Bonus Track: Set To Burn (Cover)


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Miguel Williams
Tamarinda Figueroa
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One Morning I was set to burn
I’ve been learning not to learn
Am I what I’d hoped to be?
This way no one gets to me

I’d move like a burning sun
I’d trust like I’d just begun
I’d lose like I’d been outrun
I’d love like I kept someone

In the silence someone waits for me
I’ve been stuck in history
I’ve been up against a wall
I’ve been trouble to us all

I’d move like a burning sun
I’d trust like I’d just begun
I’d lose like I’d been outrun
I’d love like I kept someone


Notes:
I got a wonderful early christmas present from my dear friends Tama and Miguel, and I wanted to share it with all of you (and I got their permission!) They have recorded a wonderful cover of Mount Everest’s Week 25: Set To Burn. With it they also sent me a wonderful poem and a picture of some great Mount Everest facial hair art that Tama made on Miguels beard! They didn’t name the face art, but I’d like to think that if they did they might have called it “Side To Burns”

Here is the poem:

We sang your tune and harmonized
Then Miguel covered up his eyes
While Tama shaved Mount Everest
Into his beard, with great success
We’d like to say we love you lots
And think that all your music rocks
We hope you like our “Set to Burn”
This song’s for you, for whom we yearn
To see more often, and very soon
Perhaps we’ll have a three-way-spoon
and cuddle close as winter settles
Should we invite Robert Hedges-Goettl?
You’re swell, you’re great, you’re really cool
You’re super-awesome, yes, you rule
So Merry Christmas, dear, dear friend
Don’t ever let Mount Everestin’ end
And for the New Year, best of luck!
Here’s hoping your Monday doesn’t totally suck!

-love Tama & Miguel!
but Tama wrote it.

So there you have it!
Here’s hoping your holidays don’t totally suck!
~Jesse

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Week 57: Tappan Zee Bridge (GWB Is For Suckers)

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Shaking off the evening and the morning it became
Gotta get my shit together
Gotta keep it in the lane
How can I keep myself alive?
The hours feel the same

Everyone around me has a mission to their name
Crawling up the continent
Accomplishing their aim
It’s an art
No matter when they start
They’re arriving in the dark

And have you seen a picture framed so well
As a windshield frames the earth?
Like you’re present at its birth
Peering through the lens your heart rebels

Do you see the honor in a solitary claim?
Do you think you’d be a goner if you learned to love again?
Oh if I burned myself for trying would I sit there in the flame?

And have you seen a picture framed so well
As a windshield frames the earth?
Like you’re present at its birth
Peering through the lens your heart rebels
And the road keeps staring back
Asking what you’re looking at
Carrying your love and doubt so well

Notes
 width= I got up early yesterday morning and departed the city of Philadelphia by car. I had been visiting friends on the occasion of Ecce Shnak’s first concert (an exciting new band lead by frontman and superfriend David Roush – visit their bandcamp!). In celebrating my friend’s new band I had pretty much forgotten to get any sleep. As I drove out of Philly, it was dawning on me that I had a screaming headache and my eyes were having trouble staying open. What followed was an uncomfortable and painful, yet introspective and rewarding trip. This is a song about all of the stuff that was on my mind as I fought my way north, and mightily made excellent time without speeding or crashing my car.

Here’s hoping your Monday doesn’t totally suck.
~M.E.

 

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Week 56 // Mortality Shimmy Shake

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You touch on the good that you set aside
But somewhere your heart feels you burn alive
It’s someplace you’ve been
With trees and gardens
With love and moonlight
It’s at the end
And what does it mean?
We’re gonna fade away?
That all of your friends could leave you here one day?

As plain as it seems yeah
That human beings
We got boiling blood
We’ve got hopes and dreams

So it wakes you with a start just to know
That every last one of us was built to grow
That every last heart’s got a seed to sew
And you can keep it or you can live and let go

But you let the beauty in the thought pass you by
Because it shakes just to know that we’re bound to die
Yes, you’ll die
Yes, you’ll die
You will die
But know this:
Until then
You are alive

And what does it mean?
We’re gonna fade away?
That all of your friends could leave you here one day?

