Biografía:
La banda liderada por Will Sheff, compositor que lleva varios años recibiendo muy buenas críticas por esas composiciones en las que brillan por igual el country alternativo y el indie-rock guitarrero, pretende conseguir lo que desde hace tiempo lleva buscando: un puesto de honor en la escena independiente internacional.
Se les ha comparado con Bright Eyes y su música evoca muy diferentes sensaciones, dependiendo de la garra que impregne cada una de las canciones de este The Stage Names, su mejor trabajo hasta el momento.
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Otras canciones:
- A Favor (guitar Solo)
- A Stone
- Lost Coastlines
- Maine Island Lovers
- Our Life Is Not A Movie Or Maybe
- Plus Ones
- Song Of Our So-called Friend
- Westfall
- A Girl In Port
- A Glow
- A Hand To Take Hold Of The Scene
- A King And A Queen
- All The Time Everyday
- Another Radio Song
- Auntie Alice
- Black
- Black Nemo
- Black Sheep Boy
- Blanket And Crib
- Blue Tulip
- Bruce Wayne Campbell Interviewed On The Roof Of The Chelsea Hotel 1979
- Calling And Not Calling My Ex
- Comes Indiana Through The Smoke
- Dead Faces
- Do What You Gotta Do
- Dont Move Back To La
- Down Down The Deep River
- Famous Tracheotomies
- For Real
- For The Enemy
- From A Cutlass Cruiser
- Get Big
- Hanging From A Hit
- Happy Hearts
- It Ends With A Fall
- It Was My Season
- John Allyn Smith Sails
- Kansas City
- Lady Liberty
- Lay Of The Last Survivor
- Lido Pier Suicide Car
- Lines
- Listening To Otis Redding At Home During Christmas
- Love To A Monster
- Mary On A Wave
- No Hidden Track
- No Key No Plan
- Oh Precious
- Okkervil River Rip
- Okkervil River Song
- On A Balcony
- On Tour With Zykos
- Pink Slips
- Piratess
- Pop Lie
- Presidents Dead
- Red
- Rider
- Seas Too Far To Reach
- She Would Look For Me
- Simon Smith And The Amazing Dancing Bear
- Singer Songwriter
- So Come Back I Am Waiting
- Song About A Star
- Song Of Our So
- Starry Stairs
- The Industry
- The Latest Toughs
- The Next Four Months
- The Rise
- The Valley
- The War Criminal Rises And Speaks
- Title Track
- Unless Its Kicks
- Wake And Be Fine
- We Need A Myth
- Where The Spirit Left Us
- White
- White Shadow Waltz
- Yellow
- You Cant Hold The Hand Of A Rock And Roll Man
¡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:
A7:002230
G :320033
H D A G 2 times
Verse:
H D A G
Some nights I thirst for real blood, for real knives, for real cries.
H D A G
And then the flash of steel from real guns in real life really fills my mind.
Bridge:
A G D A A7 A E
Then I really miss what really did exist when I held your throat so tight.
A G D A A7 A E
And I miss the bus as it swerved from us and almost came crashing to its side.
Verse:
Sometimes the blood from real cuts feels real nice when it's really mine. And if you
it to be real, come over for a night, we can really, really climb,
Bridge:
and those blue bridge lights might really burn most bright while we watch that dark lake
And if you really want to see what really matters most to me, we can just take a real
drive.
Verse:
Just a drive into the dark stretch, long stretch of night, will really stretch this
mind. And this room, unlit, unheated, and the ceiling striped, and the dark black blinds....
Bridge:
I want to know this time if you’re really finally mine. I need to know that you're not
and so I want to see you tried. And I don't want to hear you say it shouldn’t really be
way, because I like this way just fine. And there’s nothing quite like the blinding
when that curtain’s cast aside, and no attempt is made to explain away the things that
really, really are behind:
Refrain:
You can't lie etc etc
E G D A
Solo
Not 100% exact
E String:
E:7-5-3-2-3-5-5-5-2-3-5-5-5-2-3-5-3-2-0-
tabbed by A.M. aka pipiflint
A7:002230
G :320033
H D A G 2 times
Verse:
H D A G
Some nights I thirst for real blood, for real knives, for real cries.
H D A G
And then the flash of steel from real guns in real life really fills my mind.
Bridge:
A G D A A7 A E
Then I really miss what really did exist when I held your throat so tight.
A G D A A7 A E
And I miss the bus as it swerved from us and almost came crashing to its side.
Verse:
Sometimes the blood from real cuts feels real nice when it's really mine. And if you
it to be real, come over for a night, we can really, really climb,
Bridge:
and those blue bridge lights might really burn most bright while we watch that dark lake
And if you really want to see what really matters most to me, we can just take a real
drive.
Verse:
Just a drive into the dark stretch, long stretch of night, will really stretch this
mind. And this room, unlit, unheated, and the ceiling striped, and the dark black blinds....
Bridge:
I want to know this time if you’re really finally mine. I need to know that you're not
and so I want to see you tried. And I don't want to hear you say it shouldn’t really be
way, because I like this way just fine. And there’s nothing quite like the blinding
when that curtain’s cast aside, and no attempt is made to explain away the things that
really, really are behind:
Refrain:
You can't lie etc etc
E G D A
Solo
Not 100% exact
E String:
E:7-5-3-2-3-5-5-5-2-3-5-5-5-2-3-5-3-2-0-
tabbed by A.M. aka pipiflint
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