Biografía:
Augie March es una banda australiana de indie/poprock formada en 1996 en Shepparton, Victoria. Tomó su nombre de la novela de 1954 Las aventuras de Augie March de Saul Bellow, citando su prosa poética, tan compleja como un reflejo de la voz de Richards. La banda se compone actualmente de vocalista y guitarrista Glenn Richards , el guitarrista de Adam Donovan , el bajista Edmondo Ammendola , el baterista David Williams, y el tecladista Kiernan Box. Box sustituye Rob Dawson, primer tecladista de la banda quien murió en 2001.
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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!
Intro
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Just an ordinary day I knew that autumn was on its way
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I could see by the gilt of the clouds the burnish on the bay
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A ring of effusia settled on the city like a vision of the future
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Before the scales fell away
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A vision of the future looking more than just okay
A D
A good feeling
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Yes just a good feeling
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And it only happens now and then
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Out of the mouth of a black dog
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Out of the terrors of 3 am
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Out of the dark and whispering fen
Bm D A
I was blind then I could see now I'm blind again
A
So I hollered up to Jill
D A
Come down from the mountain your ears are 'a burning
D A
My speech is a fountain it's been another long year
D
But you know I'm not counting
Bm D
I dreamed you like you dreamed me
Bm D
O the bomb dreamed the fuse and the drowner dreamed the sea
A D
What a strange feeling
A D
Yes it's a strange feeling
A
And it only happens now and then
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Out of the mouth of a black dog
A D
Out of the terrors of 3 am
A D
Out of the dark and whispering fen
Bm D
I was blind then I could see now I'm blind again
A D A D
Most of the Aegean Sea rushes into my bedroom and glitters for me
A D Bm D
The hills of Gallipoli all throw up their bones for my industry
A D
So I build from the charnel the ale house
A D
I build from the tomb a palace of dreams
A D Bm D
That old barren rockface got silver seams for a miner of middling means
Bm D
Singing poems of dissolution and schemes
A
My penny whistles lo
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Now I summon up Jack sat up on the hill
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The wrong kind of music the wrong kind of pill
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Impotent as a potato but still pleading Give it up Mary
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But not by degrees
A D A D
A portrait of Jack a study in sin well I knew of myself before I knew of him
A D
Now even I couldn't tell ya just who it is asking
Bm D
Give it up Mary but not by degrees
Bm D E
Give it up Mary your virtue please
A D
Into the mouth of a black dog - I go
A D
Into the terrors of 3 am - I go
A D
Into the dark and whispering fen - I go
Bm D
I was blind then blind again
A D
Into the mouth of a black dog - I go
A D
Into the terrors of 3 am - I go
A D
Into the dark and whispering fen - I go
Bm D
O what beast has my name on its snaggle tooth
Bm D E
And eternal slobber for my finishing youth
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My penny whistles low
Aura Dione
Aurevoir.
Aurora
Austin C Miles & (...)
Austin Gibbs
Ava Max
Avail
Avalanche City
Avalon
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