As plain as it seems yeah
That human beings
We got boiling blood
We’ve got hopes and dreams

Notes
This week I managed to make the poppiest, most danceable tune in recent Mount Everest history, and I went ahead and sang all about death. But really when you are singing about death, you are actually singing about life. At least that’s the way that I do it. I am afraid to die. I don’t think about it very much, but now and then it catches me: the inevitability of it. It is something I’d rather never do. How much easier would it be to live out your days in unending certainty that one day would be followed by another and another and on and on without end? You would have little to fear, but certainly you would have little motivation to use the time that you have for something that has a point to it. Here’s the point of what I’m trying to say: Life is wonderful, and death is a part of it, so no matter how scary death is, there is something beautiful about it. It frames our experiences, and pushes us to create. I causes us to reflect on those we love. It inspires us to action. The greatest comfort that I draw from my fear of dying is the fact that I haven’t done it yet. It is a comfort so great that the fear washes away immediately and I am overwhelmed by the beauty of possibility. You will die, but know this: until then you are alive!

Here’s hoping your Monday doesn’t totally suck.
~M.E.

P.S.
Thanks to JWG of Big Sir Projects for this week’s artwork!

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Week 55: Early Early Early


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Jesse Mitchell Lindsey
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Asked the silhouette:
Did you you feel it?
Have you got it yet?
It’s a life without a warning
It’s so early in the morning

Here am I all framed in blue
With a weary heart
You’d feel it too
And it’s a notion I’m exploring
When It’s early in the morning

Is love afraid?
How I wonder

And would you know it’s me
With my features all obscured and free
Really doesn’t need explaining
Stayed up listening to it raining

And there I was so cloaked in black
Like the deepest ocean staring back
And it swallowed all my pain
That’s why I connect to sounds like raining

Will we be brave?
How I wonder

Early Early Early
I am unafraid
Early Early
Wish for something far away
Early Early Early
It’s the hour that could rescue you
Early Early Early
I am unafraid
Early Early
Wish for something far away
Early Early Early
It’s the hour that could get you through

It’s so cold on the earth
Ain’t it plain what we’re worth
All the value placed so well upon the multitudes

And our nerves are alive
Sparks that crackle in the wire
Deep connections made in early hours’ search for truth

Do we love truth?
How I wonder

Early Early Early
I am unafraid
Early Early
Wish for something far away
Early Early Early
It’s the hour that could rescue you
Early Early Early
I am unafraid
Early Early
Wish for something far away
Early Early Early
It’s the hour that could get you through

Notes
 width= There is this funny line that people cross every now and then. If you stay awake long enough, you cross the line between late at night, and early in the morning. It is sometime long after midnight, and somewhat before dawn. The colors start to change in the most peculiar way. It is still dark, but the sun begins to have the most subtle, nearly imperceptible influence. Things become just barely iridescent. As a human misfit, I know this time of day very well. I live there. It is where I do my work. It is where I think the blurry thoughts that become my expression. It is the time of day that allows me to be the most candid with myself. Like the world outside, my inner workings become iridescent with the nearly imperceptible influence of the sun. I am able to make things out. I am able to glean the shape of things that are otherwise obscured in darkness or blotted out by blinding light. A silhouette is often the simplest, most direct representation of an object. When it is early, the world is full of silhouettes.

