Last Known Surroundings

"Last Known Surroundings"
Written & Performed by Explosions in the Sky
Directed by Ptarmak
Illustration: Sissy Emmons
Animation: David Hobizal
Addt'l Artistry: JR Crosby, Luke Miller, Zach Ferguson
Ben Hansen, Christy Carroll, Annie Mayfield
Addt'l 3D: Josh Johnson
ptarmak.com
explosionsinthesky.com

[@karanicole576]

I listened to this song when I was in middle school. I can’t believe it only has 10,000 views. Such a beautiful song

[@Creaturefiendyo]

I just had the same revelation wtf I figured this would be huge

[@Imtired170]

It should be huge. These guys are awesome. Nothing else like it

[@braindead_boi]

oh my gosh i just realised yeah i listend to this in middle school too

[@Smashzilla...]

This is truly something magical. When you look out into the stars and wonder, you think of what you can understand, but past what we can understand is _______. When lost you feel alone, your eye hallow your skin fallen, you are a skeleton trapped in a wolrd that is unacceptable, you are nothing in the world, but you are everything, and when you are everything you become nothing, but when you are nothing, what are you? Who are you, what are you, what will you become. Skull wizard, open your eyes and see.

[@sab1229]

needs many, many more views

[@DorothyOzmaLover]

I love this band so much as well as this piece since the music is so otherworldly with true passion that influences me as a guitarist, then the visual narrative wonderfully transports viewers into another realm.

[@bayujram]

5:22 beautifulllll sounds

[@daniely.1426]

omg, this band is like MONO, don't need vocals for so much emotion, it´s so magic

[@HellNova1]

vocalover 40 DONT. Don’t even compare them to MONO ever again lol. they are nowhere near to the creativeness of MONO.

[@surreal_vows_band]

​@@HellNova1at our time now, they are comparable to mono even tho they have their own sound

[@xsinspawnx]

❤

[@the-bottom-of-a-black-hole-.]

"The universe was combed for the answer and right under our noses like a mustache there it was. Must have not had a smell." ,dan'

[@Ogcrazylizard]

"The universe says to kindly shave off the moustache then" - lizandro God

[@garasham]

Never had such music moved me so emotionally and spiritually, from when I first heard this song that introduced me to this brilliant band. It brought me closer to God and transcended all time and space. I'm blessed to be alive and hear it in my lifetime. It's instrumental but what label of a genre would do it justice?

[@dreadthedreads]

This it what it looks like when i close my eyes

[@LuizHenrique-ry6zt]

2017 Brasil ✌

[@hilaryishillarion9749]

👁🏆👁

[@-VOOGS-]

A Crescendo is my entire essence, on every level available in the universe. The crescendo you pass by on the sidewalk, sit next to on the bus, or close your eyes to when you must go deeply within...or...when you need to °Remember°, that, to truly °Forget° all that is °Known°...is to °Unknowingly Hear° the °Loudest Silence°...the crescendo of your Life...Timeless. Explosions in the Sky are my all time, in every dimension, throughout the universe, most cherished, favorite Miracle in the entirety of what Music is. I would not be alive at this moment (03-07-2024, 11:11PM) nor would I be able to write this to you without Explosions in the Sky. I'm not sure why I'm writing this to you, I'm not even sure you'll notice, or read this. However...I must tell you that, one who dare... step into their own essence must have the courage to radiate it...for...there will come a time...when one must cross paths with the Shadow of their own Moon...to find The Way Home. Whoever you are, wherever you are...Thank Yourself for every single Dominoe that has been placed, one after the other, since the Birth of all that you are...for...when the appointed time is upon each of us...the dominoes shall fall, one after the other, pointing and guiding us in service to the Harmony and Unity of our Death. So it Goes...as our Last Known Surroundings become Unknown...we follow a Crescendo...that continues to grow until we are within an Infinite Orbit...and reunited with our Dearest Loved Ones...as if we were never even Gone. Sincerely, Just-Another-Curious-Elephant

[@the-bottom-of-a-black-hole-.]

"Translations won't do you a bit of good." said God. "Just wave hello, smile and show them your kindness, they'll be able to tell by the look in your eyes whether you have a soul to lose or find." ,dan'

[@Jim005]

They look like Tron Navi Bits

[@the-bottom-of-a-black-hole-.]

"There too was a woman from Nantucket, who pardon the expression said fuck it. Her mans name was Stan but she really loved Dan, so she left him for he now she's lovesick." ,dan'

[@Ogcrazylizard]

Dan there is a puzzle a riddle where there is none to he had. start all over. - lizandro God

[@the-bottom-of-a-black-hole-.]

"Poseidon and Odysseus call a truce a bitch and make peace instead." ,dan'

[@Ogcrazylizard]

Uranus morphed into odyssues. He was a shapeshifter. He was anything but fluid holding himself to these people and molds. make like water and just flow. be free. leave the containment lizandro God ps the bird say chirp chirp chirp christ

[@the-bottom-of-a-black-hole-.]

"Buried in space sat the stars in the dark only seeds only needs were a curious hark. So these minds wise and kind set them in constellations. Clusters like sisters and brothers of patience. Poly to Mono they thanked the caretakers. Pleased was Apollo, Jesus, Ra at their makers. Questions were posed like action figures on tables. The unicorn chose and submit to their stables. After all said was done, not a thing left unsaid, then the living sat dining at feasts with the dead. I don't know about you but I feel the power of words, but the name "Atlas Shrugs" sounds like a fly out for turds." ,dan' (Ayn Rand Eats a Ding Dong)

[@miaera]

reborn

[@the-bottom-of-a-black-hole-.]

"π falls in love with the color of Green. He tells her with silence of his enamory. She sees so she knows as she knows as she sees. She feels sweeter than honey made by the bees. Yearning and viscous, she pours herself into him; a jar with a heavy lid, again and again. Summer finds Autumn finds Winter finds Spring and together forever they sang and they sing. Blessed be and not to be, Yearn for love wholehopefully. ,dan'

[@Creaturefiendyo]

Emerica made

[@antisistema2951]

sou seu gado

[@beginnerexpert1822]

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