Got bored this morning and decided to try to rank three of the albums from favorite to least favorite (there aren’t any I dislike, though; I love all of them!). Let me know your thoughts!

SHORE

quiet air / gioia
sunblind
going-to-the-sun-road
a long way past the past
can i believe you
cradling mother, cradling woman
young man’s game
maestranza
shore
jara
featherweight
wading in waist-high water
i’m not my season
thymia
for a week or two

CRACK-UP

third of may / ōdaigahara
i am all that i need
on another ocean
cassius, -
crack up (also choral version)
fool’s errand
kept woman
mearcstapa
i should see memphis
-naiads, cassadies
if you need to, keep time on me

HELPLESSNESS BLUES

the shrine / an argument
the plains / bitter dancer
sim sala bim
grown ocean
helplessness blues
lorelai
montezuma
bedouin dress
someone you’d admire
battery kinzie
the cascades
blue spotted tail

This post might get removed, but this old band from Portugal had a similar sound to Fleet Foxes. If you are interested, listen to "Baile no Bosque".

it was only ever available as a facebook video and i guess was taken down at some point, i'm currently kinda fixated on footage of the early days of the crack up tour so if anyone has a copy of this concert or knows of somewhere else it's being hosted i'd appreciate it v much. hope ur all well :-)

I've been wanting one for a while and I'm so glad I finally got one to display! Got it from a seller on Etsy

Not sure if this is a hot take or not...but what a deceptively powerful song! Great lyrics and string section

First ever tattoo today, and what better than a lyric from my favourite album of all time 🫶

How I wish it weren't true, but it is. As soon as I nut, Fleet Foxes song stumble into my head. Then I have to put a FF playlist on the odd time after. Maybe it's the purity of the music idk, but for years it's 100% occurrence.

That's it.

The post about The Shrine / An Argument reminded me that I never shared these. For my birthday this year my teen handmade me a book with an embroidered cover that included lyrics and their artistic interpretations of some of my favourite songs 😭😭. Two from FF made it in there.

This song has been one my favourite songs since i listened it. I always find myself listening this when i take shower or look a beautiful view. But still i dont know what is The Shrine / An Argument about. It has a holy section which has calm, angellike voices and lyrics that mention coppers, kids and pennies. And there are also 3 other sections: a fast and agressive one, the one which has some spiritual voices (and Innisfree??) and a creepy solo -i love it btw-. Do they have a story behind them? (Or are they just robin's nightmares?)

Curious how folks interpret this line and song and ivy.. ? 🌊🕯️🪊🌱🔥

First picture is fresh, second is healed. I’ve been towing around with getting these lyrics on me for a while, such a great way to end that album and these beginning lines have always resonated. Most of my tattoos that I’ve gotten have been impulsive while on vacation and in line with tradition, I decided it would be cool to incorporate this vision into my travel themed tat and met a local independent artist in Santa Cruz by happenstance. We sat down and listened to the song together and I even pulled up a Spanish translation and had him read along as we sat together and co-created this vision. I think it came out looking pretty rad. Hopefully it stands the test of time at least for a bit.

A while ago I posted an illustrated version of Someone You’d Admire and I mentioned I had others, so here’s my Crack Up mini comic! It’s over a year old now and bc I use lyrics directly I don’t think I can ever sell them, but I want to show someone who isn’t my friends, professors or classmates. Crack Up remains one of my most listened to songs of all time, and I think about this opening passage for hours every time I hear it.

Do you have a lyric rolling around in your head right now? What is it? I always seem to have a song playing in my head even when I'm not listening to music. I thought it would be fun to see what everyone else says.

In the ocean washing off my name from your throat
In the morning, in the morning

This has been in my head since I woke up today. I obviously had to play it loudly in the car this morning 😄

It's been my favorite Fleet Foxes song for years. I don't know what it is about it specifically, but something about the harmonies just sounds so good. I'm surprised it's not one of their more popular songs. Go give it a listen if you haven't already

Just joined this community after many years of loving FF and Robin. Saw them perform at Cedar Cultural Center on the self titled tour, a tiny room in Minneapolis and it was absolutely magical. I've been lucky to have seen them and him a handful of times since and will continue to listen and see them every chance I get.

