Biografía:
Banda que surge en Athens Georgia en los años 80 su sonido influenciado por el blues y el hard rock de bandas como Grateful Dead, Allman y Led Zepelin.
En su mas reciente album "Dirty side down" dan una muestra de rock sureño, rock estilo californiano de los 60s y 70s y blues con toques jazz .
sus integrantes son:
JOHN BELL - guitarra, voz
JOHN "JOJO" HERMANN **APRIL 3RD IN NYC*** - teclados, voz
JIMMY HERRING - guitarra
TODD NANCE - batería , voz
DOMINGO S. ORTIZ - batería , voz
DAVE SCHOOLS - bajo, voz
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Otras canciones:
- Aunt Avis
- Blue Indian
- Chilly Water
- Christmas Katie
- Diner
- Makes Sense To Me
- Nobody's Loss
- Pickin' Up The Pieces
- Pleas
- Porch Song
- Radio Child
- Space Wrangler
- Action Man
- Aint Life Grand
- Airplane
- All Time Low
- And It Stoned Me Live
- Barstools And Dreamers
- Bayou Lena
- Benefactor
- Big Wooly Mammoth
- C Brown
- Climb To Safety
- Coconuts
- Crack And Whistle
- Dog Song
- Dont Tell The Band
- Dont Wanna Lose You
- Dyin Man
- Entering A Black Hole Backwards
- Fishwater
- From The Cradle
- Gimme
- Give
- Glory
- Goodbye My Love
- Gradle
- Greta
- Heroes
- Holden Oversoul
- Hope In A Hopeless World
- Im Not Alone
- Imitation Leather Shoes
- Imposible
- Jack
- Little Lilly
- Love Tractor
- Me And The Devil Blues
- Mercy
- Old Joe
- One Arm Steve
- Papas Home
- Plastic Jesus
- Proving Ground
- Sparks Fly
- Stop And Go
- This Cruel Thing
- Up All Night
- Weight Of The World
¡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!
A7
Look at our reflections in the water
Making ripples, taking a drink
D7
We used to come here when we were schoolboys
A7
This ole water hole look like it's changed much to you?
D7
Do you think the Lady of the Lake would even remember
A7
The battles we staged for her favor?
A7
Do you remember it got so dark and late
A7
We had to start the games the next morning just to save her
E
Leave it all for the crack and whistle
F A7
Of the carnival train headed for town
A
Now there are children buying candy
Young girls talking all 'bout love & hate
D
Boys spin from the high ride
A
Old man coming home late
D# D D# D
Outside the woodshed
D# D D# D
Wondering what he's gonna say
A G
Mom's been asleep listening to the short waves
Riff (see below)
Hanging onto magazines from far away
Riff:
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A7
Look at our reflections in the mirror
Long and big and short and small
D7
This funhouse gonna distort and shake
A7
Worlds we might really never know at all
D7
You think if we keep coming back
A7
The carnival stay on the edge of town for keeps?
D7 A7
When everybody be happy, we all be laughing in the streets
E
No, I couldn't conjure up a sadder sound
F A7
Than the crack and whistle headed for another town
A
Chickens don't know what bit 'em
The cousin of the little snake boy
D
The twins there look like spacemen
A
And the ponies look like toys
D# D D# D
Peekin' underneath the sideshow tent
D# D D# D
Like looking for monsters 'neath the bed
A G
Junior's running home to mama
Riff
I heard he won't come back here this year again
A
The children line up for candy
Young girls whisper all about love & hate
D
And the boys tell glory stories
A
Jobs and school started late
D
Carnival's packed and gone
A
Ahead of the names and the fames and the names and the rains (?)
A G
Mom and dad didn't go to bed last night
Riff
They were out there playing out by the lake
See everybody knows they're home
Everybody knows they're home
Everybody knows they're home
Everybody knows they're home
So sit back, and learn, and learn
Play a slide trombone
Look at our reflections in the water
Making ripples, taking a drink
D7
We used to come here when we were schoolboys
A7
This ole water hole look like it's changed much to you?
D7
Do you think the Lady of the Lake would even remember
A7
The battles we staged for her favor?
A7
Do you remember it got so dark and late
A7
We had to start the games the next morning just to save her
E
Leave it all for the crack and whistle
F A7
Of the carnival train headed for town
A
Now there are children buying candy
Young girls talking all 'bout love & hate
D
Boys spin from the high ride
A
Old man coming home late
D# D D# D
Outside the woodshed
D# D D# D
Wondering what he's gonna say
A G
Mom's been asleep listening to the short waves
Riff (see below)
Hanging onto magazines from far away
Riff:
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|---4-5---4-5---4-5---4-5---6---|
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A7
Look at our reflections in the mirror
Long and big and short and small
D7
This funhouse gonna distort and shake
A7
Worlds we might really never know at all
D7
You think if we keep coming back
A7
The carnival stay on the edge of town for keeps?
D7 A7
When everybody be happy, we all be laughing in the streets
E
No, I couldn't conjure up a sadder sound
F A7
Than the crack and whistle headed for another town
A
Chickens don't know what bit 'em
The cousin of the little snake boy
D
The twins there look like spacemen
A
And the ponies look like toys
D# D D# D
Peekin' underneath the sideshow tent
D# D D# D
Like looking for monsters 'neath the bed
A G
Junior's running home to mama
Riff
I heard he won't come back here this year again
A
The children line up for candy
Young girls whisper all about love & hate
D
And the boys tell glory stories
A
Jobs and school started late
D
Carnival's packed and gone
A
Ahead of the names and the fames and the names and the rains (?)
A G
Mom and dad didn't go to bed last night
Riff
They were out there playing out by the lake
See everybody knows they're home
Everybody knows they're home
Everybody knows they're home
Everybody knows they're home
So sit back, and learn, and learn
Play a slide trombone
Wild Arms
Wild Belle
Wild Cherry
Wild Child
Wild Nothing