Biografía:
Andrew Bird es un cantautor de indie rock y neoswing nacido el 11 de julio de 1973 en Illinois, Estados Unidos. Alcanzó algún reconocimiento a mediados de los noventa como violista auxiliar de los Squirrel Nut Zippers, una agrupación de jazz que reinterpretaba el sonido clásico del swing de la década del 30. En 1996 lanzó su álbum debut titulado Music of hair que mezclaba estilos como el blues, el jazz y el folk. Despúes lideró la agrupación
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Otras canciones:
- Action/adventure
- Anonanimal
- Are You Serious
- Capsized
- Cataracts
- Dyin' Bedmaker
- Fatal Shore
- Gotholympians
- Lull
- Manifest
- Masters Warm
- Measuring Cups
- Meet Me Here At Dawn
- Oh No
- Orpheo Looks Back
- Pulaski
- Pulaski At Night
- Something Biblical
- Spare Ohs
- Tea And Thorazine
- Three White Horses
- Why?
- Heretics
- 1111
- A Nervous Tic Motion Of The Head To The Left
- Action Adventure
- Armchairs
- Banking On A Myth
- Bloodless
- Candy Shop
- Case In Point
- Cathedral In The Dell
- Chemical Switches
- Dark Matter
- Darkmatter
- Dear Old Greenland
- Desperation Breeds
- Dont Be Scared
- Dora Goes To Town
- Drunk By Noon
- Effigy
- Fake Palindromes
- Far From Any Road
- Fatal Flower Garden
- Fiery Crash
- Fitz And The Dizzyspells
- Frogs Singing
- Giant Of Illinois
- Give It Away
- Glass Figurine
- Headsoak
- How You Gonna Keep Em Down On The Farm
- If I Needed You
- Imitosis
- Lazy Projector
- Left Handed Kisses
- Lusitania
- Masterfade
- Masterswarm
- Mx Missiles
- Mx Missles
- My Sisters Tiny Hands
- Near Death Experience Experience
- Nomenclature
- Not A Robot But A Ghost
- Nuthinduan Waltz
- Oh Sister
- Opposite Day
- Orpheo
- Plasticities
- Puma
- Railroad Bill
- Richmond Woman
- Roma Fade
- Scythian Empire
- Scythian Empires
- Section 8 City
- Sisyphus
- So Much Wine
- Soldier On
- Some Of These Days
- Souverian
- Spare
- Spirograph
- Sweetbreads
- Tables And Chairs
- Take Courage
- Tenuousness
- The Naming Of Things
- The New Saint Jude
- The Privateers
- The Sad Milkman
- Tin Foil
- Tin Foiled
- Too Long
- Truth Lies Low
- Twistable Turnable Man
- Two Way Action
- Valleys Of The Young
- Wait
- When That Helicopter Comes
- Why
¡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!
This is how I play this fantastic song. Some tweaks and re-shaping for a smooth rendition.
(Formatted for a 2 page hard copy)Enjoy. Comments and corrections?
