Biografía:
Ozark Henry is the project of Piet Goddaer. This musician from Kortrijk, son of celebrated classical composer Norbert Goddaer, was the singer/rapper of the group Word before Ozark Henry. Despite a lot of gigs, the group never managed to get a record deal (the only release is a track "Henry Men-She" on "Debuutrock 1995") and died a subsequent silent death. At home in his living room, Goddaer and his friend Filip Tanghe, were also busy fiddling with computers and synthesizers.
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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!
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Every time a chord is noted, that chord is played for 4 beats
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FIRST VERSE:
G# Cm7
All possible details
Cm7/G Fm G#
mirror all that we put up with to be safe from harm
Cm7
A blood red sky-contrails
Cm7/G Fm G#
every motive I supply to dance away the sight
CHORUS:
Cm7
Indian Summer
Gm
Opiate company
F#
As bare as truth can be
G#
without apologies
Cm7
I feel the summer
Gm
The humming I inhere in
F#
Indian Summer
G#
There's no apology
SECOND VERSE:
Cm7
Where a Fantom piano plays - Satie
Cm7/G Fm G#
Would that be the house where I was born run-down and bleached
Cm7
where the history weighs- on me
Cm7/G Fm G#
Lift me up into your arms before I pack to leave
CHORUS
Every time a chord is noted, that chord is played for 4 beats
-------------------------------------------------------------
FIRST VERSE:
G# Cm7
All possible details
Cm7/G Fm G#
mirror all that we put up with to be safe from harm
Cm7
A blood red sky-contrails
Cm7/G Fm G#
every motive I supply to dance away the sight
CHORUS:
Cm7
Indian Summer
Gm
Opiate company
F#
As bare as truth can be
G#
without apologies
Cm7
I feel the summer
Gm
The humming I inhere in
F#
Indian Summer
G#
There's no apology
SECOND VERSE:
Cm7
Where a Fantom piano plays - Satie
Cm7/G Fm G#
Would that be the house where I was born run-down and bleached
Cm7
where the history weighs- on me
Cm7/G Fm G#
Lift me up into your arms before I pack to leave
CHORUS
P Ramlee
P Square
p-e-y
P. Ramlee
P.E.P.E.