Biografia:
WHY AM I WRITING THIS PORTASTATIC BIO?
By Tom Scharpling
Why? Because in the bio for BRIGHT IDEAS, Portastatic’s amazing 2005 full-length, my name was mis-spelled. Here’s the offending passage:
“Portastatic first achieved delicacy in 1992, when Tom Sharpling, proprietor of the fanzine 18 Wheeler, persuaded McCaughan to release a 7” of the recordings he had been making for kicks in his kitchen.”
Sharpling? It’s S-C-H, guys. What happened?
Read more on Last.fm
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!
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Some Small History - Portastatic
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Tabbed by: Jeff
bass intro
e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
G|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
D|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
A|-/2-2-2-2-2----------------------------------------------------------------|
E|------------4-5-7-5-5-5-5--2--0-0-0--5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-4-5-5-5-5-5-4/7-7-7--|
acoustic guitar intro
e|----------------------7-----7----7-----7-----7-----7----------------------|
B|---7---7---7---7----5-----5----------5-----5--------------7---------------|
G|-8---8---8---8----6-----6-----6----6-----6-----6------6/8-----------------|
D|--------------------------------------------------------------------------|
A|--------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|--------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B A B
There was the faintest sliver of the moon
A B
At two o'clock this afternoon
A B
Well you and me, we share the same one
A B
We're out there battling the sun
A B
Knockin chips with a five piece stick off a dull gray rock
A B
But nothin's getting done
A B A
Don't it seem, don't it seem like nothin ever gets done
D (Bm)
They can call us hicks,
G A
we got your smile just wide enough to
D (Bm) G A
lodge between the bricks of some small history, yeah
D (Bm) G A
Some can throw a switch and it can sell you some half-truths
D (Bm)
So lie and tell me you miss me
A G B A B A
Yeah tell me you miss me, yeah
B A B
The rails we ride were always built
A B
On someone else's shoulders
A B
Well and the river rides smooth
A B
over hond yallow boulders
A B
You might hear the sound of what you love fading out to nothing
A B
A strip of pink on the horizon
B A B
But what you love will always smolder
B A B
The thing you love will always smolder
B A B
I think what you love will always smolder
B A G
The thing you love will always smolder
D (Bm)
They can call us hicks,
G A
we got your smile just wide enough to
D (Bm) G A
lodge between the bricks of some small history, yeah
D (Bm) G A
Some can throw a switch and it can sell you some half-truths
D (Bm)
So lie and tell me you miss me
A G B A B A
Yeah tell me you miss me, yeah
| / slide up
| slide down
| h hammer-on
| p pull-off
| ~ vibrato
| + harmonic
| x Mute note
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Some Small History - Portastatic
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Tabbed by: Jeff
bass intro
e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
G|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
D|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
A|-/2-2-2-2-2----------------------------------------------------------------|
E|------------4-5-7-5-5-5-5--2--0-0-0--5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-4-5-5-5-5-5-4/7-7-7--|
acoustic guitar intro
e|----------------------7-----7----7-----7-----7-----7----------------------|
B|---7---7---7---7----5-----5----------5-----5--------------7---------------|
G|-8---8---8---8----6-----6-----6----6-----6-----6------6/8-----------------|
D|--------------------------------------------------------------------------|
A|--------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|--------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B A B
There was the faintest sliver of the moon
A B
At two o'clock this afternoon
A B
Well you and me, we share the same one
A B
We're out there battling the sun
A B
Knockin chips with a five piece stick off a dull gray rock
A B
But nothin's getting done
A B A
Don't it seem, don't it seem like nothin ever gets done
D (Bm)
They can call us hicks,
G A
we got your smile just wide enough to
D (Bm) G A
lodge between the bricks of some small history, yeah
D (Bm) G A
Some can throw a switch and it can sell you some half-truths
D (Bm)
So lie and tell me you miss me
A G B A B A
Yeah tell me you miss me, yeah
B A B
The rails we ride were always built
A B
On someone else's shoulders
A B
Well and the river rides smooth
A B
over hond yallow boulders
A B
You might hear the sound of what you love fading out to nothing
A B
A strip of pink on the horizon
B A B
But what you love will always smolder
B A B
The thing you love will always smolder
B A B
I think what you love will always smolder
B A G
The thing you love will always smolder
D (Bm)
They can call us hicks,
G A
we got your smile just wide enough to
D (Bm) G A
lodge between the bricks of some small history, yeah
D (Bm) G A
Some can throw a switch and it can sell you some half-truths
D (Bm)
So lie and tell me you miss me
A G B A B A
Yeah tell me you miss me, yeah
| / slide up
| slide down
| h hammer-on
| p pull-off
| ~ vibrato
| + harmonic
| x Mute note
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