Biografía:
Rheostatics are a Canadian indie rock band. Although they had only one Top 40 hit (Claire in 1995), they were simultaneously one of Canada's most influential and most unconventional rock bands in the 1990s, a band whose defiantly quirky, yet compelling, take on pop and rock music has been described both as iconic and iconoclastic.
They played their farewell concert to a sold-out house at Toronto's Massey Hall on March 30, 2007. Sound board recordings of that and many other shows are available (with permission) at http://rheostaticslive.
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Otras canciones:
- Aliens Christmas 1988
- Bad Time To Be Poor
- California Dreamline
- Claire
- Dead Is The Drunkest You Can Get
- Dope Fiends And Boozehounds
- Horses
- Introducing Happiness
- It
- King Of The Past
- Legal Age Life At Variety Store
- Lyings Wrong
- Making Progress
- Mumbletypeg
- My First Rock Concert
- Northern Wish
- Queer
- Record Body Count
- Saskatchewan
- Self Serve Gas Station
- Take Me In Your Hand
- The Ballad Of Wendel Clark
- The Harmelodian Anthem
- We Went West
- When Winter Comes
- You Are A Treasure
¡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!
KING OF THE PAST
By Tim Vesely and Dave Bidini
On the album "Whale Music
Transcribed by: Aaron Albert and Dave Noisy
Bm, G, D, A
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G --------------------------------2--|
D -----------------------------------|
A -----------------------------------|
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King of the Past - Rheostatics
[Bm]Check your [G]watch; you're [D]fourteen and more.
[Bm]Here lies a [G]road not [D]travelled [A]before.
[Bm]Down in the [G]cellar, there's [D]beer on your breath.
[Bm]And up off the [G]floor, did you [D]let him explore?
[Bm] [A] [Bm] [A] [Bm] [A] [G] [A]
OoooooohÖ
Check your map. You're Louis Riel.
He rode a horse before you were born.
Out in the flatland, the money's all spent.
And out in the field, your fate has been sealed.
OoooooohÖ
I'm the [D]King of the [A]Past, but [D]still I walk [A]forward.
[D]Won't close my [A]eyes to the [G]passing of [A]time.
[D]I'm in Fredericton [A]Northern where the [D]rivers make [A]borders,
[D]But planes fly [A]right over [G]them. [A]
Check your map, 'cause you've lost your watch.
It's buried under snow; its time does not stop.
Find your way homeward. The rivers are freezing.
And under the ice, the borders are changing.
OoooooohÖ
I'm the King of the Past, but still I walk forward.
I step over hundreds of years yet to come,
While the eyes in the back of my head draw no borders,
Just rivers that channel the rain.
(Chase them away.)
By Tim Vesely and Dave Bidini
On the album "Whale Music
Transcribed by: Aaron Albert and Dave Noisy
Bm, G, D, A
E ---0-2-3-2--3-5--3-2--3-2-0-2------|
B -3----------------------------3----|
G --------------------------------2--|
D -----------------------------------|
A -----------------------------------|
E -----------------------------------|
King of the Past - Rheostatics
[Bm]Check your [G]watch; you're [D]fourteen and more.
[Bm]Here lies a [G]road not [D]travelled [A]before.
[Bm]Down in the [G]cellar, there's [D]beer on your breath.
[Bm]And up off the [G]floor, did you [D]let him explore?
[Bm] [A] [Bm] [A] [Bm] [A] [G] [A]
OoooooohÖ
Check your map. You're Louis Riel.
He rode a horse before you were born.
Out in the flatland, the money's all spent.
And out in the field, your fate has been sealed.
OoooooohÖ
I'm the [D]King of the [A]Past, but [D]still I walk [A]forward.
[D]Won't close my [A]eyes to the [G]passing of [A]time.
[D]I'm in Fredericton [A]Northern where the [D]rivers make [A]borders,
[D]But planes fly [A]right over [G]them. [A]
Check your map, 'cause you've lost your watch.
It's buried under snow; its time does not stop.
Find your way homeward. The rivers are freezing.
And under the ice, the borders are changing.
OoooooohÖ
I'm the King of the Past, but still I walk forward.
I step over hundreds of years yet to come,
While the eyes in the back of my head draw no borders,
Just rivers that channel the rain.
(Chase them away.)
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