Biografía:
The Good Life surgiu para que Tim Kasher pudesse utilizar letras de músicas com uma abordagem diferente de seus outros projetos (Cursive), mas não demorou muito para que seu projeto solo se tornasse uma banda.
Com o tempo, o som da banda evoluiu e foi ficando mais refinado. Desde seu primeiro álbum, Novena on a Nocturne, um tanto pop; passando pelo álbum lançado em 2002, Black Out, com seus refrões inconfundíveis; até as músicas pra cantar junto do recente Lovers Need Lawyers EP.
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Otras canciones:
- Early Out The Gate
- Some Bullshit Escape
- A Dim Entrance
- A Little Bit More
- A New Friend
- After Orourkes 210Am
- Album Of The Year
- An Acquaintance Strikes A Chord
- Black Out
- Dont Make Love So Hard
- Drinking With The Girls
- Empty Bed
- Entertainer
- For The Love Of The Song
- Friction
- Heartbroke
- Honeymoon
- Inmates
- Keely Aimee
- Leaving Omaha
- Lovers Need Lawyers
- Needy
- New Denial
- Night And Day
- Notes In His Pockets
- Off The Beaten Path
- Orourkes 120 Am
- Some Tragedy
- The Competition
- The Moon Red Handed
- Thirty
- Twenty Two
- Under A Honeymoon
- You Dont Feel Like Coming Home To Me
- Your Birthday Present
- Youre No Fool
- Youre Not You
¡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!
Dm
he broke his old guitar.
Am
he couldn't make it sing.
Gm
the strings had grown so worn
Gm
they made his fingers bleed.
Dm Am
soon after the event he made an acquaintance
Gm
whose fingers bled as well,
Gm
forming scabs that never heal.
Am
would you play a song for me?
G
some wilting melody
F
that drifts over the sunflowers
E
to some far away country.
Am
won't you play a song for me?
G
with words like push pins?
F
they stick into my heart...
E
and bleed out resonance
Dm Am Gm Am
Am
these songs are all asleep.
G
they lay dormant inside of me.
F E
this vacant recitation..i can't resuscitate them.
Am
won't you play a song for me?
G
let the words escape your mouth!
F
scream out what you've lost!
E
in song it will be found.
Dm
he broke his old guitar.
Am
he smashed it on his bedpost,
Gm
where he used to dream up lovers
Am
kissing his forehead,
C G
"good morning."
F
he broke his old guitar.
Am
he couldn't make it sing.
Gm
the strings had grown so worn
Gm
they made his fingers bleed.
Dm Am
soon after the event he made an acquaintance
Gm
whose fingers bled as well,
Gm
forming scabs that never heal.
Am
would you play a song for me?
G
some wilting melody
F
that drifts over the sunflowers
E
to some far away country.
Am
won't you play a song for me?
G
with words like push pins?
F
they stick into my heart...
E
and bleed out resonance
Dm Am Gm Am
Am
these songs are all asleep.
G
they lay dormant inside of me.
F E
this vacant recitation..i can't resuscitate them.
Am
won't you play a song for me?
G
let the words escape your mouth!
F
scream out what you've lost!
E
in song it will be found.
Dm
he broke his old guitar.
Am
he smashed it on his bedpost,
Gm
where he used to dream up lovers
Am
kissing his forehead,
C G
"good morning."
F
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