Mitski: NPR Music Tiny Desk Concert 

ok but how can she sing without crying

When she was yelling into that guitar.........she gets it

i’m so glad mitski invented the whole world she’s so considerate

Townie: daddy issues Class of 2013: mommy issues Last words of a shooting star: issues

my favorite quote of hers: "i've gotten a lot of complaints saying that I can't play guitar, and it's true, i'm a keyboardist. but I do this because for a lot of girls it's kind of scary to try to start playing guitar cause you feel like you immediately won't be good enough. so I'm telling you right now, I can't play guitar and I'm playing guitar on stage. you can just start where you can."

i love mitski, she makes me feel like an inside out sock

When I was 18 I laid in bed and listened to this and cried so hard because I hated myself and everything so much. I’m 24 now and life is beautiful.

It’s like she’s playing alone in her room, except we’re all watching her. Such an intimate and vulnerable performance. thank you mitski

Yes I Have Mommy Issues

her control is crazy. She can even control.. when she chooses not to control her voice ?

we all have unresolved childhood trauma but we all thought why get a therapist when you can watch mitski scream into a guitar

I can't believe mitski invented 2013! She's so powerful 😍

WHY ARE YOU GUYS SKIPPING STRAIGHT AHEAD TO CLASS OF 2013??!! I WILL NOT TOLERATE THE DISRESPECT TOWARDS TOWNIE.

I think I’m in love

I wish mitski was never embarrassed about this tiny desk concert vid, she’s amazing and so powerful in here it’s mind blowing.

Im so happy mitski invented teenage years

Mitski with exposed acne scream singing into her guitar has been constantly in my head since I saw this years ago and tbh it’s why I get up every day the raw energy in this is so powerful

"mom, im tired" *instant tears*

I think she deserves a new performance here

i think mitski's music can be described in one word as raw. it's not for people who like polished sounds. mitski's music is meant to be a knife to the gut, a punch to the eye. it's meant to make u feel the pain, & also to make u embrace it as a part of u.

i burst into tears at "can i dream for a few months more?"

0:02 Townie 2:17 Class of 2013 3:33 (SHE DOES THE THING WITH THE GUITAR) 4:33 Last Words of a Shooting Star

since no one did it, 0:00 - Townie 2:32 - Class Of 2013 4:39 - Last Words Of A Shooting Star thank me later.

The way she unapologetically shows up with her raw emotions and intensity throughout the whole thing. The way she dares to break open and wear her wounds like diamonds, so proudly. Nothing inspires me more and there's nothing i admire more than that about her.

Therapy is very expensive, Mitski’s music is free

the control of the shakiness in her voice reminds me of johnny cash but with teenage angst i’m all here for it.

Sometimes you don’t want a solution, you just want to be angry and upset and take your time resolving those feelings by yourself. Screaming along to this session in my car at work on my lunch really helped me today.

I love how she always goes “… thenx :)”

dear me in the future when you come back to this video again, i hope you’re okay.

this is not an npr video this is therapy

Her music is so personal to her. And yet I can feel that hollowness of what she was feeling at the time

3:35 literally crying and shaking and throwing up and bangnig my head against a wwall I LOVE HER SO FUCKNIG MUCH

“she didn’t sing the last note right in class of 2013 its out of tune” no hunny. She just didn’t resolve the chord and ended it on major seventh it’s called dissonance

the raw almost uncomfortable sounds of the first two songs are soothed SO DEEPLY by the last. she knows exactly what she's doing and it's incredible

Last words of a shooting star is perhaps the most beautifully written and heartbreaking song I’ve ever heard (though class of 2013 is a close second)

I am so desperately longing for the day where hearing "Class of 2013" won't have the power to make me break out into tears

Mistki made me feel confident in my own skin. You can write using simple chord progressions, you can have acne, you can be a singer, you can be all the things

mitski's music makes me want to burn a house down in slow motion

here bc of that one Reductress headline "Therapist Unknowingly in Constant Competition with Mitski’s Tiny Desk Concert"

I feel like Mitski’s music encapsulates exactly how it feels be young, growing up, and in love.

Oh my dear. Her music is like a punch from my 15-year-old self and a hug from my 34-year-old self in return. I love messy beautiful girlhood!

“looking like a big pulsing void and radiating pain”

I'm a 67 year old white guy. Mitski is the most radical thing I've heard in about 20 years. Simply awesome.

yes bestie scream at that guitar😌

06:01: "and you'd say you love me and look in my eyes but I know through mine you were looking in yours" ...speechless

My day be so fine but then boom. Class of 2013 by mitski. Sobbing rn

she literally plays my three favorite songs by her in order in this I'm the chosen one guys

she tells me its okay to be at war with everything around me and even myself but at the same time she recognizes that deep down i crave peace and acceptance

class of 2013 is the rawest shit i've ever seen

she absolutely blew me away when she started screaming into the guitar. went through so many emotions in these 8 minutes.