Here’s hoping your Monday doesn’t totally suck.
~Jesse

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Week 54 // Alone In A Crowded Room


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Jesse Mitchell Lindsey
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Are you learning to forgive?
Not getting what you want
And wanting what you’ve got

“And seeing how you live your life alone
It gets me down”
I’m getting that a lot

And other people got these expectations
Wearing at my patience
Like I forgot

Oh God it’s a lonely world
I’m alone in a crowded room
And living can’t be such a lonesome word
And trying never gets you through

And every time I think about my life
I’m thinking living’s like a single thought

And at the center of my thinking
Was the reason people grieved and loved and fought

And living life alone can get you down
But there’s no reason not to live the life you’ve got

Oh God it’s a lonely world
I’m alone in a crowded room
And living can’t be such a lonesome word
And trying never gets you through
Trying never gets to you

Notes
 width= Alone In A Crowded Room is a bit different. It has this single piano banging out solitary notes and no other melodic instruments. It’s got these busy drum programs competing for attention and easily overpowering the piano. I am the solitary piano notes. The drums are the crowded room. The song is about being single and how everybody else thinks that it’s their business. It is sort of about being okay with being alone, but it is also about how not okay it is. Whichever perspective you read it from, it’s one of these introspective songs that attempts to superimpose my feelings on everybody else whether they have them or not. I refer to myself in the first and second person. I refer to other people in the second person as well. You’ll never know if I’m singing about me or you! Except when I’m definitely singing about me…

Here’s hoping your Monday doesn’t totally suck.
~Jesse

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Week 53: Something’s Gonna Get To Me


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Jesse Mitchell Lindsey
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Something’s gonna get to me yeah
Something’s bound to get me down
Something’s working tricks you’ll never see
Something’s gonna make it’s way around yeah

I think I got a new disease
I think I’m sticking feet to the ground yeah
I think I’m working out what’s left for me
I’m thinking I’ll be living for the sound yeah

The Earth is like a poem
But the verse is hard to read
The light, the mystery

And anywhere I’m going
I’m bound to lose the light
To something dark inside of me

Something’s gonna get to me
Something good is dying to be found yeah
Somethings blowing trouble through the trees
Something’s working secrets on the ground yeah

The light is worth the growing itch I’m feeling now
The island deep inside of me

The Earth is like a poem
But the verse is hard to read
The light, the mystery

Somethings gonna get to me
Nothing’s gonna get me down

Somethings gonna get to me
Nothing’s gonna get me down

Notes
 width= This song is for a dear friend. It is about feeling alone, and wondering if anybody else can understand the way you see the world. It is about trying to edge out of the darkness. It is about how the world is a beautiful place despite how dangerous it can be. Like many songs that I write it is also about searching and longing. In this song, I take the position that perhaps we don’t really want to find what we’re looking for, but what we are looking for is bound to find us anyway. It is a simple song, composed completely on guitar. It is simple because the world is complicated enough already. And thus begins year two of Mount Everest! Thank you for being here.

Here’s hoping your Monday doesn’t totally suck.
~Jesse

P.S. Happy Birthday to big bro!

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Week 52 // How I Learned To Love My Mistake (Out For Blood)


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Jesse Mitchell Lindsey
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Every single night
Feeling restless
I been eager to turn the tide
Truly petrified
Perhaps anesthetized to the way I’ve been
No interest in my time
I longed to change the stakes
So cruel in my young age
I dreamed of dulcet days un-mired in malaise
It’s how I came to love
It’s how I learned to love
It’s how I learned to love and live with my mistake

Dreaming of life
That shit’ll get to you

It’s relentless
Lord it’s endless
It’s out for blood
And it cares for you
It can tear through you
It’s out for blood
You can see through it
You believe in it
It’s in your blood
And it’s after you
It’s all that you can do
You’re out for blood

And in your horoscope
You probably read about the ways
To justify the way you felt so strange
And learned to cope
And what an awful joke
But one to take to heart
So plain the way it spoke
And I was sitting there
Just thinking about the past
And the important ways it up and changed and couldn’t last
I really shouldn’t laugh

And who would have thought it ended up this way?
And who would have told you? You’d have turned away

It’s relentless
Lord it’s endless
It’s out for blood
And it cares for you
It can tear through you
It’s out for blood
You can see through it
You believe in it
It’s in your blood
And it’s after you
It’s all that you can do
You’re out for blood

