Biography:
Though Mac McCaughan has plenty to keep him busy -- playing in Superchunk, managing the successful Merge Records -- he also spends time recording under the moniker of Portastatic. In 1993, Tom Scharpling of 18 Wheeler Records asked to release some of McCaughan's lo-fi, four-track Portastudio recordings; his request was met by the singles "Sandals with White Socks" and "Starter".
Since then the side-project has recorded (using a variety of lineups) six full length albums, several singles, and two movie soundtracks.
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Truckstop Cassettes - Portastatic
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Tabbed by: Jeff
intro: Cm7 F
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G|------3---3--/5---/7----5--7--/7---5-3-5-3---3--5-/7--5-5-5-52------------|
D|--/5----5----------------------------------5---------------------(3h5)-----|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
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Cm7 F
Shot from the green cannon of late spring
Cm7 F
The map on your lap unfolding
Cm7 F
Some states don't rave(?) in a blur
Cm7 F
Toothpaste across your reflection in muddy water
Cm7 F
We had truckstop cassettes and Liza Ks and Patsy Cline
Cm7 F
Send "Strange" in the desert every night at nine
Cm7 F
Purple light on your face in the canyon at dusk
Cm7 F Cm7
I thought I might as well go blind
F
I thought I might as well go blind
Bb Cm7 F
I thought my eyes had seen it all
Bb Cm7 F
I thought my eyes had seen it all
Bb Cm7 Ab Eb Bb
Then they lie to you in your head that our language can't capture it all
Cm7 F
But I thought my eyes had seen it all
Cm7 F
Slept all night in the dry scrub
Cm7 F
Crawled from the thicket with a new love
Cm7 F
Sleep in our eyes and I pulled a bug off your back
Cm7 F
You said "Leave me alone. Just let nature attack us"
Cm7 F
We had truckstop cassettes of Smokey Robinson and Kinks
Cm7 F
The tape hit the player just as we hit Cruisers Creek
Cm7 F Cm7 F
Our time was turning dusty yellow but the sun on your forehead shone pink
Cm7 F
I thought the worst was over
F
Just goes to show I shouldn't think
Bb Cm7 F
I thought my eyes had seen it all
Bb Cm7 F
I thought my eyes had seen it all
Bb Cm7 Ab Eb Bb
They made me desperation down this road and just down this hall but
Cm7 F
I thought my eyes had seen it all
Cm7 F G Bb
Bb Cm7 Ab
The tape ate the player ate the tape ate me
Eb Bb
The tape ate the player ate the tape ate me
Cm7 Ab Eb
The tape ate the player ate the tape ate me
Bb Cm7 Ab Eb
I promised you the best: a sparkling mirage at worst, a sea to another
Bb
shining sea
Cm7 Ab Eb Bb
The tape ate the player ate the tape ate me
| / slide up
| slide down
| h hammer-on
| p pull-off
| ~ vibrato
| + harmonic
| x Mute note
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Truckstop Cassettes - Portastatic
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Tabbed by: Jeff
intro: Cm7 F
e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
G|------3---3--/5---/7----5--7--/7---5-3-5-3---3--5-/7--5-5-5-52------------|
D|--/5----5----------------------------------5---------------------(3h5)-----|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
Cm7 F
Shot from the green cannon of late spring
Cm7 F
The map on your lap unfolding
Cm7 F
Some states don't rave(?) in a blur
Cm7 F
Toothpaste across your reflection in muddy water
Cm7 F
We had truckstop cassettes and Liza Ks and Patsy Cline
Cm7 F
Send "Strange" in the desert every night at nine
Cm7 F
Purple light on your face in the canyon at dusk
Cm7 F Cm7
I thought I might as well go blind
F
I thought I might as well go blind
Bb Cm7 F
I thought my eyes had seen it all
Bb Cm7 F
I thought my eyes had seen it all
Bb Cm7 Ab Eb Bb
Then they lie to you in your head that our language can't capture it all
Cm7 F
But I thought my eyes had seen it all
Cm7 F
Slept all night in the dry scrub
Cm7 F
Crawled from the thicket with a new love
Cm7 F
Sleep in our eyes and I pulled a bug off your back
Cm7 F
You said "Leave me alone. Just let nature attack us"
Cm7 F
We had truckstop cassettes of Smokey Robinson and Kinks
Cm7 F
The tape hit the player just as we hit Cruisers Creek
Cm7 F Cm7 F
Our time was turning dusty yellow but the sun on your forehead shone pink
Cm7 F
I thought the worst was over
F
Just goes to show I shouldn't think
Bb Cm7 F
I thought my eyes had seen it all
Bb Cm7 F
I thought my eyes had seen it all
Bb Cm7 Ab Eb Bb
They made me desperation down this road and just down this hall but
Cm7 F
I thought my eyes had seen it all
Cm7 F G Bb
Bb Cm7 Ab
The tape ate the player ate the tape ate me
Eb Bb
The tape ate the player ate the tape ate me
Cm7 Ab Eb
The tape ate the player ate the tape ate me
Bb Cm7 Ab Eb
I promised you the best: a sparkling mirage at worst, a sea to another
Bb
shining sea
Cm7 Ab Eb Bb
The tape ate the player ate the tape ate me
| / slide up
| slide down
| h hammer-on
| p pull-off
| ~ vibrato
| + harmonic
| x Mute note
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