Biography:
School of Seven Bells (often abbreviated as SVIIB) was a dream pop/shoegaze/electronic band formed in 2007 in Brooklyn, New York, United States. The initial lineup consisted of Benjamin Curtis (guitar, synthesizers, vocals, production), Alejandra Deheza (vocals, guitar), and her identical twin sister Claudia Deheza (vocals, keyboards).
In October 2010, Claudia Deheza left SVIIB for personal reasons and the band continued as a duo. In 29 December 2013, Curtis (aged 35) died of cancer.
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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!
[Verse 1]
D
Sometimes I go whole days, listening, bored, half asleep
Bm A
I won't say anything, that's worth a thing to me one day,
A G
Suddenly time took a turn that once felt so brief
G
I blinked to see polite ghosts fading quickly
[Chorus]
D
What begins as an unguarded train of thoughts slowly can become
Bm
An addiction to the slumber of disconnection
A
And resonance of memory that no longer has a shape
G
But keeps you numb through the hours till gone is another day
[Verse 2]
D
Be aware, my darling, these things I say I mean are
Bm
Just traces of something I long to feel again
A G
I see our time expand in the air almost forcibly
G
Spreading thinner till it dissolves completely
[Interlude]
D Bm A G
[Chorus]
D
What begins as an unguarded train of thoughts slowly can become
Bm
An addiction to the slumber of disconnection
A
And resonance of memory that no longer has a shape
G
But keeps you numb through the hours till gone is another day
D
Sometimes I go whole days, listening, bored, half asleep
Bm A
I won't say anything, that's worth a thing to me one day,
A G
Suddenly time took a turn that once felt so brief
G
I blinked to see polite ghosts fading quickly
[Chorus]
D
What begins as an unguarded train of thoughts slowly can become
Bm
An addiction to the slumber of disconnection
A
And resonance of memory that no longer has a shape
G
But keeps you numb through the hours till gone is another day
[Verse 2]
D
Be aware, my darling, these things I say I mean are
Bm
Just traces of something I long to feel again
A G
I see our time expand in the air almost forcibly
G
Spreading thinner till it dissolves completely
[Interlude]
D Bm A G
[Chorus]
D
What begins as an unguarded train of thoughts slowly can become
Bm
An addiction to the slumber of disconnection
A
And resonance of memory that no longer has a shape
G
But keeps you numb through the hours till gone is another day
Schraubenyeti
Schreng Schreng (...)
Schroeders
Schrott nach 8
Schrottgrenze
Scooter
Scooter Brown Ba (...)
Scope
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