Biography:
Foxing began in 2011 following the end of the group Hunter Gatherer, a post-rock band active from 2008 to 2010 that featured Josh Coll, Jon Hellwig and Matthew Piva. The initial lineup of the band shortly expanded to include Conor Murphy, who was then the bassist of the then active emo group Family Might and formerly the vocalist of the indie/post-rock band Torchlight Red. It also included guitarist Ben Helman of the melodic post-punk band Eagle Scout.
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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!
[Intro]
G Bm F#m D
[Verse]
G Bm F#m D
My bloodhound
G
baying at your door
Bm F#m D
The wild grass
G Bm F#m
overlapping your front porch
D G Bm F#m
The sound of scratching claws trimmed short
D G Bm F#m D
Keeps you buttoned up on the floor
A D G
And you're reduced to howls
A D G
And I'm not there to drown them out
A D G
Swallowing up the room
Letting yourself down
[Verse 2]
G Bm F#m D
Darling I'll be fine (The hiccups my mouth emits)
G Bm F#m D
I've left behind my calluses (This solicitude I won't forgive)
G Bm F#m D
I'll be whatever you like (All of this inside my head)
G Bm F#m D
Your seafaring love to the shore
[Verse 3]
G Bm D
When the tide rolled in there was nothing left
G Bm D
But an albatross hanging from my neck
G Bm D
And just as you could not contain the sea
G Bm D
You could not contain me
G Bm F#m D
[Verse]
G Bm F#m D
My bloodhound
G
baying at your door
Bm F#m D
The wild grass
G Bm F#m
overlapping your front porch
D G Bm F#m
The sound of scratching claws trimmed short
D G Bm F#m D
Keeps you buttoned up on the floor
A D G
And you're reduced to howls
A D G
And I'm not there to drown them out
A D G
Swallowing up the room
Letting yourself down
[Verse 2]
G Bm F#m D
Darling I'll be fine (The hiccups my mouth emits)
G Bm F#m D
I've left behind my calluses (This solicitude I won't forgive)
G Bm F#m D
I'll be whatever you like (All of this inside my head)
G Bm F#m D
Your seafaring love to the shore
[Verse 3]
G Bm D
When the tide rolled in there was nothing left
G Bm D
But an albatross hanging from my neck
G Bm D
And just as you could not contain the sea
G Bm D
You could not contain me
Frah Quintale
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Fran Perea
France Gall
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Francis M
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