Biography:
The Crookes consist of George Waite, Daniel Hopewell, Russell Bates and Tom Dakin. They are set to release their second L.P on legendary indie label Fierce Panda this summer. The band have built up a Cult Underground following known as the "Bright Young Things" and are at the forefront of the nascent NEW POP movement in the UK guitar scene.
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Other songs:
- Yes, Yes, We’re Magicians
- A Colliers Wife
- Afterglow
- American Girls
- Backstreet Lovers
- Bloodshot Days
- Bright Young Things
- Chandelier Girls
- Chorus Of Fools
- Chours Of Fools Acoustic
- City Of Lights
- Collecting Skies
- Dont Put Your Faith In Me
- Echolalia
- Godless Girl
- Hold Fast
- I Love You Bridge
- I Wanna Waste My Time On You
- Just Like Dreamers
- Maybe In The Dark
- More Blitz Than Ritz
- Mrs Porter
- Outsiders
- Sal Paradise
- Sofie
- Somewhere Over The Bus Stop
- Tell England
- The Cooler King
- Two Drifters
- When Youre Fragile
- Yes Yes Were Magicians
- Youth
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!
[Verse 1]
A D E D A D
Each day’s the same ‘til I think that I hear your name in echolalia.
A D E D A D
And each time it hurts ‘cos I don’t know who said it first. Echolalia.
Bm D A E
And empty refrains, they still cut me like an old razor blade.
[Chorus]
D A F#m D
Still I keep chasing the cheap fix ‘til I wake from this crisis on my own
A E D A F#m D E
My mind unfolds and I resolve to forget her but I still hear the echoes come the low.
[Verse 2]
D E D A D
My mind’s entwined with a symphony of overheard lines of echolalia.
A E
And I feel half-sane ‘til somebody goes and whispers your name
[Chorus]
D A F#m D
Still I keep chasing the cheap fix ‘til I wake from this crisis on my own
A D A F#m D
My mind unfolds and I resolve to forget her but I still hear the echoes come the low,
A D
I’m still hearing echoes…
[Solo]
A F#m E D A F#m E D
[Bridge]
E
I should listen to what my Father says,
D
God knows I’ve made all of his mistakes.
E
Instead I’m making them all again
E
I should brush aside what The Strangers tell me,
D E
that those on the outside are born to be lonely.
D A D A D E
No they don’t even know me. . . they don’t even know me. . . they don’t even know me
[Chorus]
D E D
Still I keep chasing the cheap fix ‘til I wake from this crisis on my own
A E D A F#m D
My mind unfolds and I resolve to forget her but I still hear the echoes come the low.
E
Still hear those echoes
D E D
I keep chasing the cheap fix ‘til I wake from this crisis on my own
A D A F#m D
My mind unfolds and I resolve to forget her but I still hear the echoes come the low.
A E D
Still hear those echoes come the low
A E D
I still hear those echoes come the low
(x2)
[Outro]
A E D E D A D
A D E D A D
Each day’s the same ‘til I think that I hear your name in echolalia.
A D E D A D
And each time it hurts ‘cos I don’t know who said it first. Echolalia.
Bm D A E
And empty refrains, they still cut me like an old razor blade.
[Chorus]
D A F#m D
Still I keep chasing the cheap fix ‘til I wake from this crisis on my own
A E D A F#m D E
My mind unfolds and I resolve to forget her but I still hear the echoes come the low.
[Verse 2]
D E D A D
My mind’s entwined with a symphony of overheard lines of echolalia.
A E
And I feel half-sane ‘til somebody goes and whispers your name
[Chorus]
D A F#m D
Still I keep chasing the cheap fix ‘til I wake from this crisis on my own
A D A F#m D
My mind unfolds and I resolve to forget her but I still hear the echoes come the low,
A D
I’m still hearing echoes…
[Solo]
A F#m E D A F#m E D
[Bridge]
E
I should listen to what my Father says,
D
God knows I’ve made all of his mistakes.
E
Instead I’m making them all again
E
I should brush aside what The Strangers tell me,
D E
that those on the outside are born to be lonely.
D A D A D E
No they don’t even know me. . . they don’t even know me. . . they don’t even know me
[Chorus]
D E D
Still I keep chasing the cheap fix ‘til I wake from this crisis on my own
A E D A F#m D
My mind unfolds and I resolve to forget her but I still hear the echoes come the low.
E
Still hear those echoes
D E D
I keep chasing the cheap fix ‘til I wake from this crisis on my own
A D A F#m D
My mind unfolds and I resolve to forget her but I still hear the echoes come the low.
A E D
Still hear those echoes come the low
A E D
I still hear those echoes come the low
(x2)
[Outro]
A E D E D A D
The Feeling
The First Editio (...)
The Gaslight Ant (...)
The Goo Goo Doll (...)
The Grass Roots
The Pussycat Dol (...)
The Rembrandts
The Rezillos
The Romantics
The Scabs