Biografía:
“Musically, we don't know what the end destination is, and I like it that way. Whatever we've created, it wasn't by accident, but it certainly wasn't on purpose. For me that makes music honest,” says Ron Fountenberry, the principal songwriter and unofficial captain of the good ship that is the Softlightes.
Without digging too far back, the Softlightes story begins (roughly) in 2003, when Fountenberry and bassist Kristian Dunn’s previous project, the electro pop group The Incredible Moses Leroy, had caught the ear of one Mr.
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SoftLightes - The Microwave Song
First, listen the whole song and then make the rhythm with the guitar.
Chords: G D Am
I'm just a light boy
Looking for a lighter day
And it's a cold wet Wednesday
We had days in the sun
But they added up to none
It's just the fate of the atomic age
There were lights in my head
But they lost their place
I'm not good enough for Saturdays
We had days in the sun
But they added up to none
It's just the fate of the atomic age
I am just a microwave (x6)
I think I've heard these words before
They made me blue
I'm looking at you from your tennis shoe
But I'm stuck to the sound
Of your merry-go-round
You're just a beautiful kind of blue
I am just a microwave (x6)
And there's a lot of us (x3)
And there's a lot of us, of us, of us
I am just a microwave (x12)
First, listen the whole song and then make the rhythm with the guitar.
Chords: G D Am
I'm just a light boy
Looking for a lighter day
And it's a cold wet Wednesday
We had days in the sun
But they added up to none
It's just the fate of the atomic age
There were lights in my head
But they lost their place
I'm not good enough for Saturdays
We had days in the sun
But they added up to none
It's just the fate of the atomic age
I am just a microwave (x6)
I think I've heard these words before
They made me blue
I'm looking at you from your tennis shoe
But I'm stuck to the sound
Of your merry-go-round
You're just a beautiful kind of blue
I am just a microwave (x6)
And there's a lot of us (x3)
And there's a lot of us, of us, of us
I am just a microwave (x12)
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