Biografía:
Field Report is an American folk band formed in 2011 in Milwaukee, Wisconsin. The band is led by singer/songwriter Christopher Porterfield (a form member of the Justin Vernon-led band DeYarmond Edison.
Field Report, an anagram of Porterfield's surname, was culled together in the studio while recording their 2012 self-titled debut. They suddenly found themselves championed by their former idols: offered support tours by Counting Crows and Aimee Mann, lauded by the likes of Mark Eitzel and Richard Thompson, and covered by Blind Boys Of Alabama.
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¡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!
Field Report - Fergus Falls
A (D) A D A E
This is the one in which I miraculously pulled out
Fm D A
Of a free-fall dive over Fergus Falls, Minnesota
A (D) A D A E
And this is the one like ten years ago that I told you about
Fm D A
Where my wings iced up in the fall, as it gets colder
I was concealing his kid, under his crew neck state school sweatshirt
While he grinned off in the distance, behind prescription shades
They were blocking out the clouded out sun while he was hoping against a daughter
And no one saw my banners, my bruises, my flares, my flags
D E
I could have been an artist, if I had the tools
D E
I could have been a preacher, if I suffered fools
D Fm D
When move into the city, I know I'll have to pay my dues
A E D
And my respects to his sister and his mother too
This is the one in which I miraculously pulled out
Of a free-fall dive over Fergus Falls, Minnesota
And this is the one like ten years ago that I told you about
Where my wings iced up in the fall, it gets colder X 2
A (D) A D A E
This is the one in which I miraculously pulled out
Fm D A
Of a free-fall dive over Fergus Falls, Minnesota
A (D) A D A E
And this is the one like ten years ago that I told you about
Fm D A
Where my wings iced up in the fall, as it gets colder
I was concealing his kid, under his crew neck state school sweatshirt
While he grinned off in the distance, behind prescription shades
They were blocking out the clouded out sun while he was hoping against a daughter
And no one saw my banners, my bruises, my flares, my flags
D E
I could have been an artist, if I had the tools
D E
I could have been a preacher, if I suffered fools
D Fm D
When move into the city, I know I'll have to pay my dues
A E D
And my respects to his sister and his mother too
This is the one in which I miraculously pulled out
Of a free-fall dive over Fergus Falls, Minnesota
And this is the one like ten years ago that I told you about
Where my wings iced up in the fall, it gets colder X 2
Fiery Blue
Fietsefreem
Fievre Looka
Fieya Julia
Fifteen