Biography:
Joy Division were a post-punk band formed in 1976 in Salford, Greater Manchester, United Kingdom. Originally named Warsaw, the band consisted of Ian Curtis (vocals and occasional guitar), Bernard Sumner (guitar and keyboards), Peter Hook (bass guitar and backing vocals) and Stephen Morris (drums and percussion). The band dissolved in May 1980 after the suicide of its lead singer, Ian Curtis. Much of their popularity/reputation arguably resulted from frequent playings on air by iconic DJ John Peel
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Other songs:
- Atomsphere
- Decades
- Love Will Tear Us Apart
- Love Will Tear Us Apart (difficult)
- Love Will Tear Us Apart (in A Minor)
- New Dawn Fades
- Shadowplay
- She's Lost Control (bass Line)
- T
- Transmission
- A Means To An End
- Ang Mundo
- Atmosphere
- Day Of The Lord
- Dead Souls
- Disorder
- Drawback
- Heart And Soul
- Isolation
- Novelty
- Shes Lost Control
- The Eternal
- The Kill
- The Only Mistake
- Walked In Line
- Warsaw
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G- F- C
In fear every day, every evening,
He calls her aloud from above,
Carefully watched for a reason,
Painstaking devotion and love,
Surrendered to self preservation,
From others who care for themselves.
A blindness that touches perfection,
But hurts just like anything else.
Isolation, isolation, isolation.
Mother I tried please believe me,
I'm doing the best that I can.
I'm ashamed of the things I've been put through,
I'm ashamed of the person I am.
Isolation, isolation, isolation.
But if you could just see the beauty,
These things I could never describe,
These pleasures a wayward distraction,
This is my one lucky prize.
Isolation, isolation, isolation...
In fear every day, every evening,
He calls her aloud from above,
Carefully watched for a reason,
Painstaking devotion and love,
Surrendered to self preservation,
From others who care for themselves.
A blindness that touches perfection,
But hurts just like anything else.
Isolation, isolation, isolation.
Mother I tried please believe me,
I'm doing the best that I can.
I'm ashamed of the things I've been put through,
I'm ashamed of the person I am.
Isolation, isolation, isolation.
But if you could just see the beauty,
These things I could never describe,
These pleasures a wayward distraction,
This is my one lucky prize.
Isolation, isolation, isolation...
Joyce Zanardi
Józef Wyb (...)
Jp Cooper
Jp Hoe
Jp Saxe