Biografía:
Por más que le hayamos visto soltando rayos y truenos junto a Titus Andronicus, Martin Courtney ha decidido pisar el freno para dar rienda suelta a otra de su pasiones: el pop pluscuamperfecto servido entre algodones. Ese es el norte que guía los pasos de Real Estate, banda de Nueva Jersey que completan Matt Modanille (Ducktails, Predator Vision), Pierre Duguay y Alex Bleeker y que nace con serias intenciones de hacerle la competencia a Fleet Foxes.
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Otras canciones:
- Beach Comber
- Easy
- Green Aisles
- Green River
- How Might I Live
- It's Real
- Municipality
- Past Lives
- Saturday
- Darling
- Diamond Eyes
- Drum
- Fake Blues
- Holding Pattern
- Horizon
- Its Real
- Kinder Blumen
- Navigator
- Out Of Tune
- Pool Swimmers
- Primitive
- Same Sun
- Serve The Song
- Stained Glass
- Talking Backwards
- Three Blocks
- White Light
- Wonder Years
¡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!
This is how I play the song. Suggestions and corrections welcome!
[Intro]
D A A D E E G A x2
D A
[Verse 1]
C G
Tried to pass myself
D A
My accent won't help
C G
I can't fool no one
D A
I'm no native son
C G D
Just on holiday, anyway
A C G D A
There will always be a trace of this place in me
[Chorus]
G Bm D A D E G A
When does one thing ever end and the next begin?
D A D E G A
Every day back then felt like a hyphen
[Interlude]
D A
[Verse 2]
C G D A
I cannot recall where I was at all
C G D A
But I know what I heard when I wrote those words
C G D A
Green River still runs under that same sun
C G D A
I never saw the source but I know the chorus
[Chorus]
G Bm D A D E G A
When does one thing ever end and the next begin?
D A D E G A
Every day back then felt like a hyphen
D A D E G A
I do not wish to retrace the steps I've taken
D A D E G A D A
All that madness now is where I'm going
[Instrumental]
A D E Bm Bm F# A D E Bm Bm G
C G D A x2
[Outro]
C G D A
There will always be a trace of this place in me
C G D A G Bm D
Green River still runs under that same sun
[Intro]
D A A D E E G A x2
D A
[Verse 1]
C G
Tried to pass myself
D A
My accent won't help
C G
I can't fool no one
D A
I'm no native son
C G D
Just on holiday, anyway
A C G D A
There will always be a trace of this place in me
[Chorus]
G Bm D A D E G A
When does one thing ever end and the next begin?
D A D E G A
Every day back then felt like a hyphen
[Interlude]
D A
[Verse 2]
C G D A
I cannot recall where I was at all
C G D A
But I know what I heard when I wrote those words
C G D A
Green River still runs under that same sun
C G D A
I never saw the source but I know the chorus
[Chorus]
G Bm D A D E G A
When does one thing ever end and the next begin?
D A D E G A
Every day back then felt like a hyphen
D A D E G A
I do not wish to retrace the steps I've taken
D A D E G A D A
All that madness now is where I'm going
[Instrumental]
A D E Bm Bm F# A D E Bm Bm G
C G D A x2
[Outro]
C G D A
There will always be a trace of this place in me
C G D A G Bm D
Green River still runs under that same sun
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