Biografía:
Sun kil moon, fue el renacer del vocalista de Red House painters, Mark Kozelek, que después de finalizar con la anterior banda, se dedicó a una carrera solista, para luego volver con este proyecto.
Aunque sigue manteniendo el mismo tono melancólico de sus canciones, Sun kil moon, ha logrado tener buena crítica dentro de la música actual.
Ghosts of the great highway, es el disco del 2003, que si bien, demuestra la creación de temas armónicos bien elaborados, también nos deja un claro referente de lo que fue el indie/slowrock de los 90.
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Otras canciones:
- Alesund
- Among The Leaves
- Bens My Friend
- Carry Me Ohio
- Garden Of Lavender
- Gentle Moon
- Glenn Tipton
- Heron Blue
- I Know Its Pathetic But That Was The Greatest Night Of My Life
- Jim Wise
- Like The River
- Lonely Mountain
- Lost Verses
- Neverending Math Equation
- Space Travel Is Boring
- The Light
- Third And Seneca
- Track Number 8
- Unlit Hallway
- You Missed My Heart
¡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!
Track Number 8
Sun Kil Moon
DADGAD tuning
Change tuner from 440 hz to 432 hz
Am = 777000 or 002230
Bm = 999000 or 224422
D = 000200
Em = 222000
F = 333200
G = 555400
F D F
I crossed the highways like I did as a child
Bm Am G F
On my way to the movies, I pet cats and smile
F D F
I walk the back alleys, their John Steinback calm
Bm Am G F
Fake trees, lemon trees, tall shady palms
Em D Am
Big empty churches, old antique stores
Em D Am
Peeling Victorians that used to house whores
Em D Am
I take the back streets back to my digs
Em D Am
And look up at skies like I did as a kid
F D F
My bedroom window, I’d look out and dream
Bm Am G F
Of a life close to what I’m living
F D F
A traveling singer who plays good guitar
Bm Am G F
At outdoor festivals, theaters and bars
Em D Am
And I got a nice girl, she’s beautiful too
Em D Am
We’re destined to be this, I know to be true
Em D Am
Sure there were others, but nothing this nice
Em D Am
She set the bait and I took the bite
Em F G Am
The streets of Martinez, I love them so
Em F G Am
I walk around thinking the sun’s always low
Em F G Am
The cats of Martinez, I love them so
Em F G Am
I feed them at night, they run off and go
Em F G Am
Four kitty cats, gave them their names
Em F G Am
Monster Fluff, Half Fluff, No Fluff and Sammy
Em F G Am
They’re the highlights of my songwriting days
Em F G Am
They’re happy to see me, we sit and we play
F D F
These are some words I wrote down last night
Bm Am G F
I’ve beat ‘em to death and I can’t get ‘em right
F D F
Songwriting’s lonely, songwriting hurts
Bm Am G F
A relentless itch and bed bug curse
Em D Am
Songwriting costs, it doesn’t come free
Em D Am
Ask Eliot Smith, ask Richie Lee
Em D Am
Ask Mark Linkous, ask Shannon Hoon
Em D Am
To get up on stage and sing you a tune
F D F
This business is troubling, a big nagging cyst
Bm Am G F
You get on this plane and I’ll sit at your desk
F D F
And I’ll leave at eight and be home by five
Bm Am G F
Call me from Warsaw if you have time
Em D Am
Ever wonder why there aren’t more
Em D Am
Than ten songs on most albums, cause it’s a chore
Em D Am
To write half a dozen, some guys lay back
Em D
And rest on their laurels
Am
Like lazy old hacks
Em F
Well I wrote this one
G Am
And I know it ain’t great
Em F
We’ll probably sequence it
G Am
Track number eight
Em F
And pick up some water at 7-11
G Am
On my way to the mastering session
Em F G Am
The streets of Martinez, I love them so
Em F G Am
I walk out the door and the sun always flows
Em F G Am
The cats of Martinez, I love them so
Em F G Am
They help me forget my songwriting woes
Sun Kil Moon
DADGAD tuning
Change tuner from 440 hz to 432 hz
Am = 777000 or 002230
Bm = 999000 or 224422
D = 000200
Em = 222000
F = 333200
G = 555400
F D F
I crossed the highways like I did as a child
Bm Am G F
On my way to the movies, I pet cats and smile
F D F
I walk the back alleys, their John Steinback calm
Bm Am G F
Fake trees, lemon trees, tall shady palms
Em D Am
Big empty churches, old antique stores
Em D Am
Peeling Victorians that used to house whores
Em D Am
I take the back streets back to my digs
Em D Am
And look up at skies like I did as a kid
F D F
My bedroom window, I’d look out and dream
Bm Am G F
Of a life close to what I’m living
F D F
A traveling singer who plays good guitar
Bm Am G F
At outdoor festivals, theaters and bars
Em D Am
And I got a nice girl, she’s beautiful too
Em D Am
We’re destined to be this, I know to be true
Em D Am
Sure there were others, but nothing this nice
Em D Am
She set the bait and I took the bite
Em F G Am
The streets of Martinez, I love them so
Em F G Am
I walk around thinking the sun’s always low
Em F G Am
The cats of Martinez, I love them so
Em F G Am
I feed them at night, they run off and go
Em F G Am
Four kitty cats, gave them their names
Em F G Am
Monster Fluff, Half Fluff, No Fluff and Sammy
Em F G Am
They’re the highlights of my songwriting days
Em F G Am
They’re happy to see me, we sit and we play
F D F
These are some words I wrote down last night
Bm Am G F
I’ve beat ‘em to death and I can’t get ‘em right
F D F
Songwriting’s lonely, songwriting hurts
Bm Am G F
A relentless itch and bed bug curse
Em D Am
Songwriting costs, it doesn’t come free
Em D Am
Ask Eliot Smith, ask Richie Lee
Em D Am
Ask Mark Linkous, ask Shannon Hoon
Em D Am
To get up on stage and sing you a tune
F D F
This business is troubling, a big nagging cyst
Bm Am G F
You get on this plane and I’ll sit at your desk
F D F
And I’ll leave at eight and be home by five
Bm Am G F
Call me from Warsaw if you have time
Em D Am
Ever wonder why there aren’t more
Em D Am
Than ten songs on most albums, cause it’s a chore
Em D Am
To write half a dozen, some guys lay back
Em D
And rest on their laurels
Am
Like lazy old hacks
Em F
Well I wrote this one
G Am
And I know it ain’t great
Em F
We’ll probably sequence it
G Am
Track number eight
Em F
And pick up some water at 7-11
G Am
On my way to the mastering session
Em F G Am
The streets of Martinez, I love them so
Em F G Am
I walk out the door and the sun always flows
Em F G Am
The cats of Martinez, I love them so
Em F G Am
They help me forget my songwriting woes
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