Biografia:
O Spector é uma banda de rock alternativo britânica que começou a chamar a atenção dos jornalistas especializados no começo de 2011, no entanto somente agora foi listada entre as grandes apostas para 2012. Fred Macpherson (vocal), Christopher Burman (guitarra), Thomas Shickle (baixo), Jed Cullen (guitarra e sintetizador) e Danny Blandy (bateria) formam o Spector. Os próprios integrantes afirmam que a sonoridade produzida por eles é "algo entre Roxy Music e Strokes, The Killers e Kanye West, Pulp, R&B e Frank Sinatra".
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Outras músicas:
- Don't Make Me Try
- Never Fade Away
- All The Sad Young Men
- Bad Boyfriend
- Celestine
- Chevy Thunder
- Dont Make Me Try
- Friday Night Dont Ever Let It End
- Grey Shirt And Tie
- Grim Reefer
- Kyoto Garden
- Lay Low
- Reeperbahn
- Stay High
- True Love For Now
- Twenty Nothing
- Untitled In D
- Upset Boulevard
- What You Wanted
- Wild Guess
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!
I think this is okay (???) I hope (???)
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No Capo
C Em Am F
C
You walked back into my life, not innocent but holy
Am
We didn't have to fall in love, we could have climbed down slowly
F
Can you feel the streets below us? It's a sick, sick town
Dm F G
And girl what grows up must come down
C
Don't wait for me (up-up-up-up-upset boulevard)
Am
Don't wait for me (up-up-up-up-upset boulevard)
Dm
Don't wait for me (up-up-up-up-upset boulevard)
G
Don't wake up I won't be home
True romantics sleep alone
C Em Am F
C
I changed my clocks to your time and I let the jet lag set in
Am
I know you feel uncomfortable in clothes you haven't slept in
F
But they meant it when they said it, it's a sick, sick town
Dm F G
And girl what grows up must come down
C
Are you down for tonight? Down for whatever
Like nothing can break your heart
Am
Is it him that you want or me that you want
Make up your mind I don't have time for this
Dm
You're still up, I'm impressed you're a mess
G
Oh don't wait up I won't be home
True romantics sleep alone
C
wait for me (up-up-up-up-upset boulevard)
Am
Don't wait for me (up-up-up-up-upset boulevard)
Dm
I won't wait for you (up-up-up-up-upset boulevard)
G
Don't wait up I won't be home
True romantics sleep alone
C
Rewind all your favourite songs
Remind yourself how it went wrong
Am
Discuss the good times with your friends
You'll never be nineteen again
C
Remember them for how they were
You'd kneel down and worship her
G
But now you'd barely recognise
C
Those cold and undead hollow eyes
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No Capo
C Em Am F
C
You walked back into my life, not innocent but holy
Am
We didn't have to fall in love, we could have climbed down slowly
F
Can you feel the streets below us? It's a sick, sick town
Dm F G
And girl what grows up must come down
C
Don't wait for me (up-up-up-up-upset boulevard)
Am
Don't wait for me (up-up-up-up-upset boulevard)
Dm
Don't wait for me (up-up-up-up-upset boulevard)
G
Don't wake up I won't be home
True romantics sleep alone
C Em Am F
C
I changed my clocks to your time and I let the jet lag set in
Am
I know you feel uncomfortable in clothes you haven't slept in
F
But they meant it when they said it, it's a sick, sick town
Dm F G
And girl what grows up must come down
C
Are you down for tonight? Down for whatever
Like nothing can break your heart
Am
Is it him that you want or me that you want
Make up your mind I don't have time for this
Dm
You're still up, I'm impressed you're a mess
G
Oh don't wait up I won't be home
True romantics sleep alone
C
wait for me (up-up-up-up-upset boulevard)
Am
Don't wait for me (up-up-up-up-upset boulevard)
Dm
I won't wait for you (up-up-up-up-upset boulevard)
G
Don't wait up I won't be home
True romantics sleep alone
C
Rewind all your favourite songs
Remind yourself how it went wrong
Am
Discuss the good times with your friends
You'll never be nineteen again
C
Remember them for how they were
You'd kneel down and worship her
G
But now you'd barely recognise
C
Those cold and undead hollow eyes
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