Biografía:
Portugal.The Man surge en el 2002 en la ciudad estadounidense de Wasilla, Alaska y con sede en Portland, Oregon. La banda está compuesta por antiguos miembros de la banda Anatomy of a Ghost. Musicalmente, su estilo tiene sus raíces de los sonidos indie, pero sus canciones también contienen elementos de soul, blues, progresivo, y la música popular. A veces, el grupo emplea cajas de ritmos y samples en la estructuración de sus canciones, mientras que en otras ocasiones, utiliza los sonidos más convencionales de la música rock.
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Otras canciones:
- Created
- Creep In A T-shirt
- Feel It Still
- Feel It Still (live)
- Fell It Still
- Live In The Moment
- People Say
- Sea Of Air
- Sleep Forever
- Smile
- So American
- So Young
- Waves
- Modern Jesus
- 1989
- 60 Years
- All My People
- All Your Light
- All Your Light Times Like These
- And I
- Atomic Man
- Cheer Up
- Colors
- Creep In A T
- Dayman
- Do You
- Easy Tiger
- Everyone Is Golden
- Everything You See Kids Count Hallelujahs
- Evil Friends
- Floating Time Isnt Working My Side
- Got It All
- Got It All This Cant Be Living Now
- Guns And Dogs
- Head Is A Flame Cool With It
- Hip Hop Kids
- Holy Roller Hallelujah
- Just A Fool
- Keep On
- Let You Down
- Mornings
- Mr Lonely
- My Mind
- Number One
- Oh Boy
- Once Was One
- Our Way
- Plastic Soldiers
- Purple Yellow Red And Blue
- Rich Friends
- Salt
- Senseless
- Share With Me The Sun
- Someday Believers
- Stables And Chairs
- The Dead Dog
- The Dog Dog
- The Home
- The Sun
- The Woods
- Tidal Wave
- When The War Ends
- Work All Day
- You Carried Us Acoustic
¡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!
Intro: (play root note, then strum)
G Bm G Bm G Bm G Bm
G Bm C
I was born in nineteen eighty-nine
G D
All we could do
Em
No shakes or coughs or burst relief
Bm
Or lists of all our things
C G D
Just minutes making minds
G Bm C
I was born in nineteen eighty-nine
G D
All we could do
Em
But the makers never made
Bm
The comers never came
D
But I still felt that awful news
Em
It was patience that we had
Bm
And the miles we had left
D
That held us there until we could let go
G Bm C
I was born in nineteen eighty-nine
G D
And it'll be over soon
Em
No moon children or people's sun
Bm
Or ringing in my ears
D
When I still felt that awful news
Em
It was patience that we had
Bm
And the miles we had left
D
That held us there until we could let go
Em
It was patience that we had
Bm
And the miles we had left
D
That held us there until we could let go
G Bm C
I was born in nineteen eighty-nine
G D
All we could do
Em Bm
Not in birth or body
C G D
But only in our minds
Em Bm
Not in birth or body
D
I still felt that awful news
Em
It was patience that we had
Bm
And the miles we had left
D
That held us there until we could let go
Em
It was patience that we had
Bm
And the miles we had left
D
That held us there until we could let go
G Bm G Bm G Bm G Bm
G Bm C
I was born in nineteen eighty-nine
G D
All we could do
Em
No shakes or coughs or burst relief
Bm
Or lists of all our things
C G D
Just minutes making minds
G Bm C
I was born in nineteen eighty-nine
G D
All we could do
Em
But the makers never made
Bm
The comers never came
D
But I still felt that awful news
Em
It was patience that we had
Bm
And the miles we had left
D
That held us there until we could let go
G Bm C
I was born in nineteen eighty-nine
G D
And it'll be over soon
Em
No moon children or people's sun
Bm
Or ringing in my ears
D
When I still felt that awful news
Em
It was patience that we had
Bm
And the miles we had left
D
That held us there until we could let go
Em
It was patience that we had
Bm
And the miles we had left
D
That held us there until we could let go
G Bm C
I was born in nineteen eighty-nine
G D
All we could do
Em Bm
Not in birth or body
C G D
But only in our minds
Em Bm
Not in birth or body
D
I still felt that awful news
Em
It was patience that we had
Bm
And the miles we had left
D
That held us there until we could let go
Em
It was patience that we had
Bm
And the miles we had left
D
That held us there until we could let go
Postman Pat
Potato And Tomat (...)
Poul Krebs
Poutníci
Pouya