Biografía:
El relajadísimo estilo de Scott Mathhew combina las dosis idóneas de dulzura, tristeza y amargura. Él se describe como un ‘quiet noise maker’ (ruidista tranquilo), aunque también se le podría definir como un ‘powerful silence maker’ (silenciador poderoso).
Nació en Australia, donde formó la banda de punk-pop Nicotine y en 1997 se trasladó a Brooklyn, donde conoció al otro batería de Morrissey, Spencer Crobin, con el que firmaría un epé bajo el nombre de Elva Snow.
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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!
I didn't find the chords for this song on the internet so i thought i should figure them
out and poste them. They're not accurate, because Matthew uses difficult chords, which
are only simple for Ukulele, and because i was too lazy.
in verse: picking
in chorus: strumming every chord just once
verse 1:
Bm A G
shepherd me from pain and the doubt
through the broken streets and the hearts
herd me home through hurt and the past
then leave me alone you have no choice
chorus:
Em D G
and now there is a white horse caged in my heart
and it's going to kill me just to get out
now there is a white horse caged in my heart
and it's trying to kill me just to get out
verse 2: (like verse 1)
though we're different creeds, wear different masks
If you only could conceive that there's a chance
and hell is bent on showing me the dark
shepherd me to light, make it stop.
by Max
out and poste them. They're not accurate, because Matthew uses difficult chords, which
are only simple for Ukulele, and because i was too lazy.
in verse: picking
in chorus: strumming every chord just once
verse 1:
Bm A G
shepherd me from pain and the doubt
through the broken streets and the hearts
herd me home through hurt and the past
then leave me alone you have no choice
chorus:
Em D G
and now there is a white horse caged in my heart
and it's going to kill me just to get out
now there is a white horse caged in my heart
and it's trying to kill me just to get out
verse 2: (like verse 1)
though we're different creeds, wear different masks
If you only could conceive that there's a chance
and hell is bent on showing me the dark
shepherd me to light, make it stop.
by Max
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