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!
You are a Treasure
By: Martin Tielli
On the album "Introducing Happiness"
[C] [G] [Bb] [F] for the whole thing
C G
You are a treasure,
Bb F
You'll never be found;
Gathering coral in a galleon.
Seeding anemones...
Feeding the reef
In some lagoon in Barbados.
... And I must retrieve you
For I will get paid,
And build a big house in Vancouver town.
Living in castles a bit at a time.
Walking the borders of countries.
You be in these shoes, and I'll be in those.
Do you see dots when I'm talking to you?
1 lemon.
2 lemons.
1 rosy peach.
6 lonely souls... and a moron.
My mind is a porpoise
Alone on a beach
Counting the waves as it's dying.
By: Martin Tielli
On the album "Introducing Happiness"
[C] [G] [Bb] [F] for the whole thing
C G
You are a treasure,
Bb F
You'll never be found;
Gathering coral in a galleon.
Seeding anemones...
Feeding the reef
In some lagoon in Barbados.
... And I must retrieve you
For I will get paid,
And build a big house in Vancouver town.
Living in castles a bit at a time.
Walking the borders of countries.
You be in these shoes, and I'll be in those.
Do you see dots when I'm talking to you?
1 lemon.
2 lemons.
1 rosy peach.
6 lonely souls... and a moron.
My mind is a porpoise
Alone on a beach
Counting the waves as it's dying.
Rhii
Rhoma Irama
Rhonda Vincent
Rhose
Rhyman