Biografía:
Metric es una banda canadiense de rock indie e influencias de New Wave, formada en la ciudad de Toronto por la vocalista Emily Haines (que también toca la guitarra y el sintetizador), el guitarrista James Shaw, el bajista Josh Winstead y en la batería Joules Scott-Key.
El primer álbum que grabaron fue Grow Up and Blow Away en 2001, sin embargo, los problemas que atravesaba la discográfica a la que pertenecían hizo que no viera la luz hasta 2007, cuando otra casa, Last Gang Records, compró los derechos para publicarlo.
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Otras canciones:
- Black Sheep
- Blindness
- Breathing Underwater
- Calculation Theme
- Collect Call
- Combat Baby
- Doctor Blind
- Don't Think Twice It's Alright
- Gimme Sympathy
- Gold Guns Girls
- Help I'm Alive
- List
- Live It Out
- Lost Kitten
- Love Is A Place
- Raw Sugar
- Satellite Mind
- Synthetica
- The Shade
- Too Little Too Late
- Twilight Galaxy
- All Yours
- Anticipate
- Art Of Doubt
- Artificial Nocturne
- Blind Valentine
- Calculation
- Cascades
- Celebrate
- Clone
- Dark Saturday
- Dead Disco
- Dont Think Twice Its Alright
- Dreams So Real
- Dressed To Suppress
- Eclipse All Yours
- Empty
- Ending Start
- Feels Like We Only Go Backwards
- For Kicks
- Fortunes
- Gimmie Sympathy
- Give Me Sympathy
- Glass Ceiling
- Grow Up And Blow Away
- Help Im Alive
- Hustle Rose
- Iou
- Lie Lie Lie
- Live It Out Acoustic
- London Halflife
- No Lights On The Horizon
- Now Or Never Now
- On A Slow Night
- On The Sly
- Other Side
- Risk
- Seven Rules
- Siamese Cities
- Sick Muse
- Soft Rock Star
- Speed The Collapse
- Strange Weather
- Sugar Mountain
- The Gates
- The Governess
- The Police And The Private
- The Twist
- The Wanderlust
- Too Bad So Sad
- Waves
- Wet Blanket
- White Gold
¡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!
Metric - Raw Sugar, off of Grow Up and Blow Away.
If I've made any errors that matter, let me know: [email protected]. I'm not entirely sure
about the inversions (slash chords) in the first verse. Sonority-wise, I'm confident
they
are inverted as such, with a descending bass-line, half steps, but I'm not sure if what
have is exactly
what the acoustic guitar is playing.
It also sounds like most of the A minors are E-string barre chords, though again, I may again
be listening to the whole rather than solely the acoustic guitar there.
I was also loose about sevenths. The only chords that may have a seventh
are the E (and E/G#) chords. If you think you hear the D in there, let me know, and I'll give
it a listen and fix this.
Thanks,
Stephen
Other information:
Key: Am (and C)
Time: 4/4
Tuning: Standard
Am E/G#
Sort of wonder why No one said a word
C/G
Don't you like it on the sly?
Ab
Don't you like it till it hurts?
Bb Am E/G#
Have I been on your mind? What's a voice without a song?
C/G Ab
Something in your head You've been fighting all along...
Bb Am
I don't want to say it, The news is not so good
We'll never get away, And even if we could
We'd just play the tambourine Around an open flame
Oversleep and burn To be back in the game
Bb C E
'Cause summer never comes Nowhere near high noon
Am Ab
And winter never comes Nor the harvest moon
C
Raw sugar
Bb
I don't want to die living in a high rise grave
My baby come home
Ab Gm
(same black day, high rise grave)
No I'm not complaining, Yes it could be worse
Ferment on the wish bone, Match the lips to the purse
Neighborhood's a runway, Fry the ass and thighs
Dirty diamond dealers, pushed behind the ire's
'Cause summer never comes Nowhere near high noon
And winter never comes Nor the harvest moon
Raw sugar
I don't want to die living in a high rise grave
My baby come home
(same black day, high rise grave)
Am E7
Still I wear the red dress, Paint my toes and twirl
C Ab
Take it back to old times, when I was still a girl
Bb Am E7
'Cause now I'm all baboon boys, Cootchie Cootchie Coo
C Ab
Sort of wonder why I missed a kiss for you
Bb
'Cause summer never comes (same black day, high rise grave)
Winter never comes (same black day, high rise grave)
If I've made any errors that matter, let me know: [email protected]. I'm not entirely sure
about the inversions (slash chords) in the first verse. Sonority-wise, I'm confident
they
are inverted as such, with a descending bass-line, half steps, but I'm not sure if what
have is exactly
what the acoustic guitar is playing.
It also sounds like most of the A minors are E-string barre chords, though again, I may again
be listening to the whole rather than solely the acoustic guitar there.
I was also loose about sevenths. The only chords that may have a seventh
are the E (and E/G#) chords. If you think you hear the D in there, let me know, and I'll give
it a listen and fix this.
Thanks,
Stephen
Other information:
Key: Am (and C)
Time: 4/4
Tuning: Standard
Am E/G#
Sort of wonder why No one said a word
C/G
Don't you like it on the sly?
Ab
Don't you like it till it hurts?
Bb Am E/G#
Have I been on your mind? What's a voice without a song?
C/G Ab
Something in your head You've been fighting all along...
Bb Am
I don't want to say it, The news is not so good
We'll never get away, And even if we could
We'd just play the tambourine Around an open flame
Oversleep and burn To be back in the game
Bb C E
'Cause summer never comes Nowhere near high noon
Am Ab
And winter never comes Nor the harvest moon
C
Raw sugar
Bb
I don't want to die living in a high rise grave
My baby come home
Ab Gm
(same black day, high rise grave)
No I'm not complaining, Yes it could be worse
Ferment on the wish bone, Match the lips to the purse
Neighborhood's a runway, Fry the ass and thighs
Dirty diamond dealers, pushed behind the ire's
'Cause summer never comes Nowhere near high noon
And winter never comes Nor the harvest moon
Raw sugar
I don't want to die living in a high rise grave
My baby come home
(same black day, high rise grave)
Am E7
Still I wear the red dress, Paint my toes and twirl
C Ab
Take it back to old times, when I was still a girl
Bb Am E7
'Cause now I'm all baboon boys, Cootchie Cootchie Coo
C Ab
Sort of wonder why I missed a kiss for you
Bb
'Cause summer never comes (same black day, high rise grave)
Winter never comes (same black day, high rise grave)
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