Biografia:
Mal Blum (born 1988) is an American songwriter and performer from New York[1]
Critics often remark on Blum's strength as a lyricist. They spent their early career promoting self-booked diy solo tours and supporting other solo artists such as Mike Doughty, Melissa Ferrick, Jenny Owen Youngs, Amanda Palmer, and Jeffrey Lewis.
In 2014, Mal Blum signed to Don Giovanni records and announced they would be working on a new album produced by Marissa Paternoster of the band Screaming Females.
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Outras músicas:
- Baltimore
- Fine
- San Cristobal
- Split, Splitting
- Watercolours
- Reality Tv
- Altitude This Party Sucks
- Archive
- Better Go
- Better Than I Was
- Cool Party
- Cut It Off
- New Years Eve
- Robert Frost
- Split Splitting
- The Bodies The Zombies
- Valentines Day
- Wait Forever Baby
- Waiting In Line
- Watercolors
- Weary
- With Samson In Washington State
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!
[Verse]
G
Spending Friday night alone
D
I'm reading Campus frat boy porn
Cadd9
Strewn on the table
G
For my roommate
D
When he finally gets home
Cadd9 G
But just one night ago, three flights ago
D
I'm back in Michigan
Cadd9 G
Another trip I won't remember
D
Or appreciate much when I'm dead
[Break]
Em C G
(x2)
[Verse]
G
And the hotel where I slept that night
D
Was surely haunted, then
Cadd9 Cmaj7
Because every hour I woke up feeling
D
So watched and wanted
G
And I think I remember that from when we met
D
Which feels so insignificant
Cadd9
Or maybe odd now to admit
D
It's all in retrospect
[Break]
Em C G
(x2)
[Verse]
G C/B
And so I spent the winter bundled up
D
Pretending I was sane and giving up
Cadd9 C/B
The things I love the most
D
Because they felt like pain
Cadd9
And it's so obvious
C/B
This jaded bunch
D
We don't believe in ghosts and such
Cadd9 C/B
We watch the hunt incredulous
D
But cannot look away
[Chorus]
Em G
And you looked at me
G G/F# D
Like I was a piece of meat
Em Cadd9
So I was a piece of meat
G G/F# D
For a time
[Verse]
Cadd9 C/B D
But you were a vegetarian, so I became a vegetarian
Cadd9 C/B D
Then when you started eating meat, I also started eating meat
Cadd9 C/B
And I lied to all my friends
D
Said I was happy when I wasn't
Cadd9 C/B
And you lied to all your selves
D
Said I could give you what you wanted
Cadd9 C/B D
But it all feels so much bigger than some blame-filled lonely break up
Cadd9 C/B D
like all our narratives and mortality only distill to
[Outro]
Em Cadd9 G
Oh my god, we're gonna die
Em Cadd9 G
We're gonna die and maybe it's gonna be alone
Em Cadd9 G Em Cadd9 G
We're gonna die and maybe it's gonna be alone and no one will find the things we left behind
Cadd9 D Cadd9 D
Because, because we
Cadd9 D G
Because we never thought to leave a fucking archive
G
Spending Friday night alone
D
I'm reading Campus frat boy porn
Cadd9
Strewn on the table
G
For my roommate
D
When he finally gets home
Cadd9 G
But just one night ago, three flights ago
D
I'm back in Michigan
Cadd9 G
Another trip I won't remember
D
Or appreciate much when I'm dead
[Break]
Em C G
(x2)
[Verse]
G
And the hotel where I slept that night
D
Was surely haunted, then
Cadd9 Cmaj7
Because every hour I woke up feeling
D
So watched and wanted
G
And I think I remember that from when we met
D
Which feels so insignificant
Cadd9
Or maybe odd now to admit
D
It's all in retrospect
[Break]
Em C G
(x2)
[Verse]
G C/B
And so I spent the winter bundled up
D
Pretending I was sane and giving up
Cadd9 C/B
The things I love the most
D
Because they felt like pain
Cadd9
And it's so obvious
C/B
This jaded bunch
D
We don't believe in ghosts and such
Cadd9 C/B
We watch the hunt incredulous
D
But cannot look away
[Chorus]
Em G
And you looked at me
G G/F# D
Like I was a piece of meat
Em Cadd9
So I was a piece of meat
G G/F# D
For a time
[Verse]
Cadd9 C/B D
But you were a vegetarian, so I became a vegetarian
Cadd9 C/B D
Then when you started eating meat, I also started eating meat
Cadd9 C/B
And I lied to all my friends
D
Said I was happy when I wasn't
Cadd9 C/B
And you lied to all your selves
D
Said I could give you what you wanted
Cadd9 C/B D
But it all feels so much bigger than some blame-filled lonely break up
Cadd9 C/B D
like all our narratives and mortality only distill to
[Outro]
Em Cadd9 G
Oh my god, we're gonna die
Em Cadd9 G
We're gonna die and maybe it's gonna be alone
Em Cadd9 G Em Cadd9 G
We're gonna die and maybe it's gonna be alone and no one will find the things we left behind
Cadd9 D Cadd9 D
Because, because we
Cadd9 D G
Because we never thought to leave a fucking archive
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