A tranquil song in two parts that tells the story of the narrator’s “Last Year”, which was both the year before this one and and also the last year of his life. The first part is a narrator recounting the months the led to his ultimate suicide in December. The second part is the song that his former...
[Verse 1: Joe Newman]
January came and took my heart away
February felt the same
March, my hugs became hold ons
April, I huffed like porridge on the boil
Morning May, I'm downwind from your shampoo
Ichi, ni, san, go, roku, nana, hachi, kyuu, jyuu
June, I learned to count to ten in Japanese
Dry July, like wiping skin from my skull
Instead, I visit family
They told me I'm special
Hmm
Augustus came and stabilised me with my father's pain
Relieving drug, diazepam
Life floats away
October, I swam back for my birthday
Firework display in a cafeteria of my old school
Happier my coal-black sleep in my cold, deep bed
December, you sang at my funeral
[Verse 2: Marika Hackman]
If it's depths to your rivers, I've picked one for you
Oh, greedy with Ss but equalled by Is
If it's stones for your pockets, I've collected a few
To hold you down
To hold you down
[Refrain: Marika Hackman]
Mississippi, come back to me
Oh, Mississippi, your coal-black sleep
Oh, Mississippi
[Bassoon Solo]
[Refrain: Joe Newman and Marika Hackman]
Mississippi, come back to me
Oh, Mississippi from your cold black sleep
Oh, Mississippi
Last Year was written by Gus Unger-Hamilton & Joe Newman & Thom Sonny Green.
Last Year was produced by Charlie Andrew.
In an interview with IndieShuffle, Gus Unger-Hamilton said:
Marika’s part is another a song within a song. The first part, where Joe is singing, is someone reading sort of literally of this decline and depression and death over the course of a year. And the final line is “to be sang at my funeral,”...