Maggie Rogers has announced Surrender, the long-awaited follow-up to 2019's Heard It in a Past Life. The record is arriving July 29 on Capitol, and today Rogers has shared a trailer for the album featuring snippets of new music and a poem written by Rogers.
Surrender was recorded in three locations: Electric Lady Studios in New York, Peter Gabriel's Real World Studios near Bath in England, and Rogers' parents' garage.
So far, there's no word on an official single or tracklist, but expect that news to come soon.
Read the poem that accompanies the album announcement and check out the Surrender trailer below.
When I'm angry or in love, I feel it in my teeth.
Strange harmonic buzzing.
Cuts through my hands.
My jaw.
My breast bone.
For a long time I fought it. Resisted. Held up my fists.
Tried to hold the current. Foolish.
I found peace in distortion. A chaos I could control.
Turned the drums up real loud hoping they could shock me back in.
Break the numbness.
Let the bright lights drag me out.
Do you fear what's underneath? Is your jaw wound tight?
Do you ever want to bite?
And what if you did?
Sink your gums into a shoulder.
Of a lover.
Of a day.
Of a year.
We were 18. We were 23. I'm 27 now.
Here's all I have. It's yours to take.
Love. Hate. Anger. Feral joy.
This is the story of what happened when I finally gave in.
Can you let go?
Can you feel it all?
Can you –
Surrender was recorded in three locations: Electric Lady Studios in New York, Peter Gabriel's Real World Studios near Bath in England, and Rogers' parents' garage.
So far, there's no word on an official single or tracklist, but expect that news to come soon.
Read the poem that accompanies the album announcement and check out the Surrender trailer below.
When I'm angry or in love, I feel it in my teeth.
Strange harmonic buzzing.
Cuts through my hands.
My jaw.
My breast bone.
For a long time I fought it. Resisted. Held up my fists.
Tried to hold the current. Foolish.
I found peace in distortion. A chaos I could control.
Turned the drums up real loud hoping they could shock me back in.
Break the numbness.
Let the bright lights drag me out.
Do you fear what's underneath? Is your jaw wound tight?
Do you ever want to bite?
And what if you did?
Sink your gums into a shoulder.
Of a lover.
Of a day.
Of a year.
We were 18. We were 23. I'm 27 now.
Here's all I have. It's yours to take.
Love. Hate. Anger. Feral joy.
This is the story of what happened when I finally gave in.
Can you let go?
Can you feel it all?
Can you –