A Crow Looked at Me
A devastatingly raw, minimalist folk diary recorded in the room where the artist's wife passed away. Sparse, bone-dry, and intensely intimate.
A devastatingly raw, minimalist folk diary recorded in the room where the artist's wife passed away. Sparse, bone-dry, and intensely intimate.
Devastating masterpiece
A package of hospital-grade diapers sits unopened on the floor, a physical relic of a life cut short that transforms this record from mere music into an agonizing, real-time document of grief. Abandoning the mythic, cavernous indie-folk of his past, the artist recorded these stark, bone-dry songs in the very room where his wife died, strumming her own acoustic guitar. You are not listening to a performance; you are trespassing on a private wake. By stripping away all poetic metaphor, this album redefined the limits of musical intimacy, proving that true tragedy is not grand, but devastatingly quiet.
While previous records flirted with existential dread, this release establishes a devastatingly personal brand of mournful songwriting that sits in the quiet terror of an empty room.
Critics widely praised the album's profound emotional honesty, describing the music as a devastatingly intimate and tender exploration of grief. Reviewers were deeply moved by its solemn, unsparing mood, noting that while the songs offer no easy comfort, their quiet reflections on mortality and love hold a unique power to resonate with anyone who has experienced loss.
“Intensely moving chapters of his coping and survival”Read review
“May turn out to be one of the strongest albums of the year”Read review
“As pure an elegy as you might ever hear”Read review
“Take a good look, Elverum says: Most of this is beautiful and none of it is guaranteed”Read review
“It’s difficult to imagine even the most stoic not moved to tears here; this record possesses immense power to make listeners reflect on their own relationships and mortality”Read review
“Overwhelming and humbling, Elverum’s revelatory work offers a blueprint for others going through similar situations in their own lives, a true testament to the power of art and a loving tribute to Geneviève”Read review
“It’s what anyone who’s ever lost someone dear hopes to be true: If you refuse to let go, you won’t lose them—at least not forever”Read review
“The kind of album that makes all others seem frivolous while you’re hearing it.”Read review
“Those who have suffered through loss will have much to relate with on A Crow Looked At Me, but it won’t be a salve for your despair”
“A Crow Looked at Me is a masterpiece in the manner of A Grief Observed and “She Will Find What is Lost””
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