4:11 such an emotional line and then it just ends so abruptly?!?! MITSKI MY TEARS WONT CRAWL BACK INTO MY EYES

how does she not cry

I feel like this was so intimate, like it’s just her in a room without an audience or cameras. She’s just playing for herself and it’s so awesome.

This girl sees clear melody in her mind. I am envious.

You are here for Class of 2013 AGAIN???? are you okay?

she walks the line between delicate and devastating so gracefully. mitski forever

This is the first I'm seeing of Mitski. I'm totally blown away. Seems to me she has such control of her voice that she can make it sound like its shaky or like anything else I'd imagine. Creative purity is off the charts. She's fascinating.

try not to cry mitski tiny desk concert edition

shes the prettiest person ever

MOM WOULD YOU WASH MY BACKKKK THIS ONCE AND THEN WE CAN FORGET

I see a lot of comments about how bad her bass skills are but like...her music is mostly about the lyricism and emotion and poetry, so I honestly think it would take away from the raw emotion in her songs if she were to play anything more than the simple chords and riffs that she does play. But, it's all subjective, you can think whatever you want about her songs, I just wanted to put in my two cents.

I love the bits where she's singing "badly". the screaming in class of 2013 especially. it's so raw and powerful and she's not afraid to sound real instead of sounding good. it's so much more beautiful and meaningful this way.

Lyrics: *Townie*: There's a party and we're all going And we're all growing up Somebody's driving and he will be drinking And no one's going back 'Cause we've tried hungry and we've tried full and Nothing seems enough So tonight, tonight The boys are gonna go for More more more And I want a love that falls as fast As a body from the balcony, and I want a kiss like my heart is hitting the ground I'm holding my breath with a baseball bat Though I don't know what I'm waiting for I am not gonna be what my daddy wants me to be Smell that, it's wet grass, and smoke in my hair I think I've had enough But he wants a finale and I came prepared And we're not going back And I've tried sharing and I've tried caring And I've tried putting out But the boys boys boys keep coming on for More more more And change change change is gonna come, but When when when? And I want a love that falls as fast As a body from the balcony, and I want a kiss like my heart is hitting the ground I'm holding my breath with a baseball bat Though I don't know what I'm waiting for I am not gonna be what my daddy wants me to be And I want a love that falls as fast As a body from the balcony, and I want a kiss like my heart is hitting the ground I'm holding my breath with a baseball bat Though I don't know what I'm waiting for I am not gonna be what my daddy wants me to be Class of 2013: Mom, I'm tired Can I sleep in your house tonight? Mom, is it alright If I stay for a year or two? Mom, I'll be quiet It would be just to sleep at night And I'll leave once I figure out How to pay for my own life too Mom, would you wash my back? This once, and then we can forget And I'll leave what I'm chasing For the other girls to pursue Mom, am I still young? Can I dream for a few months more? Last Words Of A Shooting Star: All of this turbulence wasn't forecasted Apologies from the intercom And I am relieved that I'd left my room tidy They'll think of me kindly When they come for my things They'll never know how I'd stared at the dark in that room With no thoughts Like a blood-sniffing shark And while my dreams made music in the night Carefully I was going to live You wouldn't leave till we loved in the morning You'd learned from movies how love ought to be And you'd say you love me and look in my eyes But I know through mine you were Looking in yours And did you know the liberty bell is a replica Silently housed in its original walls And while its dreams played music in the night Quietly It was told to believe I always wanted to die clean and pretty But I'd be too busy on working days So I am relieved that the turbulence wasn't forecasted I couldn't have changed anyways I am relieved that I'd left my room tidy Goodbye

I simply love last words of a shooting star, at the same time that the song is calming the song sounds like the end of life, the freedom of death

Her voice sounds like she's yelling really quiet it's so good her lyrics are beautiful

I'm not a musician, so I don't know how bad her voice is, or how bad is the way she plays the guitar, but what I do know is that she's special, her music means something powerful to me, I can feel her, I can feel her music and her voice in my heart and in my mind. this tiny concert is one of my favorites.

this will be in my kid’s history book

“I don’t wanna take antidepressants. What if I lose my sparkle, huh?” The sparkle: 3:35

as a senior in high school class of 2013 hit me hard. it’s so scary growing up and having to make such life defining decisions. i want to make my parents proud, i don’t want to be a failure. sometimes i just want to be young again. i haven’t cried to many songs. god she’s so real and amazing.

mitski singing raw is actually something that can be so personal

Class of 2013 is such a beautifully painful song. I have to almost ration myself with listening to it bc I’ve still never listened without crying

this woman is incredibly beautiful

I've heard Class of 2013 multiple times, I'd even watched this version before, but as someone graduating from college in a few months, it really kicked in this time and listening her sing about the real fears of failure and feeling like a burden on your parents while still mourning your childhood/youth absolutely made me cry this time. Mitski's lyrics may be beautiful and poetic, but there's nothing vague about them; they hit right to the heart of the most specific relatable fears and desires and I love her so much for it.

