Biografia:
Brendan Lukens and Jake Ewald were high school friends from Brunswick, Maryland who began as an acoustic duo before relocating to Philadelphia, Pennsylvania to attend college; Lukens at Chestnut Hill College, and Ewald at Drexel University. They then met drummer Sean Huber and bassist Ian Farmer. Their name was inspired by a book that Lukens and Ewald found entitled “Modern Baseball Techniques” – owned by Ewald’s father on the evening they decided to form a band.
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Outras músicas:
- @chl03k
- Fine Great
- How Do I Tell A Girl I Want To Kiss Her
- I Think You Were My Profile Picture Once
- It's Cold Out Here
- Re-do
- See Ya Sucker
- Tears Over Beers
- Wedding Singer
- Your Graduation
- 240
- Alpha Kappa Fall Of Troy The Movie Part Deux
- And Beyond
- Apartment
- Apple Cider I Dont Mind
- Best Friend
- Casket
- Chl03K
- Cider Apple I Dont Mind
- Coals
- Death 4 My Birthday
- Everyday
- Going To Bed Now
- Hiding
- Hope
- Hours Outside In The Snow
- Intersection
- Its Cold Out Here
- Just Another Face
- Look Out
- Mass
- Note To Self
- Notes
- Palmcorder Yajna
- Play Ball
- Play Ball On Ukulele
- Pothole
- Re
- Revenge Of The Nameless Ranger
- Rock Bottom
- Seasonal Small Town Dreams
- Short
- The Old Gospel Choir
- The Thrash Particle
- The Waterboy Returns
- The Weekend
- This Song Is Gonna Buy Brendan Lukens A New Pair Of Socks
- Two Good Things
- Voting Early
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!
This is the way I play Note to Self on my acoustic. Enjoy!
Standard Tuning: EADGBe
Chord Reference:
E5/G# D5/F# G G7m
e|x| e|x| e|x| e|x|
B|x| B|x| B|x| B|3|
G|x| G|x| G|4| G|0|
D|6| D|4| D|5| D|4| Similar to an open C, but placed on the third fret
A|7| A|5| A|2| A|5|
E|4| E|2| E|x| E|x|
[Intro]
F G F G *Dead Strum*
F G Am* E5/G#
[Verse 1]
N.C.
Holt's above my hideout
N.C.
I dug this hole beneath the floorboards
N.C.
Buzzing bad and locked in
N.C.
Try to not recall
F Am
Counting numbered days
G F
From the wheel we cried to clutch
F Am
Looking for some inspired land
Gm* D5/F# Riff 1*
But all I found were empty cans and cigarette butts
[Mid-Verse Riff]
e|--------------------------|-------------------------|
B|------------1-----------1-|----------1----------1---|
G|---------0-----------0----|-------0----------0------|
D|------2-----------2-------|----0----------0---------|
A|---3-----------3----------|-2----------2------------|
E|--------------------------|-------------------------|(x4)
Lining dirty parking lots in Ottawa
(Glazed eyes, trying to rub away at the sketches of the...)
Daytime
When every second of sun's the same
G (palm mute)
What's the point of staying awake?
[Fill]
F Am G F
F Am Gm* D5/F#
[Verse 2]
F (palm mute)
Your hands are out and I see
Am (palm mute) Gm* (palm mute)
You're asking me for a vowel but I am weak and I am stubborn
G7m (palm mute)
So I'll say "This is all I have right now"
E5/G# (palm mute)
But I want to make something good
Am* (palm mute)
I want to make something better
F (palm mute)
Something that cannot leave the ground
F (let ring)
Unless we lift it up together
[Chorus]
C G
Where I want to be still seems a thousand miles away
Am F
But pretending we feel safe right here gets harder every day
C
It's a note to self mislaid
G Am
You ate the words you always used to say
G F
There will be no more fucking around today
[Breakdown]
*let each chord ring except the E. I quickly transition from E to Gm when I play this*
Am F E Gm* Gm* F E Gm*
[Verse 3]
Am F G F
Drunk and worthless, spewing bullshit all across the stage
Am F
Wake up and we find new hiding places
G F
Trying desperately to escape
G Am* B*
The glare from our stupid, spineless
(I don't believe you, you're all the same)
C* G* C* G
Words just whining, every fucking day
F
What do I really want to say?
[Chorus]
N.C. G
Where I want to be still seems a thousand miles away
Am F
But pretending we feel safe right here gets harder every day
C
It's a note to self mislaid
G Am
You ate the words you always used to say
G F
There will be no more fucking around today
************************************
| * represents barre chords
| (palm mute) represents palm muted chords
| N.C. represents a rest
| x Dead note
************************************
Standard Tuning: EADGBe
Chord Reference:
E5/G# D5/F# G G7m
e|x| e|x| e|x| e|x|
B|x| B|x| B|x| B|3|
G|x| G|x| G|4| G|0|
D|6| D|4| D|5| D|4| Similar to an open C, but placed on the third fret
A|7| A|5| A|2| A|5|
E|4| E|2| E|x| E|x|
[Intro]
F G F G *Dead Strum*
F G Am* E5/G#
[Verse 1]
N.C.
Holt's above my hideout
N.C.
I dug this hole beneath the floorboards
N.C.
Buzzing bad and locked in
N.C.
Try to not recall
F Am
Counting numbered days
G F
From the wheel we cried to clutch
F Am
Looking for some inspired land
Gm* D5/F# Riff 1*
But all I found were empty cans and cigarette butts
[Mid-Verse Riff]
e|--------------------------|-------------------------|
B|------------1-----------1-|----------1----------1---|
G|---------0-----------0----|-------0----------0------|
D|------2-----------2-------|----0----------0---------|
A|---3-----------3----------|-2----------2------------|
E|--------------------------|-------------------------|(x4)
Lining dirty parking lots in Ottawa
(Glazed eyes, trying to rub away at the sketches of the...)
Daytime
When every second of sun's the same
G (palm mute)
What's the point of staying awake?
[Fill]
F Am G F
F Am Gm* D5/F#
[Verse 2]
F (palm mute)
Your hands are out and I see
Am (palm mute) Gm* (palm mute)
You're asking me for a vowel but I am weak and I am stubborn
G7m (palm mute)
So I'll say "This is all I have right now"
E5/G# (palm mute)
But I want to make something good
Am* (palm mute)
I want to make something better
F (palm mute)
Something that cannot leave the ground
F (let ring)
Unless we lift it up together
[Chorus]
C G
Where I want to be still seems a thousand miles away
Am F
But pretending we feel safe right here gets harder every day
C
It's a note to self mislaid
G Am
You ate the words you always used to say
G F
There will be no more fucking around today
[Breakdown]
*let each chord ring except the E. I quickly transition from E to Gm when I play this*
Am F E Gm* Gm* F E Gm*
[Verse 3]
Am F G F
Drunk and worthless, spewing bullshit all across the stage
Am F
Wake up and we find new hiding places
G F
Trying desperately to escape
G Am* B*
The glare from our stupid, spineless
(I don't believe you, you're all the same)
C* G* C* G
Words just whining, every fucking day
F
What do I really want to say?
[Chorus]
N.C. G
Where I want to be still seems a thousand miles away
Am F
But pretending we feel safe right here gets harder every day
C
It's a note to self mislaid
G Am
You ate the words you always used to say
G F
There will be no more fucking around today
************************************
| * represents barre chords
| (palm mute) represents palm muted chords
| N.C. represents a rest
| x Dead note
************************************
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