Biografía:
Es uno de los grupos pilares del movimiento rock progresivo, aunque su música no sea rock progresivo al ciento por ciento. Esta banda, formada a principios de los sesenta, adoptó el nombre 'Procol Harum' en 1967. (este nombre, copiado de un gato que tenia Keith, proviene del latín y significa "Más Allá de las cosas", más o menos...)
El líder de la banda era Gary Brooker (vocalista y en los teclados) que componía los temas, mientras el letrista
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Otras canciones:
- A Whiter Shade Of Pale
- A Rum Tale
- A Salty Dog
- A Souvenir Of London
- About To Die
- An Old English Dream
- As Strong As Samson
- Beyond The Pale
- Boredom
- Branyard Story
- Bringing Home
- Cerdes
- Christmas Camel
- Conquistador
- Crucifiction Lane
- Dead Mans Dream
- Devil Came From Kansas
- Fires Which Burnt Brightly
- For Liquorice John
- Good Captain Clack
- Grand Hotel
- Homburg
- Kaleidoscope
- Long Gone Geek
- Magdalene My Regal Zonophone
- Neighbour
- Nothing But The Truth
- Nothing That I Didnt Know
- Piggy Pig Pig
- Pilgrims Progress
- Quite Rightly So
- Salad Days
- Shadow Boxed
- She Wandered Through
- Skip Softly My Moonbeams
- Soldier
- Something Following Me
- Still There Be More
- Sunday Morning
- The Idol
- The Only One
- The Truth Wont Fade Away
- Too Much Between Us
- Tv Ceasar
- Wee Small Hours
- Whaling Stories
- Wish Me Well
- Your Own Choice
¡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!
02 Dead man's dream From "Home" composed by Brooker-Reid
intro:
Dm E7 Cm Ebm D D7
Bbm F Fm Eb
As I lay down dying, a floor for my bed
Bbm F Fm Eb Cm7
And a bundle of newspaper under my head
Ebm7 B Ab7 Cm/G
I dreamed a dream, as strange as could be
Cdim Bbm/Db C Fm bass: F E F G
Concerning myself, and somebody like me
Ab Eb Ab Gm Eb,Bb/D,Dbdim
Bbm F Fm Eb
We were in some city, the stranger and me
Bbm F Fm Eb Cm7 Ebm
The houses were open, and the streets empty
B /A Ab Cm
The windows were bare, and the pavements dirty
F#o Bbm C7 Fm (Bass F,E,F,G)
I asked where I was; my companion ignored me
Ab F/A Bbm
Bbm F#m7/A
We entered a graveyard and searched for a tombstone
E/G# F#m
The graves were disturbed, and the coffins wide open
E Bm/D
And the corpses were rotten, yet each one was living
C#m Bm A G F#5
Their eyes were alive with maggots crawling
Bbm F#m7/A
I cried out in fear, but my voice had left me
E/G# F#m
My legs were deformed, yet I moved quite freely
E bass(E,F#,G#,A,B,C#) Bm/D E
My head was on fire, yet my hands were icy
Bass:E,F#,G,A,E,F#,G,A
C#m Bm
And everywhere light, yet darkness engulfed me
A G F#5
solo on: Dm E Cm D5
Bbm F Fm Eb
I managed to scream and woke from my slumber
Bbm F Fm Eb Cm7 Ebm7
I thought of my dream and lay there and wondered
B Ab Cm
Where had I been? What could it mean?
F#dim Bbm
It was dark in the deathroom
as I slithered under
061014 [email protected]
intro:
Dm E7 Cm Ebm D D7
Bbm F Fm Eb
As I lay down dying, a floor for my bed
Bbm F Fm Eb Cm7
And a bundle of newspaper under my head
Ebm7 B Ab7 Cm/G
I dreamed a dream, as strange as could be
Cdim Bbm/Db C Fm bass: F E F G
Concerning myself, and somebody like me
Ab Eb Ab Gm Eb,Bb/D,Dbdim
Bbm F Fm Eb
We were in some city, the stranger and me
Bbm F Fm Eb Cm7 Ebm
The houses were open, and the streets empty
B /A Ab Cm
The windows were bare, and the pavements dirty
F#o Bbm C7 Fm (Bass F,E,F,G)
I asked where I was; my companion ignored me
Ab F/A Bbm
Bbm F#m7/A
We entered a graveyard and searched for a tombstone
E/G# F#m
The graves were disturbed, and the coffins wide open
E Bm/D
And the corpses were rotten, yet each one was living
C#m Bm A G F#5
Their eyes were alive with maggots crawling
Bbm F#m7/A
I cried out in fear, but my voice had left me
E/G# F#m
My legs were deformed, yet I moved quite freely
E bass(E,F#,G#,A,B,C#) Bm/D E
My head was on fire, yet my hands were icy
Bass:E,F#,G,A,E,F#,G,A
C#m Bm
And everywhere light, yet darkness engulfed me
A G F#5
solo on: Dm E Cm D5
Bbm F Fm Eb
I managed to scream and woke from my slumber
Bbm F Fm Eb Cm7 Ebm7
I thought of my dream and lay there and wondered
B Ab Cm
Where had I been? What could it mean?
F#dim Bbm
It was dark in the deathroom
as I slithered under
061014 [email protected]
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