Biografía:
Acollective is the resonating echoes of quacking ducks in a sealed room, a dual-headed machine of construction-yard-nihilism consuming everything in its path, from banged-up Folk to burned-down Middle-Eastern-Funk, breaking hips and shaking hearts along the way.
Formed in 2008, Acollective was a 7-piece band and social movement, fronted by Roy Rieck and Idan Rabinovici. The band's early shows became a weekly cult gathering in Tel-Aviv, and they
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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!
D A#m E A#m D#m A#m B
F#m E C#m D F#m E C#m
heart starts beating faster than the images that flash before your eyes
F#m E C#m D F#m E C#m
chest is aching, then again it might be that the dress is just too tight
F#m C#m D E F#m C#m D
and now the fun part's over, memories are honeytraps with no more cheques to cash
F#m E D E F#m E B
i feel ready, years of crooked steadiness are foaming at the mouth and attack.
F#m E C#m D F#m E C#m
heart stops bleeding, it radiates but who knows if it's left or was it right
F#m E C#m D F#m E C#m
a slight distraction, you sensed it from the get-go but you can't go and there's no getting back
F#m C#m D E F#m C#m D
and now a past time lover, wrecked and then recovered, hovers at the doorway and laughs
F#m E D E F#m E B
and I can't stop feeling - funny how you let what kept you breathing to now eat you alive.
please rate if you enjoyed
especially if you were waiting for this a while like me :)
thanks!
F#m E C#m D F#m E C#m
heart starts beating faster than the images that flash before your eyes
F#m E C#m D F#m E C#m
chest is aching, then again it might be that the dress is just too tight
F#m C#m D E F#m C#m D
and now the fun part's over, memories are honeytraps with no more cheques to cash
F#m E D E F#m E B
i feel ready, years of crooked steadiness are foaming at the mouth and attack.
F#m E C#m D F#m E C#m
heart stops bleeding, it radiates but who knows if it's left or was it right
F#m E C#m D F#m E C#m
a slight distraction, you sensed it from the get-go but you can't go and there's no getting back
F#m C#m D E F#m C#m D
and now a past time lover, wrecked and then recovered, hovers at the doorway and laughs
F#m E D E F#m E B
and I can't stop feeling - funny how you let what kept you breathing to now eat you alive.
please rate if you enjoyed
especially if you were waiting for this a while like me :)
thanks!
Acquire The Fire
Acres
Acres Of Lions
Across the Borde (...)
Across the Sky