Biography:
La Dispute is an American post-hardcore band from Grand Rapids, Michigan, formed in 2004. The current lineup is vocalist Jordan Dreyer, drummer Brad Vander Lugt, guitarist Chad Morgan-Sterenberg, guitarist Corey Stroffolino and bass guitarist Adam Vass. With a firm passion for the concept of music and art as a medium for making new friends, La Dispute makes music that is both artistically, technically, and emotionally engaging in hopes of establishing legitimate connections with any and all interested people
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Other songs:
- Eight
- Last Blues Fore Bloody Knuckles
- Nine
- Objects In Space
- Safer In The Forest - Love Song For Poor Michigan
- Such Small Hands
- United states
- Extraordinary Dinner Party
- First Reactions After Falling Through The Ice
- Hudsonville Mi 1956
- Last Blues
- Last Blues For Bloody Knuckles
- Nobody Not Even The Rain
Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
Not a whole lot to say, one of my favorite songs by this band and want to throw up some simple chords/lyrics
for anyone looking to do maybe an acoustic cover of this superb piece of art. Any questions, corrections,
or concerns, leave them below in the comments. Thank you!
Gm Bb F C
E|-----3-----1-----1-----3-----|
B|-----3-----3-----1-----5-----|
G|-----3-----3-----2-----5-----|
D|-----5-----3-----3-----5-----|
A|-----5-----1-----3-----3-----|
E|-----3-----------1-----------|
If you would like, you can do the lead part, here's an idea of how it would go:
E|-----3-------------6-----1-----------------3-----------------|
B|-----3-------------6-----1-----1-----------5-----5-----------|
G|-----3-------------7-----2-----------------5-----------5-----|
D|-----5-----5/7-----8-----3-----------3-----5-----------------|
A|-----5-------------8-----3-----------------3-----------------|
E|-----3-------------6-----1-----------------------------------|
Gm Bb
I recall once on the church steps,
F
When I moved to kiss your chest,
C
How we paid such close attention
Gm
To each sweet and stuttered breath,
Bb
I should’ve stopped to paint our picture,
F
Captured honest pure affection,
C
Just to document the difference
Gm
between attraction and connection.
Gm Bb
I can see all of my friends and
F
I break into empty buildings,
F
When the coast was clear,
C
With backpacks full of beer,
Gm
We’d throw our bottles from the rooftops
Bb
At this city-it looked endless.
F
Guess I still don’t see the difference
C Gm
between real purpose and that urgent adolescence.
Gm Bb
And I remember in a basement sharing sweat
F
With all these stranger boys and girls,
C
“We’ll change the world!” We sang,
Gm
“We’ll change the world!” But,
Gm
Nothing seems to change and
Bb
They say none of them will listen,
F C
But I still see much more power in that basement
Gm
than in heartless politicians.
Gm Bb
And if we get beaten by this winter,
F
If we get strangled by regret, just
C
Let our love of life and tension
Gm
Gasp in sweet and stuttered breaths, and
Bb
Have them lay us in a basement,
F
Smash some bottles on the ground, and
C
Say we couldn't tell the difference
C Gm
between the feeling and the sound.
Bb
Remember not our faulty pieces,
F
Remember not our rusted parts,
C
It’s not the petty imperfections that define us but
Gm
The way we hold our hearts,
Bb
And the way we hold our heads,
F
I hope they write your names beside mine
C
on my gravestone when I’m dead.
Gm Bb
And when we’re dead let our voices carry on
Bb
To find a better song.
F C
To find a better song and sing along
for anyone looking to do maybe an acoustic cover of this superb piece of art. Any questions, corrections,
or concerns, leave them below in the comments. Thank you!
Gm Bb F C
E|-----3-----1-----1-----3-----|
B|-----3-----3-----1-----5-----|
G|-----3-----3-----2-----5-----|
D|-----5-----3-----3-----5-----|
A|-----5-----1-----3-----3-----|
E|-----3-----------1-----------|
If you would like, you can do the lead part, here's an idea of how it would go:
E|-----3-------------6-----1-----------------3-----------------|
B|-----3-------------6-----1-----1-----------5-----5-----------|
G|-----3-------------7-----2-----------------5-----------5-----|
D|-----5-----5/7-----8-----3-----------3-----5-----------------|
A|-----5-------------8-----3-----------------3-----------------|
E|-----3-------------6-----1-----------------------------------|
Gm Bb
I recall once on the church steps,
F
When I moved to kiss your chest,
C
How we paid such close attention
Gm
To each sweet and stuttered breath,
Bb
I should’ve stopped to paint our picture,
F
Captured honest pure affection,
C
Just to document the difference
Gm
between attraction and connection.
Gm Bb
I can see all of my friends and
F
I break into empty buildings,
F
When the coast was clear,
C
With backpacks full of beer,
Gm
We’d throw our bottles from the rooftops
Bb
At this city-it looked endless.
F
Guess I still don’t see the difference
C Gm
between real purpose and that urgent adolescence.
Gm Bb
And I remember in a basement sharing sweat
F
With all these stranger boys and girls,
C
“We’ll change the world!” We sang,
Gm
“We’ll change the world!” But,
Gm
Nothing seems to change and
Bb
They say none of them will listen,
F C
But I still see much more power in that basement
Gm
than in heartless politicians.
Gm Bb
And if we get beaten by this winter,
F
If we get strangled by regret, just
C
Let our love of life and tension
Gm
Gasp in sweet and stuttered breaths, and
Bb
Have them lay us in a basement,
F
Smash some bottles on the ground, and
C
Say we couldn't tell the difference
C Gm
between the feeling and the sound.
Bb
Remember not our faulty pieces,
F
Remember not our rusted parts,
C
It’s not the petty imperfections that define us but
Gm
The way we hold our hearts,
Bb
And the way we hold our heads,
F
I hope they write your names beside mine
C
on my gravestone when I’m dead.
Gm Bb
And when we’re dead let our voices carry on
Bb
To find a better song.
F C
To find a better song and sing along
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