mitski isn’t hiding behind anything, this is laid bare kind of music, so why should the listener or the concert attendee act any differently? If we are being honest and open with each other, it’s only going to lead to greater love, understanding, acceptance, and growth in all of us. With each listen, I feel like we’re getting one step closer to that.
Mitski shared songs from Bury Me at Makeout Creek for her Folkadelphia Session, performing with just an electric guitar and her earthquaking voice. She returns to Philadelphia next Wednesday, July 16th to perform a sold out show at PhilaMOCA.