Armchairs
Andrew Bird
Intro:
e|----------------------------------|
B|------1------1------0------0------|
G|-----0------0------0------0-------|
D|----2------2------2------2--------|
A|-3------0------2------0-------3---|
E|----------------------------------|
Riff:
e|----------------------------|---------------------|-------------|
B|----------------------------|---------------------|-------------|
G|----------------------------|---------------------|-------------|
D|----------------------------|---------------------|--------2----|
A|-------0-0---2-2------------|---2/3--2--0-----2---|----0-2---3--|
E|-3-3---------------0-0---3--|-3-----------3-------|--3----------|
C G
I dreamed you were a cosmonaut ---- of the space between our chairs
C G
And I was a cartographer ---- of the tangles in your hair
Fmaj7
I sighed a song that silence brings - It's the one that everybody
C
knows, everybody knows -- the song that silence sings
G
And this is how it goes
Intro -> then riff over lyrics:
C G
These looms that weave apocrypha ---- they're hanging from a strand
C G
The dark and empty rooms were full ---- of incandescent hands
Fmaj7
awkward pause(paws) - a fatal flaw - Time, it's a crooked bow
C
Time is a crooked bow
C G
In time you need to learn, to love - The ebb just like the flow
D7 B7 Em
Grab hold of your bootstraps, and pull like hell
E Am D
until gravity feels sorry for you, and lets you go
G C C/B
As if you lack the proper chemicals to know, oh
Am Bm Fmaj7
the way it felt the last time you let yourself - fall this low
Fmaj7 C
Time, Oh time - it’s a crooked bow
C/G F C/G
Time's a crooked bow - Time, it's a crooked bow
F G
Fifty-five and three-eighths years later
F G F G
At the bottom of a gigantic crater - An armchair calls to you
F G
Yeah, this armchair calls to you
C Cmaj7
It says, someday, we'll get back at them all
G
With epoxy and a pair of pliers
C Cmaj7
As ancient sea slugs begin to crawl
G
through the ragweed and barbed wire
C G F
You didn't write - You didn't call --- It didn't cross your mind
G C G
at all - and through the waves --- waves of A.M. squall
F G Fmaj7
You couldn't feel a thing at all - Fifty-five and three-eighths
Fmaj7
tall - Fifty-five and three-eighths tall …time --- time
Fmaj7 = XX3210
B7 = X2120X
Cmaj7 = X32000
Walk up - G to C Walk down - C to G
A|----0--2--3-| |-3--2--0----|
E|-3----------| |----------3-|
(Formatted for a 2 page hard copy)Enjoy. Comments and corrections?
Armchairs
Andrew Bird
Intro:
e|----------------------------------|
B|------1------1------0------0------|
G|-----0------0------0------0-------|
D|----2------2------2------2--------|
A|-3------0------2------0-------3---|
E|----------------------------------|
Riff:
e|----------------------------|---------------------|-------------|
B|----------------------------|---------------------|-------------|
G|----------------------------|---------------------|-------------|
D|----------------------------|---------------------|--------2----|
A|-------0-0---2-2------------|---2/3--2--0-----2---|----0-2---3--|
E|-3-3---------------0-0---3--|-3-----------3-------|--3----------|
C G
I dreamed you were a cosmonaut ---- of the space between our chairs
C G
And I was a cartographer ---- of the tangles in your hair
Fmaj7
I sighed a song that silence brings - It's the one that everybody
C
knows, everybody knows -- the song that silence sings
G
And this is how it goes
Intro -> then riff over lyrics:
C G
These looms that weave apocrypha ---- they're hanging from a strand
C G
The dark and empty rooms were full ---- of incandescent hands
Fmaj7
awkward pause(paws) - a fatal flaw - Time, it's a crooked bow
C
Time is a crooked bow
C G
In time you need to learn, to love - The ebb just like the flow
D7 B7 Em
Grab hold of your bootstraps, and pull like hell
E Am D
until gravity feels sorry for you, and lets you go
G C C/B
As if you lack the proper chemicals to know, oh
Am Bm Fmaj7
the way it felt the last time you let yourself - fall this low
Fmaj7 C
Time, Oh time - it’s a crooked bow
C/G F C/G
Time's a crooked bow - Time, it's a crooked bow
F G
Fifty-five and three-eighths years later
F G F G
At the bottom of a gigantic crater - An armchair calls to you
F G
Yeah, this armchair calls to you
C Cmaj7
It says, someday, we'll get back at them all
G
With epoxy and a pair of pliers
C Cmaj7
As ancient sea slugs begin to crawl
G
through the ragweed and barbed wire
C G F
You didn't write - You didn't call --- It didn't cross your mind
G C G
at all - and through the waves --- waves of A.M. squall
F G Fmaj7
You couldn't feel a thing at all - Fifty-five and three-eighths
Fmaj7
tall - Fifty-five and three-eighths tall …time --- time
Fmaj7 = XX3210
B7 = X2120X
Cmaj7 = X32000
Walk up - G to C Walk down - C to G
A|----0--2--3-| |-3--2--0----|
E|-3----------| |----------3-|
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