Biografía:
A.A. Bondy es en realidad su nombre de nacimiento (las siglas de Auguste Arthur) de Scott Bondy, el ex cantante de Birmingham, AL’s Southern grunge darlings Verbena. Después de la separación de Verbena en el 2003, Bondy se retiró a su casa en Palenville Catskills en Nueva York y con el tiempo comenzó a escribir canciones nuevamente, emergente con una despojada de sonido indie folk. Grabó y mezcló su álbum debut como solista, American Hearts, en un granero cerca de su casa, lanzando el proyecto en 2007, sobre la huella Superphonic.
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Otras canciones:
- All Rise
- American Hearts
- Among The Pines
- Black Rain Black Rain
- Down In The Fire Lost Sea
- Drmz
- False River
- Hiway Fevers
- How Will You Meet Your End
- I Can See The Pines Are Dancing
- Killed Myself When I Was Young
- Lovers Waltz
- Mercy Wheel
- Mightiest Of Guns
- No Man Shall
- Of The Sea
- Oh The Vampyre
- On The Moon
- Rapture Sweet Rapture
- Rte 28 Believers
- Scenes From A Circus
- Skull And Bones
- Surfer King
- The Coal Hits The Fire
- The Heart Is Willing
- The Twist
- Theres A Reason
- To The Morning
- When The Devils Loose
- Witness Blues
- World Without End
¡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!
Capo 5
G Em
You see the Sunday birds swinging low
G Em
And the fever in your brain only grows
C G
And the murder boys they're running down the street
C G
You can see them through the window from your seat
D C G
Hear the sound of the mightiest of guns
When the shadows run like ghosts across your room
Do you take your world and burn it in a spoon
A mercy ship to sail you off to sleep
To where the crimson angels swim the deep
But there’s no hiding from the mightiest of guns
With every breath you drink in the night
Cause you won’t give up your blues without a fight
And looking at the sky there is no pain
And the stars keep falling down like burning rain
They were fired by the mightiest of guns
Harmonica Solo
Tomorrow I'll be out of my mind
The bear will dance and the organ will grind
I’m laughing cause I know there ain’t no sin
All the world on the head of a pin
Turning fast beneath the mightiest of guns
Turning fast beneath the mightiest of guns
G Em
You see the Sunday birds swinging low
G Em
And the fever in your brain only grows
C G
And the murder boys they're running down the street
C G
You can see them through the window from your seat
D C G
Hear the sound of the mightiest of guns
When the shadows run like ghosts across your room
Do you take your world and burn it in a spoon
A mercy ship to sail you off to sleep
To where the crimson angels swim the deep
But there’s no hiding from the mightiest of guns
With every breath you drink in the night
Cause you won’t give up your blues without a fight
And looking at the sky there is no pain
And the stars keep falling down like burning rain
They were fired by the mightiest of guns
Harmonica Solo
Tomorrow I'll be out of my mind
The bear will dance and the organ will grind
I’m laughing cause I know there ain’t no sin
All the world on the head of a pin
Turning fast beneath the mightiest of guns
Turning fast beneath the mightiest of guns
A.D.N.
A.G.
A.M. Rajah
A.N.I.M.A.L.
A.P.I.