Biography:
Phosphorescent is the solo project of American musician and songwriter Matthew Houck (born 1980 in Alabama). Houck began recording and performing under this nom de plume in 2001 in Athens, Georgia, USA. He is currently based in Brooklyn, New York.
Before recording under the name Phosphorescent, Houck traveled the world playing under the moniker Fillup Shack and, in 2000, self-released a limited pressing of the album "Hipolit". In 2001 Houck changed his recording name to Phosphorescent
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Other songs:
- Song For Zula
- Wolves
- A New Anhedonia
- A Picture Of Our Torn Up Praise
- All Of It All
- Cest La Vie No 2
- Christmas Down Under
- Cocaine Lights
- Down To Go
- Endless
- Last Thing I Needed
- Los Angeles
- Mermaid Parade
- Mrs Juliette Low
- Muchachos Tune
- My Beautiful Boy
- My Dove My Lamb
- New Birth In New England
- Nothing Was Stolen Love Me Foolishly
- Pretty
- Ride On Right On
- Salt And Blues
- Terror In The Canyons The Wounded Master
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!
Capo 2
C G C F
if the sound that gets made with each going away
C G
were to lean on my knuckles to come
C G C F
then all the spinning about making moths in my mouth
C G C
like a hymn from the heavens would hum
(Same Thing Throughout)
babies sweet on the floor ever calling for more
ever tasting their flight on their tongues
see them roll on the ground with their bellies so round
know they're bound to keep rolling along
and mrs. juliette low sings so pretty and slow
singing 'boy aint you going so wrong?
if your voice is to pray and your legs is to stay
then where you been going so long?'
yet still the light likes to fade at the end of each day
and it shines like a curtain of glass
onto some state of grace where her movements takes place
aint we always so going so fast
C G C
in the chill of some gray afternoon
F C G
in the still fading light of my room
C G
i'll be aching to say
C F
lover don't go away
C G C
and won’t go away
-PS-
C G C F
if the sound that gets made with each going away
C G
were to lean on my knuckles to come
C G C F
then all the spinning about making moths in my mouth
C G C
like a hymn from the heavens would hum
(Same Thing Throughout)
babies sweet on the floor ever calling for more
ever tasting their flight on their tongues
see them roll on the ground with their bellies so round
know they're bound to keep rolling along
and mrs. juliette low sings so pretty and slow
singing 'boy aint you going so wrong?
if your voice is to pray and your legs is to stay
then where you been going so long?'
yet still the light likes to fade at the end of each day
and it shines like a curtain of glass
onto some state of grace where her movements takes place
aint we always so going so fast
C G C
in the chill of some gray afternoon
F C G
in the still fading light of my room
C G
i'll be aching to say
C F
lover don't go away
C G C
and won’t go away
-PS-
Pibes Chorros
Pichi Pichi Pitc (...)
Picture House
Picture Me Broke (...)
Picture This