3:51 the guitar faintly being in sync with her is now my favorite thing ever

I come back to this video a lot

her music is like an open wound and these live performances are like ripping the bandaid off, bleeding, vulnerable, real. every part of this fills me with pure emotion. i wouldve never guess how much i would cry over some songs, but thats the power it has.

what beautiful beautiful rage she's got

Watching this for the first time as a 13 year old girl, I felt something indescribable till this day. She’s one of my role models

Happy pride everyone :D

3:34 "mom" Mitski sang, calmly.

Mitski really woke up put on a tanktop went to tiny desk and made us emotional

she’s so beautiful

I love how Mitski wears her bare face.

hello fellow lesbians how we doing? anyone else melting?

i didnt understand townie when i first heard it. ive just started my first semester of uni and the lyrics hit me square in the chest

Guess what broke my heart in this set? Not "i always wanted to die clean and pretty" or "i'm not gonna be what my daddy wants me to be," but "Did you know the Liberty Bell is a replica?" No I did not, and that broke something in me.

Its amazing how Mitski is able to be so vulnerable with the audience. I busted out crying, she makes me feel so seen.

Seeing her grab the empty water bottle after her last song, forgetting for a split second that she finished it after the previous song, then not knowing what to do with it, I can relate to that

It actually makes me extremely happy to see her with acne, like me

mitski, i love you

I hope wherever mitski is rn she is happy, this looks so painful

mitski: "mom will you wash my back this once and then we can forget and I'll leave what I'm chasing for the other girls to pursue" the npr employees who came in thinking this was gonna be a normal day at work: 👀

She has such a beautiful, powerful anger that she's channeled into beautiful art, and she wears it proudly. Her music is an ode to the messier sides of ourselves that we're taught to repress. At least, that's what it meant to me.

am I the only one who tears up at "mom, will you wash my back this once?" my mom used to do it when I was little and it still touches me I never cry but ONCE I HEART THIS LINE I WAS TEARING UP I'm still cleaning the tears oh boy

townie: There's a party and we're all going And we're all growing up Somebody's driving and he will be drinking And no one's going back 'Cause we've tried hungry and we've tried full and Nothing seems enough So tonight, tonight The boys are gonna go for More more more And I want a love that falls as fast As a body from the balcony, and I want a kiss like my heart is hitting the ground I'm holding my breath with a baseball bat Though I don't know what I'm waiting for I am not gonna be what my daddy wants me to be Smell that, it's wet grass, and smoke in my hair I think I've had enough But he wants a finale and I came prepared And we're not going back And I've tried sharing and I've tried caring And I've tried putting out But the boys boys boys keep coming on for More more more And change change change is gonna come, but When when when? And I want a love that falls as fast As a body from the balcony, and I want a kiss like my heart is hitting the ground I'm holding my breath with a baseball bat Though I don't know what I'm waiting for I am not gonna be what my daddy wants me to be And I want a love that falls as fast As a body from the balcony, and I want a kiss like my heart is hitting the ground I'm holding my breath with a baseball bat Though I don't know what I'm waiting for I am not gonna be what my daddy wants me to be class of 2013: Mom, I'm tired Can I sleep in your house tonight? Mom, is it alright If I stay for a year or two? Mom, I'll be quiet It would be just to sleep at night And I'll leave once I figure out How to pay for my own life too Mom, would you wash my back? This once, and then we can forget And I'll leave what I'm chasing For the other girls to pursue Mom, am I still young? Can I dream for a few months more? last words of a shooting star: All of this turbulence wasn't forecasted Apologies from the intercom And I am relieved that I'd left my room tidy They'll think of me kindly When they come for my things They'll never know how I'd stared at the dark in that room With no thoughts Like a blood-sniffing shark And while my dreams made music in the night Carefully I was going to live You wouldn't leave till we loved in the morning You'd learned from movies how love ought to be And you'd say you love me and look in my eyes But I know through mine you were Looking in yours And did you know the liberty bell is a replica Silently housed in its original walls And while its dreams played music in the night Quietly It was told to believe I always wanted to die clean and pretty But I'd be too busy on working days So I am relieved that the turbulence wasn't forecasted I couldn't have changed anyways I am relieved that I'd left my room tidy Goodbye

as a closeted bisexual who deals with suicidal thoughts by myself, there's something so powerful about class of 2013 that i wish i could share with my friends, but i can't without being exposed. the secrecy and closeness with which i hold her music to my heart makes it so much more powerful and so much more lonelier, but im just grateful that someone out there wrote a song i can wail along to when im alone in the shower edit : thank you all for your kind words, im in a much better situation as of now. im glad to find out that im not alone in feeling this but im also saddened. remember, you are loved, always. don't be afraid to talk to someone :)

4:19 no, thank you mitski.

Can't believe I missed on mitski for so many years, I love love love her

When she starts Class of 2013 dear god IT HURTS

POV: you are very sad