Biografía:
Banda norteamericana de los 90's. Su música parece reflejo de un ánimo decaído pero también de uno sereno y leve, suave y a veces agresivo. La voz de Mark Kozelek, así como su guitarra con la fuerza de la banda restante, ofrecen un ambiente lleno de oscilaciones y pendientes. Su música da perfecta cuenta del underground de la decada pasada.
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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!
Between Days
C/Fmaj = 033200
[intro]
C G A G
C G A G
[verse]
C G A G
Hanging low a beamin ray of Aztec moon
C G A G
Throwing down a glow on this flourescent tomb
C G A G
Cooling off and phasing out the chlorine bed
C G A G D
Shadows out the walls of the sun baked clay adobe red
[verse]
C G A G
Void of movement void of feeling Void of life
C G A G
Channels crackles Spanish chirps in the night
C G A G
Don’t feel sour in the far window bed
C G A G D
Don’t be bothered by no words in your head
[verse]
C G A E C/Fmaj
The sun goes down in just an hour
C G A E C/Fmaj
So bring a stem of pretty flowers
C G A E C/Fmaj
And Make what’s dead come alive
C G A E C/Fmaj
For the long and lonely ride
[verse]
C G A G
Ancient highways Desert dust diamond lit sky
C G A G
Like some lost planet Never breathed any life
C G A G
Barely moving Broken wheels bend and crawl
C G A G D
Tucked away and stuck in nylon seats until dawn
[verse]
C G A E C/Fmaj
Wake me up when you can hear
C G A E C/Fmaj
The sound of people getting near
C G A E C/Fmaj
Where what’s dead becomes alive
C G A E C/Fmaj
And ends our long and lonely ride
[instrumental]
A F C F D C G D A D x 2
G B G B G D G E
[verse]
C G A G
Lookin low as so much life around us blooms
C G A G
Life from heaven smiles down on this room
C G A G
Soft parade of colours Marching on music plays
C G
Morning slips to evening
A G D
Falls through holes in between days
[verse]
C G A E C/Fmaj
You could loose another year
C G A E C/Fmaj
Where the pictures perfect here
C G A E C/Fmaj
Where what’s dead comes alive
C G A E C/Fmaj
And where your love comes alive
[outro]
C G A G
C G A G
C/Fmaj = 033200
[intro]
C G A G
C G A G
[verse]
C G A G
Hanging low a beamin ray of Aztec moon
C G A G
Throwing down a glow on this flourescent tomb
C G A G
Cooling off and phasing out the chlorine bed
C G A G D
Shadows out the walls of the sun baked clay adobe red
[verse]
C G A G
Void of movement void of feeling Void of life
C G A G
Channels crackles Spanish chirps in the night
C G A G
Don’t feel sour in the far window bed
C G A G D
Don’t be bothered by no words in your head
[verse]
C G A E C/Fmaj
The sun goes down in just an hour
C G A E C/Fmaj
So bring a stem of pretty flowers
C G A E C/Fmaj
And Make what’s dead come alive
C G A E C/Fmaj
For the long and lonely ride
[verse]
C G A G
Ancient highways Desert dust diamond lit sky
C G A G
Like some lost planet Never breathed any life
C G A G
Barely moving Broken wheels bend and crawl
C G A G D
Tucked away and stuck in nylon seats until dawn
[verse]
C G A E C/Fmaj
Wake me up when you can hear
C G A E C/Fmaj
The sound of people getting near
C G A E C/Fmaj
Where what’s dead becomes alive
C G A E C/Fmaj
And ends our long and lonely ride
[instrumental]
A F C F D C G D A D x 2
G B G B G D G E
[verse]
C G A G
Lookin low as so much life around us blooms
C G A G
Life from heaven smiles down on this room
C G A G
Soft parade of colours Marching on music plays
C G
Morning slips to evening
A G D
Falls through holes in between days
[verse]
C G A E C/Fmaj
You could loose another year
C G A E C/Fmaj
Where the pictures perfect here
C G A E C/Fmaj
Where what’s dead comes alive
C G A E C/Fmaj
And where your love comes alive
[outro]
C G A G
C G A G
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Red Marlow