29 #Strafford APTS

The second song from Bon Iver’s third album, 22, A Million, that I am posting about is ’29 #Strafford APTS. This song includes a sort of ‘breaking up’ of vocals effect throughout the song, especially in the third and final chorus.

Sharing smoke
In the stair up off the hot car lot
Sun shine hard on the video spot
Hm, mm, mm, mm
Sure as any living dream
It’s not all then what it seems
And the whole thing’s hauled away

A womb
An empty robe
You’re rolling up
You’re holding it
You’re fabric now


Hallucinating Claire
Nor the snow shoe light or the autumns

Threw the meaning out the door
(Now could you be a friend)
There ain’t no meaning anymore
(Come and kiss me here again)

A womb
An empty robe
You’re rolling up
You’re holding out
You’re bent prize


Motor up and yeah, you’re own, ooh
And yeah you’re on your own

(Marijuana has you talkin’…)

Fold the map and mend the gap
And I tow the word companion
And I make my self escape

Oh, the multitude of other
It comes always off the page

I hold the note
You wrote and know
You’ve buried all your alimony butterflies

Sub find
Some night

[see Genius]

This is how the lyrics appear in the album’s booklet:


One thing that I noticed when returning to this song and it’s lyrics was how this album has a major thematic shift. On the one hand, Bon Iver’s previous albums, especially his second album (see the track-listing), focused on places. On the other hand, this album seems to focus on people, on the other – see the third and final verse (“Oh, the multitude of other”).


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