Mahashmashana by Father John Misty reflects on the American dharma wheel hidden deep in the San Andreas Fault line that threatens Los Angeles with “The Big One” every time it turns. Lush, full, and beautiful; this song proves that FJM, who seems to want the world to think him an ascetic, refusing interviews and limelight, can deliver on being a kind of modern anchorite, crafting gorgeous, spiritual music.
i’ve probably rec’d about this 3 times already, but that is because it’s my favorite song ever. i don’t want to have a wedding, but if i were to, this would play at it.
Such a beautiful languid song and Chrystabell’s voice is lovely. It has that slow drive in the evening through a crumbling Americana that Lynch seems to embody as well, but in a way that’s warm and embracing. Like a slow dance at the nuclear test range in Nevada, holding your beloved tight as the warning bells blare and the earth erupts around you.
