Biografía:
Brian Peter George St. John le Baptiste de la Salle Eno, mejor conocido como Brian Eno, es un compositor, productor, músico, cantante y teórico nacido en Inglaterra en el año 1948. Es reconocido como el padre de la música ambient, con discos como Music for Airports, The Plateaux of Mirror, Day of Radiance y On Land.
Empezó su carrera a principios de los '70s tocando con Roxy Music, aportando originales texturas del sintetizador. Esta banda obtuvo importancia dentro de la escena del glam rock
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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!
Brian Eno- Taking Tiger Mountain (By Strategy)-
The Fat Lady Of Limbourg
Am
Well, I rang up Pantucci,
Am
Spoke to Lu-chi,
G
I gave them all
F Am
They needed to know.
Am
If affairs are proceeding
Am
As we're expecting,
G F Am
Soon enough the weak spots will show.
G Am
I assume you understand that we have options on your time,
G Am
And will ditch you in the harbour if we must:
Am
But if it all works out nicely,
You'll get the bonus you deserve
G F Am
From doctors we trust.
The Fat Lady of Limbourg
Looked at the samples that we sent
And furrowed her brow.
You would never believe that
She'd tasted royalty and fame
If you saw her now.
But her sense of taste is such that she'll distinguish with her tongue
The subtleties a spectrograph would miss,
And announce her decision,
While demanding her reward:
The jellyfish kiss.
Now we checked out this duck quack
Who laid a big egg, oh so black
It shone just like gold.
And the kids from the city,
Finding it pretty, took it home,
And there it was sold.
It was changing hands for weeks till someone left it by their fire
And it melted to a puddle on the floor:
For it was only a candle, a Roman scandal oh oh oh,
Now it's a pool.
That's what we're paid for
That's what we're paid for
That's what we're paid for here.
Horn Part:
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D|------7-7--------------------7---------7-7--------------------7------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
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G|------------7----5-7---4---------------------------------------------------|
D|-----5-5------------------5----7-------------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
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The Fat Lady Of Limbourg
Am
Well, I rang up Pantucci,
Am
Spoke to Lu-chi,
G
I gave them all
F Am
They needed to know.
Am
If affairs are proceeding
Am
As we're expecting,
G F Am
Soon enough the weak spots will show.
G Am
I assume you understand that we have options on your time,
G Am
And will ditch you in the harbour if we must:
Am
But if it all works out nicely,
You'll get the bonus you deserve
G F Am
From doctors we trust.
The Fat Lady of Limbourg
Looked at the samples that we sent
And furrowed her brow.
You would never believe that
She'd tasted royalty and fame
If you saw her now.
But her sense of taste is such that she'll distinguish with her tongue
The subtleties a spectrograph would miss,
And announce her decision,
While demanding her reward:
The jellyfish kiss.
Now we checked out this duck quack
Who laid a big egg, oh so black
It shone just like gold.
And the kids from the city,
Finding it pretty, took it home,
And there it was sold.
It was changing hands for weeks till someone left it by their fire
And it melted to a puddle on the floor:
For it was only a candle, a Roman scandal oh oh oh,
Now it's a pool.
That's what we're paid for
That's what we're paid for
That's what we're paid for here.
Horn Part:
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B|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
G|-------------9----7-9-----5-------------------9----7-9-----5---------------|
D|------7-7--------------------7---------7-7--------------------7------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
G|------------7----5-7---4---------------------------------------------------|
D|-----5-5------------------5----7-------------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
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