Bon Iver - For Emma, Forever Ago - REVINYL Edition LP

Bon Iver - For Emma, Forever Ago - REVINYL Edition LPRANDOM COLOR VINYL Bon Ivers debut full length For Emma, Forever Ago made major waves in critics circles based on the strength of an early artist pressed advance CD and a couple awe inspiring sets at CMJ back in October 2007. The New York Times called it irresistible and Pitchfork stamped its early review of the album with a Recommended tag. For those of you hiding away in a cabin of your own, its time that you hear the story, and more importantly,

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Bon Iver’s debut full-length For Emma, Forever Ago made major waves in critics’ circles based on the strength of an early artist-pressed advance CD and a couple awe-inspiring sets at CMJ back in October 2007. The New York Times called it “irresistible” and Pitchfork stamped its early review of the album with a Recommended tag. For those of you hiding away in a cabin of your own, it’s time that you hear the story, and more importantly, the music.  Bon Iver (pronounced: bohn eevair; French for “good winter” and spelled wrong on purpose) is a greeting, a celebration and a sentiment. It is a new statement of an artist moving on and establishing the groundwork for a lasting career. For Emma, Forever Ago is the debut of this lineage of songs. As a whole, the record is entirely cohesive throughout and remains centered around a particular aesthetic, prompted by the time and place for which it was recorded. Justin Vernon, the primary force behind Bon Iver, seems to have tested his boundaries to the maximum, and in doing so has managed to break free from any pre-cursing or finished forms.  It wasn’t planned. The goal was to hibernate. Vernon moved to a remote cabin in the woods of Northwestern Wisconsin at the onset of winter. He lived there alone for three months, filling his days with wood splitting and other chores around the land. This solitary time slowly began feeding a bold, uninhibited new musical focus. The days slowly evolved into nights filled with twelve-hour recording blocks, breaking only for trips on the tractor into the pines to saw and haul firewood, or for frozen sunrises high up a deer stand. All of his personal trouble, lack of perspective, heartache, longing, love, loss and guilt that had been stock piled over the course of the past six years, was suddenly purged into the form of song.