Biografia:
Joanna Newsom nasceu em 1982. É harpista, pianista, cantora e compositora. Suas canções são inspiradas em sua cidade Natal, Nevada (EUA).
Newsom estudou composição e teoria musical no Mills College, Califórnia.
Após uma série de apresentações com o cantor e ator Will Oldham, ela logo conseguiu assinar um contrato com a gravadora Drag City e produziu o seu primeiro álbum The Milk-Eyed Mender em 2004. Logo a seguir, Newsom saiu em excursão com Devendra Banhart e a banda Vetiver.
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Outras músicas:
- '81
- Bridges And Balloons
- Clam Crab Cockle Cowry
- Emily
- On A Good Day
- Peach, Plum, Pear
- 81
- A Pin Light Bent
- Anecdotes
- Autumn
- Baby Birch
- Book Of Right
- Ca The Yowes To The Nowes
- Cassiopeia
- Clam Crab Cockle Cowrie
- Cosmia
- Divers
- Does Not Suffice
- Easy
- En Gallop
- Esme
- Go Long
- Good Intentions Paving Company
- Goose Eggs
- Have One On Me
- In California
- Inflamatory Writ
- Inflammatory Writ
- Jackrabbits
- Kingfisher
- Leaving The City
- Look And Despair
- Make Hay
- Monkey Bear
- No Provenance
- Occident
- Only Skin
- Peach Plum Pear
- Ribbon Bows
- Sadie
- Sapokanikan
- Sawdust And Diamonds
- Soft As Chalk
- Sprout And The Bean
- Swansea
- The Divers Wife
- The Fray
- The Northstar Grassman And The Ravens
- The Things I Say
- This Side Of The Blue
- Time As A Symptom
- Waltz Of The 101St Lightborne
- What We Have Known
- You And Me Bess
- You Will Not Take My Heart Alive
Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
"NO PROVENANCE" by Joanna Newsom
FROM "HAVE ONE ON ME"
CHORDS INTERPRETED BY CM
Cm G Bb Ab
Allelu, allelu:
Cm G7 Bb Ab
I have died happy,and lived to tell the tale to you.
Cm G7 Bb
I have slept for forty years, and woke to find me gone.
Eb C7 Ab
I woke safe and warm in your arms.
Eb Bbm/Db Cm Eb Gm/D
In your arms, your arms, in your arms
Cm G7 Bb Ab
Not informed of the natural law,
squatting, lordly, on a stool, in a stall, we spun gold clear out of straw.
And, when our bales of bullion were stored, you burned me like a barn.
I burned safe and warm in your arms.
Eb Bbm/Db
In your arms, your arms
Eb Db Cm F
I'm afraid of the Big Return.
Dm Gm A D
There's a certain conversation lost, and that loss incurred
Dm G
with nobody remaining to register
Eb Db Cm F
who had passed This way in the night, in the middle of the
Dm Gm A D
night, negating their grace and their sight,
Dm Gm
till only I remember, or mark,
Cm G Bb Ab
how we had our talk: We took our ride,
Cm G7 Bb Ab
so that there was no-one home,
and the lights of Rome flickered and died.
And, what's more, I believe that you knew it, too;
I think you saw their flares, and kept me safely unawares, in your arms.
Eb Bbm/Db Cm Eb Gm/D
In your arms, your arms, in your arms
Cm G7 Bb Ab
The grass was tall, and strung with burrs,
I essayed that high sashay which,
in my mind, was my way; you hung behind, in yours.
Anyhow, she did not neigh.
I do not know what drew our eyes to hers;
that little black mare did not stir,
Eb Bbm/Db
till I lay down in your arms.
(Eb Db Cm F Dm G A D Dm G)
Poor old dirty little dog-size horse!--
swaying and wheezing,
as a matter of course;
swaying and wheezing,
as a matter of pride.
That poor old nag, not four palms wide,
had waited a long time,
coated in salt,
buckled like a ship run foul of the fence.
In the middle of the night,
she'd sprung up,
no provenance,
bearing the whites of her eyes.
And you, with your
'arrangement' with Fate,
nodded sadly at her lame assault
on that steady old gate, her faultlessly etiolated
Cm G7 Bb Ab
fishbelly-face; the muzzle of a ghost.
And, pretty Johnny Appleseed, via satellite feed,
tell us, who was it that you then loved the most?
Pretty Johnny Appleseed, leave a trail that leads
straight back down to the farm.
Gm6/C
Lay me down safe and warm in your arms.
FROM "HAVE ONE ON ME"
CHORDS INTERPRETED BY CM
Cm G Bb Ab
Allelu, allelu:
Cm G7 Bb Ab
I have died happy,and lived to tell the tale to you.
Cm G7 Bb
I have slept for forty years, and woke to find me gone.
Eb C7 Ab
I woke safe and warm in your arms.
Eb Bbm/Db Cm Eb Gm/D
In your arms, your arms, in your arms
Cm G7 Bb Ab
Not informed of the natural law,
squatting, lordly, on a stool, in a stall, we spun gold clear out of straw.
And, when our bales of bullion were stored, you burned me like a barn.
I burned safe and warm in your arms.
Eb Bbm/Db
In your arms, your arms
Eb Db Cm F
I'm afraid of the Big Return.
Dm Gm A D
There's a certain conversation lost, and that loss incurred
Dm G
with nobody remaining to register
Eb Db Cm F
who had passed This way in the night, in the middle of the
Dm Gm A D
night, negating their grace and their sight,
Dm Gm
till only I remember, or mark,
Cm G Bb Ab
how we had our talk: We took our ride,
Cm G7 Bb Ab
so that there was no-one home,
and the lights of Rome flickered and died.
And, what's more, I believe that you knew it, too;
I think you saw their flares, and kept me safely unawares, in your arms.
Eb Bbm/Db Cm Eb Gm/D
In your arms, your arms, in your arms
Cm G7 Bb Ab
The grass was tall, and strung with burrs,
I essayed that high sashay which,
in my mind, was my way; you hung behind, in yours.
Anyhow, she did not neigh.
I do not know what drew our eyes to hers;
that little black mare did not stir,
Eb Bbm/Db
till I lay down in your arms.
(Eb Db Cm F Dm G A D Dm G)
Poor old dirty little dog-size horse!--
swaying and wheezing,
as a matter of course;
swaying and wheezing,
as a matter of pride.
That poor old nag, not four palms wide,
had waited a long time,
coated in salt,
buckled like a ship run foul of the fence.
In the middle of the night,
she'd sprung up,
no provenance,
bearing the whites of her eyes.
And you, with your
'arrangement' with Fate,
nodded sadly at her lame assault
on that steady old gate, her faultlessly etiolated
Cm G7 Bb Ab
fishbelly-face; the muzzle of a ghost.
And, pretty Johnny Appleseed, via satellite feed,
tell us, who was it that you then loved the most?
Pretty Johnny Appleseed, leave a trail that leads
straight back down to the farm.
Gm6/C
Lay me down safe and warm in your arms.
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Joaquin De Rodri (...)
Joaquín S (...)
Joceline Leblanc
Jochi