Biografia:
Kind Of Like Spitting começou em 1996 em Oregon, EUA. Num som caseiro e lo-fi, Ben Barnett lidera a banda, escrevendo grande parte do material, o que até à data inclui 8 LPs e vários EPs.
Gravou vários splits com artistas como Rose Of Sharon, The City On Film, Sterling Silver, Jeff London e Lemuria. Entre participações em numerosas compilações fez covers para a editora Redder de Bad Religion, Death Cab For Cutie, Mojave 3, Nada Surf, Yo La Tengo, entre outros.
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I just listened to the song a little and this is what i came up with. It might not
be the exact way he plays it but it sounds good enough. Note that the C* is just a
little variation of the C chord where you let go with the finger that's pushing
down the D-string (in most cases the middle finger). So whenever the C* shows up
just switch between the regular C (X32010) and the C* (X30010). This might sound
confusing but it's really easy. You'll get it ;)
INTRO:
C C*/C/C*
F, Em, G,
F, Em, G,
C
C Am G F
Slid right through the turnstile and off the loft we went,
C F G
We were taken in by strangers, called out by coil and kin.
C Am G F
Oh concentrate on as far back as you can go,
C
When we would put a bullet in its
F G
belfry to prove it's all a hoax,
C
So what we don't impress the fireworks
Am G F
with the strumming of our smiles
C
But you can look up how high heaven is
F G
and try to count the miles,
F G (C)
Keeps us busy for awhile.
(play the intro once or twice inbetween the verses)
C Am G F
Said the cradle to the kick drum that life begins again,
C
Smoke butts like spent bullets
F G
Street sweepers home to sleep again
C
And when he put his arms around me his
Am G F
hoodie smelled like gasoline,
C
So here's to all lost fragrances,
F G
To a future with some balance,
F G
To a future without judgment,
F G C
To a future with my family
F G
To a future without anger,
F G
To a fate of more than damaged fits,
F G C
To a future worth re...membering.
(you can end with the intro and end on C or just invent your own ending)
be the exact way he plays it but it sounds good enough. Note that the C* is just a
little variation of the C chord where you let go with the finger that's pushing
down the D-string (in most cases the middle finger). So whenever the C* shows up
just switch between the regular C (X32010) and the C* (X30010). This might sound
confusing but it's really easy. You'll get it ;)
INTRO:
C C*/C/C*
F, Em, G,
F, Em, G,
C
C Am G F
Slid right through the turnstile and off the loft we went,
C F G
We were taken in by strangers, called out by coil and kin.
C Am G F
Oh concentrate on as far back as you can go,
C
When we would put a bullet in its
F G
belfry to prove it's all a hoax,
C
So what we don't impress the fireworks
Am G F
with the strumming of our smiles
C
But you can look up how high heaven is
F G
and try to count the miles,
F G (C)
Keeps us busy for awhile.
(play the intro once or twice inbetween the verses)
C Am G F
Said the cradle to the kick drum that life begins again,
C
Smoke butts like spent bullets
F G
Street sweepers home to sleep again
C
And when he put his arms around me his
Am G F
hoodie smelled like gasoline,
C
So here's to all lost fragrances,
F G
To a future with some balance,
F G
To a future without judgment,
F G C
To a future with my family
F G
To a future without anger,
F G
To a fate of more than damaged fits,
F G C
To a future worth re...membering.
(you can end with the intro and end on C or just invent your own ending)
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