He is living in Los Angeles, burrowed in the hills of excess and fame.
Hes high nearly every day, hooked on a slew of substances to help manage his improbable rise.
As a result, hes constantly creating new, darker music.
Jimmy Murton
Hes still alive, but hes not sure how.
This is where Millers second posthumous release,Balloonerism, finds him.
For hardcore fans, the bulk ofBalloonerismis nothing new.
The songs have not been reinvented or seemingly dabbled with.
In Transformation, Millers alter ego Delusional Thomas channelsDonnie Darko-esque dubbed vocals to illustrate his own psychosis.
The dissonance brings an uneasy, tragic reminder that Miller cant answer the call anymore.
But, in retrospect, the lyrics hold a different weight than they did when he was actively struggling.
Now, every word comes across as prophetic.
If I die young, promise to smile at my funeral, he directs on the Rubin-assisted Shangri-La.
Its a call for reinvention, but by nature, the posthumous release cannot offer that.
