Biography:
Low is a slowcore band formed in Duluth, Minnesota, United States in 1993, by Alan Sparhawk (guitar and vocals), Mimi Parker (drums and vocals) and original bassist John Nichols (bass guitar). Zak Sally replaced Nichols after Low's first album and tour. In 2005, Sally quit the band; Matt Livingston replaced him shortly thereafter. In 2008 Steve Garrington took over on bass creating the current lineup of Sparhawk, Parker and Garrington.
Their music is commonly described as "slowcore
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Other songs:
- Especially Me
- Amethyst
- California
- Closer
- Days Of
- Death Of A Salesman
- Dinosaur Act
- Do You Know How To Waltz
- Dragonfly
- Embrace
- Fear
- Gentle
- Hatchet
- I Hear Goodnight
- If You Were Born Today Song For Little Baby Jesus
- In Metal
- In Silence
- In The Drugs
- Into You
- Just Like Christmas
- Just Make It Stop
- Landslide
- Like A Forest
- Lion Lamb
- Monkey
- No End
- Nothing But Heart
- Plastic Cup
- Point Of Disgust
- Sandinista
- Sea
- See
- Silver Rider
- Slide
- Somethings Turning Over
- Spanish Translation
- The Innocents
- The Violent Past
- Tomorrow One
- Try To Sleep
- Waiting
- Weight Of Water
- What Part Of Me
- When I Go Deaf
- Words
- You See Everything
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well you could always count on your friends to get you high
that's right
and you could always count on the 'rents to get you by
you could fly
and now they make you piss into a plastic cup
and give it up
the cup will probably be here long after we're gone
what's wrong
they'll probably dig it up a thousand years from now
and how
they'll probably wonder what the hell we used it for
and more
this must be the cup the king held every night
as he cried
Break A G
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well maybe you should go out and write your own damn song
and move on
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