Reflections on a year of new music:

 width= I listen to these songs more than anybody. I listen to them far more than any musician will admit he listens to his own work. Sometimes I think I’m merely writing the songs that I want to hear just in case nobody else writes them. As I’ve gotten closer to today I have been listening to them more and more. I think I’ve been listening for something, but I’m not sure what it is. When I think about this project I feel tremendously overwhelmed. It only takes a cursory listen to these songs to understand that I am a man of much emotional conflict. I have worn my heart on my sleeve throughout the last year not because that is what a project of this magnitude demands, but because the circumstances of my heart have demanded that I attempt a project of such magnitude.

These songs are how I mark the time, and time is what this week’s song is all about. Before I decided to write a song every week, I admit I was truly lost. I had no anchor to speak of. I had no way of measuring and appreciating the moments of my life, and therefore I did not feel the urgency to fill them with experiences that might define me. As a result I lived my life carelessly, uninterested in my future or in the people that might populate it. Perhaps it was a defense mechanism. Perhaps if I looked forward to nothing and attempted little of consequence, I wouldn’t disappoint myself or others in the event of failure. What a disappointment I became! What a pathetic way to spend time! What a mistake! But I love that mistake, because it was the mistake that lead to desperation, and desperation lead me to try something I was immediately afraid to do.

I was terrified on the night that I decided I would do this project. Every bit of me screamed “but you could fail!” And every bit of me screamed in retaliation “If that’s what matters to you, you already have failed!” And I think that was the day that I finally grew up. This project has been a narrative of self discovery, and it isn’t over yet. I haven’t yet become the best person that I can be, and since that is such a lofty and unattainable goal I think I will be marking time in this way into the foreseeable future. It is important to mark the time; to take stock. Time is out to get us. It’s out for blood, so we must be equally tenacious. That is the lesson that I have learned.

To be candid, I am awash with emotion today, and among the most overwhelming is certainly gratitude. I feel such immense gratitude toward those who have helped and those who have listened. I know that I haven’t won an award, or cured a major disease, but I would love to run through a list of people who I wish to thank. However, I am not going to do that. The list is too long to write, and I would be terrified to leave somebody off of it. To those that belong on the list: I would like to think that I have told most of you personally how something you have done has enabled me to inhabit this project. I think you know who you are. Specifically I would love to thank my parents who have given me the most precious gift I have ever received which has been their love and understanding.

Finally, many people have asked me “what are you going to do when you reach a year and your project is over?” To these people I reply as kindly as I can with a blank stare and utter bewilderment. To clarify one final time: nothing is over. I haven’t finished a thing.

Here’s hoping your Monday doesn’t totally suck.
~Jesse

And just for fun…
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Week 1: First Impression

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Week 51 // Keep Your Chin Up


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Jesse Mitchell Lindsey
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I’m shaking in my boots
Lord I gotta do better
All I’m thinking’s really what’s the use
In talking work and the weather
And trying to seem cool
In a cable knit sweater?
She’s gonna dig it or she’ll cut me loose
What did I say that upset her?

You keep your chin up kid
You let them know that you’re a winner
You gotta tell it like it is
You gotta earn it like a sinner
You gotta earn it with your heart
You’re not a beginner, no
And when you feel it like you feel your art
That’s when you know you’re gonna win her

It’s time to ante up
Time to ante up
Time to ante up
Time to ante up
Time to move

I love the things that you say
The impossible way that you move
I even dig the way you push away
I gotta say I’ve got a lot to lose
And if there’s any chance that you’ll stay
I’ve got a lot I wanna say to you

It’s time to ante up
Time to ante up
Time to ante up
Time to ante up
Time to move

Notes
 width= This week we’ve got a hip little number about not feeling cool in front of somebody who you would really like to believe that you are cool. It has happened to me a million times in my life, and I wouldn’t be surprised if that was true for just about everybody. You stand there in front of this amazing unknown entity and you stammer and look at your shoes. You smile and make small talk, and all the while you are berating yourself inside of your head. This song is a pep-talk. This song is searching for the natural badass inside of all of us. It is searching for the person inside who is not concerned; who knows what he wants and how to get it. It is a song about attraction and the loops that it makes us do in our heads, and the pressure that it convinces people to put on themselves. I have a feeling you will get it.

