Biografía:
The lead singer of punk band The Loved Ones. In January 2011, he released his debut solo album, 'Resolutions', through Paper + Plastick records - touring extensively to promote it. A statement from the label, quoted on punknews.org, described the record's origins:
"While writing the follow-up to the last Loved Ones release (2009's Distractions, Fat Wreck Chords), Hause was writing songs that didn't seem like they would fit on a Loved Ones record.
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Otras canciones:
- Autism Vaccine Blues
- Becoming Secular
- Before Acoustic
- Benediction
- Bricks
- Bury Me In Philly
- Cmon Kid
- Damascus
- Dirty Fucker
- Divine Lorraine
- Fathers Son
- Heavy Heart
- Helluva Home
- Jane Acoustic
- Lemon Hill
- Melanin
- Mothers Day
- My Mistake
- Prague
- Pray For Tuscon
- Pretty Good Year
- Rankers And Rotters
- Resolutions
- Same Disease
- Seasons Greetings From Ferguson
- Shaky Jesus
- Steady Now
- Stockholm Syndrome
- The Ditch
- The Flinch
- The Great Depression
- The Shine
- Time Will Tell
- We Cold Be Kings
- We Could Be Kings
- Wild Love
- With You
- Years From Now
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
Power chords make this song a little easier, and in certain parts of the song (particularly the
D to D/C#) sound a little more natural - I personally suggest alternating between open and power or barre
chords based on what's comfortable for you.
[Intro]
F#m E D A
F#m E D D/C# A
[Verse]
A
Can I move to California and keep my head held high
A
These bipolar East Coast forecasts leave me fried
E F#m D
And I got lonesome there since the day she died
E F#m D
I never been too good at saying long goodbyes
E F#m G
So write me one good song and dry my sisters’ eyes
D E A
And bury me in Philly when I die
[Chorus]
F#m E D D/C# A
Bury me
F#m E D D/C# A
Bury me, yeah
[Verse]
A
If I delete all my profiles can I make you come
A
A digital golden calf at first it seemed like fun
E F#m D
But it gets lonesome there and I could use some sun
E F#m D
All the clicks and likes feel like hit and runs
E F#m G
I’m turning off my phone, I’m turning in my gun
D E
You can bury me in Philly when I’m done
[Chorus]
F#m E D D/C# A
Bury me
F#m E D D/C# A
Bury me
F#m E D D/C# A
Give my ’65 to Tim and dry my sisters’ eyes
F#m E D D/C# A
And bury me in Philly when I die
[Solo]
G D D/C# A (x3)
E
[Bridge]
Bm D
Let the ground beneath my feet
A E
Fail if it wants to now
F#m
You’ve got dancing shoes
D A E
I’ve got blues to lose and I want you to show me how
D G D E
I’m ready for it now
[Verse]
A
I can show you that I love you if you’ll let me in
A
I don’t need a savior if I don’t believe in sin
E F#m D
But it gets lonesome here out on a limb
E F#m D
I’m singing ragged songs and howling broken hymns
E F#m G
So come on Golden State let me in
D E
They can bury me in Philly in the end
F#m E D D/C# A
In the end
F#m E D D/C# A
In the end
[Chorus]
F#m E D D/C# A
Bury me
F#m E D D/C# A
Bury me, yeah
F#m E D D/C# A
Give my ’65 to Tim and dry my sisters’ eyes
F#m E D D/C# A
And bury me in Philly when I die
G D D/C# A
Give my ’65 to Tim and dry my sisters’ eyes
F#m E D D/C# A
And bury me in Philly when I die
D to D/C#) sound a little more natural - I personally suggest alternating between open and power or barre
chords based on what's comfortable for you.
[Intro]
F#m E D A
F#m E D D/C# A
[Verse]
A
Can I move to California and keep my head held high
A
These bipolar East Coast forecasts leave me fried
E F#m D
And I got lonesome there since the day she died
E F#m D
I never been too good at saying long goodbyes
E F#m G
So write me one good song and dry my sisters’ eyes
D E A
And bury me in Philly when I die
[Chorus]
F#m E D D/C# A
Bury me
F#m E D D/C# A
Bury me, yeah
[Verse]
A
If I delete all my profiles can I make you come
A
A digital golden calf at first it seemed like fun
E F#m D
But it gets lonesome there and I could use some sun
E F#m D
All the clicks and likes feel like hit and runs
E F#m G
I’m turning off my phone, I’m turning in my gun
D E
You can bury me in Philly when I’m done
[Chorus]
F#m E D D/C# A
Bury me
F#m E D D/C# A
Bury me
F#m E D D/C# A
Give my ’65 to Tim and dry my sisters’ eyes
F#m E D D/C# A
And bury me in Philly when I die
[Solo]
G D D/C# A (x3)
E
[Bridge]
Bm D
Let the ground beneath my feet
A E
Fail if it wants to now
F#m
You’ve got dancing shoes
D A E
I’ve got blues to lose and I want you to show me how
D G D E
I’m ready for it now
[Verse]
A
I can show you that I love you if you’ll let me in
A
I don’t need a savior if I don’t believe in sin
E F#m D
But it gets lonesome here out on a limb
E F#m D
I’m singing ragged songs and howling broken hymns
E F#m G
So come on Golden State let me in
D E
They can bury me in Philly in the end
F#m E D D/C# A
In the end
F#m E D D/C# A
In the end
[Chorus]
F#m E D D/C# A
Bury me
F#m E D D/C# A
Bury me, yeah
F#m E D D/C# A
Give my ’65 to Tim and dry my sisters’ eyes
F#m E D D/C# A
And bury me in Philly when I die
G D D/C# A
Give my ’65 to Tim and dry my sisters’ eyes
F#m E D D/C# A
And bury me in Philly when I die
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