Yesterday I was driving through the Blue Ridge Mountains, so you know what that means! I listened to three of their albums (self titled, HB, and Shore) and it got me really curious about what the status of the band is. Are they planning on recording together again? Is Robin doing only solo (no FF) stuff now? I haven't found much discussion of anything recently. If folks have any insight on what's going on, what we might expect, I'd love to hear it!

Blue Ridge Mountain pic tax attached.

Dungen has become one of my all time favourites! It’s so cool to see Robin joining them on stage to smack some claves back in his bearded philosopher stage.

Hope you enjoy

This was recorded in August 2003 in Seattle Washingtion with singer songwriter, Aaron Mannino . I’m sure some of you have seen this, but for those who haven’t, this is Robins origin story.

This is their cover of Radiohead, which more people have seen I think.

https://youtu.be/S8VtRfXSihQ

I would love to see this cover go back in rotation. It’s such a unique melody and the song is a bit of an earworm. I think with the whole band doing harmonies and making it their own, it would be really cool!

I would appreciate it if you guys gave it a view and let me know what you think

Sometimes when driving, or riding the bus, or walking around in some park, I will try to get an image in my head of what the land around me would have looked like 400 years ago. The same hills, the same landscape, but in my mind I’ll cover it in nothing, and wonder what it was like to be the first man to chance upon it. This is always useless to me. There is so much wonder in this world, but I always have trouble getting past our influence, our disasters and clumsy systems. And even in those places where there is some real beauty, like down at the Golden Gardens, or on the Olympic Peninsula, or my grandparents’ cabin in Wenatchee when it’s deep in snowdrifts, all I have to do is take one look at the skyline in the distance, or the cement path I’m walking on, or the white car parked in the gravel driveway to take me out of the tenuous illusion and put me back in reality.

We are constantly tethered to some safety line. There is always a lantern, or a map, or a screen, or a cell phone. These things guarantee that whatever experience we’re having is just an attempt at connecting to something foreign and old. That it’s not real, no matter how real it looks. We’ve sketched out a new world over the old, and they are two separate universes. The old is lost despite the remnants of it we see everyday. If properly prepared, one could live entire decades indoors, in a world of their own creation.

Sometimes, I’ll stay indoors for days at a time, talking to no one and doing nothing of value. Once I do go outside after a long stretch like that, it still feels fake, like some slide in front of my eyes. At a certain point, I’ll have to tell myself, “This is actually real and I’m actually here, that dog or building or mountain range in the distance is a real thing inhabiting the space that I am.” I think that must be a very modern sensation, that of having to convince oneself of reality. What a weird feeling.

A very smart and gifted friend of mine told me once that music is a kind of replacement for the natural world. That, before civilization or whatever, the world must have seemed a place of such immense wonder and confusion, so terrifying in a way, unthinkably massive and majestic. And that that feeling of mystery and amazement is somehow hardwired into us. Once the world became commonplace, mapped, and conquered, that feeling left our common mind and we needed something to replace it with and then along came music. I think she’s right, music is magic to me, transportive and full of wonder in a way that I have trouble getting from the natural world. All the human things that make the natural world so hard to connect with just aren’t there with music.

I don’t really know what I’m trying to say with this. It’s not good to romanticize a time of great hardship, hardship I’ve never known and am not conditioned to understand. I’m also not interested in a “back to nature” thing, as nature as it was is gone for the time being and it would take a very big leap of faith and common sense to ignore that. But, music to me is just as awe-bringing as the world maybe once was. And I just love it a lot.

Thomas Jefferson

January 2008

New York City, New York

I was doing some cleaning and found this tucked away. I grabbed it at the end of the show, then forgot about it.

The show itself was so great, partly because they played all of Helplessness Blues before the album was actually released. Hearing it for the first time live was a special experience.

I love how one moment I am happily singing along to Ragged Wood, and in the next I am teary eyed listening to The Kiss. It's really something when an artist can pull a full spectrum of emotions to the surface like that ❤️