Here’s hoping your Monday doesn’t totally suck.
~Jesse

P.S. Be back in ONE WEEK for Mount Everest’s First Birthday Spectacular! One year of new music every week! Woohoo!

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Week 50: The Shape


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Jesse Mitchell Lindsey
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So sincere
So intent on a thing that you need
That you could never get
That just seemed too far away to forget
It’s a thing you’ll regret

And the earth never moves
The sky just drifts overhead
In the place that you’ll live
And the people understand
That there’s something at hand

You’ve been the gentle lie
You’ve been the constant tie
You’ve been the floating shape
You’ve been the interstate

And somethings catching up
It’s something heavy enough
To weigh in on your sins
And on the strength of your love
You’ve been treating it rough

And the Earth turns to white
And it’s too early for this
It’s too early for life
To fold its hands and submit
You’ve got plans so just live

You’ve been the gentle lie
You’ve been the constant tie
You’ve been the floating shape
You’ve been the interstate

Notes
 width=50! Well that feels pretty good, and that’s all I’ll say about that because I have a much bigger milestone just around the corner. The Shape is this week’s song, and I suppose it’s about restlessness. That’s a pretty common theme around here for a lot of reasons. Perhaps I’m a person who is never satisfied, or perhaps I’m just interested in what’s around the corner. Sometimes it feels like theres this little thing in the middle of my heart and it’s just vibrating and molecules are shaking up and crashing into each other and it will never stop until I finally accomplish I-don’t-quite-know-what. This is a song about the shape of that little thing in the middle of you; the thing that you’ve got and you’re not sure what it’s telling you to do, except that you haven’t quite done it yet. Like almost everything that I write it’s mostly about being a human, and how interesting that is.

Here’s hoping your Halloween is totally Spooky!
~Jesse

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Week 49 // A Ukulele Tune (Maybe You Can Help Me Finish It)


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Jupitier Johnson
Montana Gura
Tilly Clemons
Krishna’s Drama Class
Joanna Vinton
Jesse Mitchell Lindsey
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A word is all
A word is always
A word is always there to forget
La foi est toujours la a oublier
A souvenir is not your friend
A trinket does not fill a bed
Lift caked palms to words unsaid

The truth lies in
The truth lies inside
The truth lies inside what we forget
Ne jamais oublie la verite
On clouded hills that sting your eyes
The summit winds and hard goodbyes
Your truths will change when the crow flies

The world is all
The world is always
The world is all
The world is always
Relive your life on the outside…

Notes
 width= This week I turn over Mount Everest to The Jiminy Crickets, which means that joining me on this track is the amazing Joanna Vinton. We collaborated a couple of months back on some cover tunes as a wedding present for our friends (maybe if you are all good I’ll post them as bonus tracks sometime soon), and I’ve been hoping to get her on this website ever since. I sent her a little ukulele tune last weekend and she ran with it, marking this website’s first cross-continental collaboration. She even got some way cool San Franciscan kids involved. Since she is the author of this week’s lyrics, here is what she has to say about this song:

The silent words on the final chorus are ‘the world is always there to explore’. Despite the hardened realities we create for ourselves, the truth is that the pain is of our own creation. I daily urge myself to deconstruct any barriers I have created for myself, especially in my own creative realm. Children help. Children always help. Explore with your child eyes, friends.

So there you have it!

Here’s hoping your Monday doesn’t totally suck.
~Jesse

P.S.
Mount Everest has a brand new Facebook page! Please go to it by clicking on this link. When you get there please hit “Like” because then everyone will know all about this whole thing and year two (just around the corner!) will be heard by dillions of real actual humans!

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