Biografía:
The Hackensaw Boys first began playing their joyful blend of old-time and bluegrass-tinged string-band music on the streets of Charlottesville, Virginia in the autumn of 1999. Far from limiting themselves to the old-time canon, however, the Hackensaws have been first and foremost a band of songwriters. Their music, while drawing upon the spirit of the mountains, is sophisticated and informed by the best elements of punk rock and classic country music.
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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!
Harvard Square Breakdown - The Hackensaw Boys
From the album "Get Some"
It's a pretty simple, classic bluegrass sound and tempo repeated throughout the entire song:
G
Em, G
Em, G
D, G
Each line has 8 beats, so it should be played like this:
G G G G G G G G
Em Em Em Em G G G G
Em Em Em Em G G G G
D D D D G G G G
*I don't know all of the lyrics, but below is a sample of the third verse with the chords listed
right above the word at which they should be played.
G
I'm at Harvard Square Station just north of Boston-Town;
Em G
I'm pickin' my banjo and them Yankees gather 'round.
Em G
They wanna hear that high, lonesome sound.
D G
Take me back to from where I'm bound.
Enjoy!
December 31, 2013
From the album "Get Some"
It's a pretty simple, classic bluegrass sound and tempo repeated throughout the entire song:
G
Em, G
Em, G
D, G
Each line has 8 beats, so it should be played like this:
G G G G G G G G
Em Em Em Em G G G G
Em Em Em Em G G G G
D D D D G G G G
*I don't know all of the lyrics, but below is a sample of the third verse with the chords listed
right above the word at which they should be played.
G
I'm at Harvard Square Station just north of Boston-Town;
Em G
I'm pickin' my banjo and them Yankees gather 'round.
Em G
They wanna hear that high, lonesome sound.
D G
Take me back to from where I'm bound.
Enjoy!
December 31, 2013
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