Biografia:
On their self-titled debut, Electric President duo Ben Cooper and Alex Kane perpetuate Morr's ongoing flirtation with song-oriented pop (specifically a vocal-based amalgam of pop, folk, and electronica) signaled by last year's The Go Find (Miami) and Styrofoam (Nothing's Lost) releases, and popularized en masse by Ben Gibbard's recent Postal Service and Death Cab for Cutie success. And while Cooper does possess an intimate, slightly nasal vocal style
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Snow on Dead Neighbourhoods
Electric President S/T [2006]
Transcribed by Matthew Brown ([email protected])
Bb Fm Bb Fm
Pluck all the wires from your skin, and toss them to the wind.
Bb Fm Bb Fm
Open your chest and let me in. I’ll help you mend.
Bb G# Eb G#
While you carve our names in the ice on the sidewalk,
Bb G# Eb G#
And I do the same on the face of a cinderblock.
Bb Fm Bb Fm
Thousands of houses hug this road, but no one’s home.
Bb Fm Bb Fm
All the picket fences look like bones, ’cause nothing grows.
Bb Fm Bb Fm
Snow covers everything in sight a ghostly white.
Bb Fm Bb Fm
Under that blanket there’s no life, just blinking lights.
Bb G# Eb G#
And we peer through the glass of those empty households.
Bb G# Eb G# Bb
The T Vs are all still on. They’re flashing images against the walls
G# Eb G#
Electric President S/T [2006]
Transcribed by Matthew Brown ([email protected])
Bb Fm Bb Fm
Pluck all the wires from your skin, and toss them to the wind.
Bb Fm Bb Fm
Open your chest and let me in. I’ll help you mend.
Bb G# Eb G#
While you carve our names in the ice on the sidewalk,
Bb G# Eb G#
And I do the same on the face of a cinderblock.
Bb Fm Bb Fm
Thousands of houses hug this road, but no one’s home.
Bb Fm Bb Fm
All the picket fences look like bones, ’cause nothing grows.
Bb Fm Bb Fm
Snow covers everything in sight a ghostly white.
Bb Fm Bb Fm
Under that blanket there’s no life, just blinking lights.
Bb G# Eb G#
And we peer through the glass of those empty households.
Bb G# Eb G# Bb
The T Vs are all still on. They’re flashing images against the walls
G# Eb G#
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