Biografía:
Um cantor/compositor conhecido por seu rico e expressivo barítono, o nativo de Nova Jérsei John Gorka foi uma das principais luzes do novo movimento do folk. John começou sua carreira enquanto frequentava a faculdade em Pensilvânia no começo dos anos 80, aparecendo em noites de open-mike em um café local antes de eventualmente formar seu próprio grupo, The Razzy Dazzy Spasm Band. Logo ele caiu na estrada, performando pela Costa Leste de cima
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Otras canciones:
- A Saints Complaint
- Always
- Always Going Home
- Amber Lee
- Armed With A Broken Heart
- Arms Length
- Blue Chalk
- Bluer State
- Blues Palace
- Branching Out
- Bright Side Of Down
- Cant Get Over It
- Cant Make Up My Mind
- Carnival Knowledge Second Hand Face
- Chance Of Rain
- Christmas Bells
- Cypress Trees
- Diminishing Winds
- Dogs And Thunder
- Down In The Milltown
- Downtown Tonight
- Edgar The Party Man
- Flying Red Horse
- Full Of Life
- Hank Senior Moment
- Heart Upon Demand
- Heroes
- High Horse
- Holed Up Mason City
- Honeybee
- Houses In The Fields
- I Dont Feel Like A Train
- I Know
- I Saw A Stranger With Your Hair
- I Think Of You
- Ignorance And Privilege
- Im From New Jersey
- Jailbirds In The Bighouse
- January Floor
- Joint Of No Return
- Land Of The Bottom Line
- Lay Me Down
- Let Them In
- Lightnings Blues
- Like My Watch
- Look The Other Way
- Looking Forward
- Love Is Our Cross To Bear
- Make Them Crazy
- Mind To Think
- More Than One
- Morningside
- My Invisible Gun
- Night Into Day
- Night Is A Woman
- Oh Abraham
- Out Of The Valley
- Outnumbered
- Outside
- Over There
- Paradise Once
- Part Of Your Own
- People My Age
- Poor Side
- Promnight In Pigtown
- Raven In The Storm
- Really Spring
- Riverside
- Road Of Good Intentions
- Sailing
- Satellites
- Scraping Dixie
- Shape Of The World
- Shapes
- Shes That Kind Of Mystery
- Silence
- Snow Dont Fall
- Soldier After All
- That Was The Year
- The Ballad Of Jamie Bee
- The Gypsy Life
- The Mercy Of The Wheels
- The Mortal Groove
- The One That Got Away
- The Sentinel
- Thorny Patch
- Thoughtless Behaviour
- Treasure Islands
- Trouble And Care
- Unblindfold The Referee
- Up Until Then
- Vinnie Charles Is Free
- War Makes War
- What Was That
- When He Cries
- When The Ice Goes Out
- When You Walk In
- Where No Monument Stands
- Where The Bottles Break
- Winter Cows
- Wisheries
- Writing In The Margins
- Youre On Your Way
- Zuly
¡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!
Artist: John Gorka
Song: That Was The Year
Album: So Dark You See, 2009, Blue Chalk Records & Red House Records
Intro: C F C F C F Dm G
C F
That was the year he combed his hair
C F
He did it himself I do declare
C F
wore it out in the open air
Dm G
And smiled for all the ladies
Can't really say it was in style
Not by a mile, it was off the dial
He'd do it then every once in a awhile
There's a painting I can show ye
F G
That was the year his hat was stole
F C
Pilfered by an elfin troll
F
Knocked him on his head and his
C
Head was swole
Dm G
Early in the morning
When he woke he was alone
Money gone all on its own
His pillow was the smoothest stone
His bed it was primeval
Left to die on the forest floor
He was saved by Edward the matador
Who was there in town to settle a score
A duel at twenty paces
Ed bound his wounds by a sylvan creek
Spoke of a very young Veronique
And other "true loves" so to speak
As the mob came within earshot
That was the year he washed his face
I recall the time and place
He'd just left an inner space
And was hoping for a landing
That was the year he scrubbed his ears
He'd never heard a voice so clear
'Til she whispered that word in his ear
That he has not forgotten
That was the year he combed his hair
I was a witness, I was there
The day was warm and the sky was fair
And her glanced changed him forever
Song: That Was The Year
Album: So Dark You See, 2009, Blue Chalk Records & Red House Records
Intro: C F C F C F Dm G
C F
That was the year he combed his hair
C F
He did it himself I do declare
C F
wore it out in the open air
Dm G
And smiled for all the ladies
Can't really say it was in style
Not by a mile, it was off the dial
He'd do it then every once in a awhile
There's a painting I can show ye
F G
That was the year his hat was stole
F C
Pilfered by an elfin troll
F
Knocked him on his head and his
C
Head was swole
Dm G
Early in the morning
When he woke he was alone
Money gone all on its own
His pillow was the smoothest stone
His bed it was primeval
Left to die on the forest floor
He was saved by Edward the matador
Who was there in town to settle a score
A duel at twenty paces
Ed bound his wounds by a sylvan creek
Spoke of a very young Veronique
And other "true loves" so to speak
As the mob came within earshot
That was the year he washed his face
I recall the time and place
He'd just left an inner space
And was hoping for a landing
That was the year he scrubbed his ears
He'd never heard a voice so clear
'Til she whispered that word in his ear
That he has not forgotten
That was the year he combed his hair
I was a witness, I was there
The day was warm and the sky was fair
And her glanced changed him forever
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