Biography:
Bill Baird is an American musician and creative technologist. He was one of the founding members of the band SOUND TEAM and current leader of Sunset (formerly {{{Sunset}}}). His own material pursues experimental approaches to folk / pop / ambient. Much of his work can be found on his bandcamp page, here.
Baird has been writing and playing songs for a while. The early songs were "lo-fi" and contained numerous recording experiments. Lots of backwards flange pedal.
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Artist: Bill Baird (of Sound Team)
Song: Half a Man, Half a Man
official website: http://www.blondebill.com/
E A E
I’m spitting out a folk song, but I’m not feeling well
A E F# B
And if you could see just where I be, you’d rather sunbathe in Hell
E A E
‘Cause it’s cold as stone to feel alone surrounded by a crowd
A E B E
Their hungry ears rip up my songs, and it makes me scream out loud
A E A E
I’m half a man, I’m half a man, I’ve sung myself in two
A E F# B
I smoke a spliff, I play a riff, and try to tie my shoes
E A E
I’m half and half a short giraffe, a dentist with no teeth
A E B E
I write songs of love, they only bring me grief.
[interlude]
Nobody knows, nobody sees
I sing a happy song and the people are all pleased
But to know what happiness is, you first gotta know the sad
And to find inner peace, you first gotta go mad.
I’m half a man, I’m half a man, I’ve sung myself in two
I smoke a spliff, play a riff, and try to tie my shoes
I’m half and half a short giraffe, a dentist with no teeth
I write songs of love, they only bring me grief
Song: Half a Man, Half a Man
official website: http://www.blondebill.com/
E A E
I’m spitting out a folk song, but I’m not feeling well
A E F# B
And if you could see just where I be, you’d rather sunbathe in Hell
E A E
‘Cause it’s cold as stone to feel alone surrounded by a crowd
A E B E
Their hungry ears rip up my songs, and it makes me scream out loud
A E A E
I’m half a man, I’m half a man, I’ve sung myself in two
A E F# B
I smoke a spliff, I play a riff, and try to tie my shoes
E A E
I’m half and half a short giraffe, a dentist with no teeth
A E B E
I write songs of love, they only bring me grief.
[interlude]
Nobody knows, nobody sees
I sing a happy song and the people are all pleased
But to know what happiness is, you first gotta know the sad
And to find inner peace, you first gotta go mad.
I’m half a man, I’m half a man, I’ve sung myself in two
I smoke a spliff, play a riff, and try to tie my shoes
I’m half and half a short giraffe, a dentist with no teeth
I write songs of love, they only bring me grief
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