Biografía:
De las islas británicas vienen The Crookes. Su nombre proviene de un suburbio, poco conocido, de la ciudad de Sheffield. Este cuarteto de adolescentes han absorbido las influencias de los grupos de britpop con los que han crecido, echando la mirada atrás hacia el pop de los años 50 .
Con un carácter claramente ingles, no solo en la voz, sino en la forma y manera de tocar los instrumentos empiezan fuertes con temas rock movidos y alegres con predominio de guitarras y batería que van perdiendo fuelle
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Otras canciones:
- Yes, Yes, We’re Magicians
- A Colliers Wife
- Afterglow
- American Girls
- Backstreet Lovers
- Bloodshot Days
- Bright Young Things
- Chandelier Girls
- Chorus Of Fools
- Chours Of Fools Acoustic
- City Of Lights
- Collecting Skies
- Dont Put Your Faith In Me
- Echolalia
- Godless Girl
- Hold Fast
- I Love You Bridge
- I Wanna Waste My Time On You
- Just Like Dreamers
- Maybe In The Dark
- More Blitz Than Ritz
- Mrs Porter
- Outsiders
- Sal Paradise
- Sofie
- Somewhere Over The Bus Stop
- Tell England
- The Cooler King
- Two Drifters
- When Youre Fragile
- Yes Yes Were Magicians
- Youth
¡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!
Youth by The Crookes.
Standard tuning, no capo. Enjoy.
E Abm
With split lips, oh a smile can be hard.
E A
Dirt, blood, grit, a catalogue of youthful scars.
E Abm
They made it clear from the very start,
E A
That pain lies beyond the cries of damned young hearts.
B Dbm F#m E B
Does it show in my sunken eyes that these concrete skies move too slow?
E Abm
Tarmaced seas; a breeze from lonely nights.
E A
Blood drips downs my knees...I'm sick of worthless fights.
B Dbm F#m
Does it show in my sullied smile that it's not my style?
E B
Time slows, let me go.
E Abm
But I just let things slide,
Dbm
In the glow of pale lights,
A
As our laughter splits the night.
E Abm
In time, I'll grow to find,
Dbm
That all we'll ever have,
A
Are blissful moments quickly passed.
F#m
It's obscene,
B E
They're so few and far between.
E Abm
I'll take solitude and I'll take calm.
E A
All my hopes were chewed and spat out (with charm).
B Dbm
Faith entwined all my deepest fears,
F#m
And my strange ideas,
E
Youth might be kind.
E Abm
But I just let things slide,
Dbm
In the glow of pale lights,
A
As our laughter splits the night.
E Abm
In time, I'll grow to find,
Dbm
That all we'll ever have,
A
Are blissful moments quickly passed.
F#m
It's obscene,
B E
They're so few and far between.
Standard tuning, no capo. Enjoy.
E Abm
With split lips, oh a smile can be hard.
E A
Dirt, blood, grit, a catalogue of youthful scars.
E Abm
They made it clear from the very start,
E A
That pain lies beyond the cries of damned young hearts.
B Dbm F#m E B
Does it show in my sunken eyes that these concrete skies move too slow?
E Abm
Tarmaced seas; a breeze from lonely nights.
E A
Blood drips downs my knees...I'm sick of worthless fights.
B Dbm F#m
Does it show in my sullied smile that it's not my style?
E B
Time slows, let me go.
E Abm
But I just let things slide,
Dbm
In the glow of pale lights,
A
As our laughter splits the night.
E Abm
In time, I'll grow to find,
Dbm
That all we'll ever have,
A
Are blissful moments quickly passed.
F#m
It's obscene,
B E
They're so few and far between.
E Abm
I'll take solitude and I'll take calm.
E A
All my hopes were chewed and spat out (with charm).
B Dbm
Faith entwined all my deepest fears,
F#m
And my strange ideas,
E
Youth might be kind.
E Abm
But I just let things slide,
Dbm
In the glow of pale lights,
A
As our laughter splits the night.
E Abm
In time, I'll grow to find,
Dbm
That all we'll ever have,
A
Are blissful moments quickly passed.
F#m
It's obscene,
B E
They're so few and far between.
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