Biografía:
Quiet Hollers is an indie band from Louisville, Kentucky, United States. They released three full-length albums: I Am The Morning (2013), Quiet Hollers (2015) and Amen Breaks (2017).
"Quiet Hollers are a cult/gang/band and ragtag group of misfits. Playing weird, sad music for weirdos like you."
Personnel: Shadwick Wilde, Nick Goldring, Aaron West, Jim Bob Brown, Jake Hellman.
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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!
[Intro]
Em G Em G Em G D
[Verse]
C G
All the drunks under the freeway
Em D
are waiting for some flood to come around
C G
and its so hard to keep my head above water
D C
sometimes I just wanna let go and drown
C G
I live down where the river trash
Em D
washes up all the way to street
C G
and every once in a while
D
I find something worth keeping
C Em
but I still ain't never found my feet
Em G Em G Em G D
C G
and I never paid much mind to storm warnings
Em D
I say what's coming is coming all the same
C G
and its a perk of living under the freeway
D C
that you never get caught in the rain
C G
my whole life they've been talking about the big one
Em D
but I never thought I'd see the day
C G
when a tidal wave worthy of biblical remembrance
D C Em
would come to wash this whole city away
[Chorus]
Em G
and you can try to hold your own against it
Em G
you can stack them sandbags ten-high
Em G
I'll be floating down Main St on a life raft
D C
watching those barricades drift on by
Em G Em G Em G D
[Solo]
C G
they don't hide hope under that freeway
Em D
just one last stop on your way underground
C G
and, no, I don't mind the thought of dying with the city
D C
if we've all gotta drown
C G
'cause there's a peace that comes with drowning
Em D
I think I read that once anyway
C G
a rush of a thing called dimethyltryptamine
D C Em
that comes right as your lungs give way
[Chorus]
Em G
and you can try to hold your own against it
Em G
you can stack them sandbags ten-high
Em G
I'll be floating down Main St on a life raft
D C
watching those barricades drift on by
[Chorus]
Em G
you can try to hold your own against it
Em G
you can stack them sandbags ten-high
Em G
I'll be floating down Main St on a life raft
D C Em
watching those barricades drift on by
Em G Em G Em G D
[Verse]
C G
All the drunks under the freeway
Em D
are waiting for some flood to come around
C G
and its so hard to keep my head above water
D C
sometimes I just wanna let go and drown
C G
I live down where the river trash
Em D
washes up all the way to street
C G
and every once in a while
D
I find something worth keeping
C Em
but I still ain't never found my feet
Em G Em G Em G D
C G
and I never paid much mind to storm warnings
Em D
I say what's coming is coming all the same
C G
and its a perk of living under the freeway
D C
that you never get caught in the rain
C G
my whole life they've been talking about the big one
Em D
but I never thought I'd see the day
C G
when a tidal wave worthy of biblical remembrance
D C Em
would come to wash this whole city away
[Chorus]
Em G
and you can try to hold your own against it
Em G
you can stack them sandbags ten-high
Em G
I'll be floating down Main St on a life raft
D C
watching those barricades drift on by
Em G Em G Em G D
[Solo]
C G
they don't hide hope under that freeway
Em D
just one last stop on your way underground
C G
and, no, I don't mind the thought of dying with the city
D C
if we've all gotta drown
C G
'cause there's a peace that comes with drowning
Em D
I think I read that once anyway
C G
a rush of a thing called dimethyltryptamine
D C Em
that comes right as your lungs give way
[Chorus]
Em G
and you can try to hold your own against it
Em G
you can stack them sandbags ten-high
Em G
I'll be floating down Main St on a life raft
D C
watching those barricades drift on by
[Chorus]
Em G
you can try to hold your own against it
Em G
you can stack them sandbags ten-high
Em G
I'll be floating down Main St on a life raft
D C Em
watching those barricades drift on by
Quiet Science
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Quijano
Quilmes
Quilty