Biografia:
The Front Bottoms es una banda de Nueva Jersey que acaba de firmar por el sello Bar/None. El dúo está compuesto por Brian Sella (voces, guitarras) y Mathew Uychich (batería). Este “The Front Bottoms” es su primer disco bajo sello discográfico, aunque tienen un par más anteriores dese sus inicios en 2006: “I Hate My Friends”, “My Grandmother VS Pneumonia”. Su música es una fusión de pop-punk-folk con mucha fuerza, como podemos comprobar en este tema “Maps”, single adelanto que acaba de salir hoy.
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Outras músicas:
- Au Revoir
- Awkward Conversations
- Backflip
- Be Nice To Me
- Boredom Is The Reason I Started Swimming
- Cough It Out
- Don't Fill Up On Chips
- Everything I Own
- Father
- Flashlight
- Flying Model Rockets
- Funny You Should Ask
- Grand Finale
- Help
- Jim Bogart
- Lipstick Covered Magnet
- Looking Like You Just Woke Up
- Maps
- Motorcycle
- Mountain
- Ocean
- Peach
- Raining
- Rhode Island
- Swimming Pool
- Swimming Pools
- The Beers
- The Feud
- The Plan (fuck Jobs)
- Trampoline
- Twin Size Mattres
- Twin Size Mattress
- Vacation Town
- West Virginia
- Wolfman
- 2Yl
- Au Revoir Adios
- Carry Me Down The Street
- Christians Vs The Indians
- Dont Fill Up On Chips
- End Of Summer Now I Know
- Everyone But You
- Far Drive
- Fuck Jobs
- Get Numb
- Ginger
- Hello World
- Historic Cemetery
- I Think Your Nose Is Bleeding
- I Wrote A Book
- If Youre Happy
- Joanie
- Just As Big Twice As Swollen
- Katana
- Laugh Til I Cry
- Laugh Till I Cry
- Legit Tattoo Gun
- Lone Star
- Lonely Eyes
- Molly
- Noodle Monster
- Not Yet
- Pale Beneath The Tan Squeeze
- Peace Sign
- Plastic Flowers
- Push
- Sexy And Alive Give An Inch
- Skeleton
- Somebody Else
- Summer Shandy
- Swear To God The Devil Made Me Do It
- Taking My Uzi To The Gym
- Tattooed Tears
- The Bells
- The Bongo Song
- The Cops
- The Plan Fuck Jobs
- The Supply Of Power La La La
- Tie Dye Dragon
- Tighten Up
- Today Is Not Real
- Trampled
- Twelve Feet Deep
- Water
- Would I Lie To You
- You Used To Say Holy Fuck
- You Wouldnt Be Laughing
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!
The Front Bottoms - Historic Cemetery
All power chords, but these are the general shapes/chord names that work!
Capo 1.
[Hook]
C G C
Just you and me getting high and hanging out
G C
getting high and messing around
G Em
getting high and trying to figure it out
[Instrumental]
Em G C Am (x2)
[Verse 1]
Em G C Am
There was a sacrificial ritual inside my room last night
Em G C Am
It was held there in secret, hard to see anything in the candlelight
Em G C Am
Now there is melted wax all over my floor
Em G C Am
and the scent of incense is rising up from underneath the door
[Verse 2]
Em G C Am
Now maybe it was not as serious as I am making it sound
C G C
Just you and me getting high and hanging out
G C
getting high and messing around
G (Em)
getting high and trying to figure it out
[Instrumental]
Em F#m G C
[Verse 3]
Em G
I feel the burn, my tired feet
C Am
not much to go, a few more streets
Em G
See your face is all I need
C Am
my one and only, my sweet relief
Em G
And you would think I never had it
C Am
the way that this world mocks my magic
[Hook]
C G
But it was all for you
C G
to continue to be able
C G (Em)
to continue to be able right now
[Instrumental]
Em F#m G C Bm
Em F#m G C D
[Chorus]
C G C
Just you and me getting high and hanging out
G C
getting high and messing around
G C
getting high and trying to figure it out
G
I don't need your reasons anymore
C G
don't need your reasons anymore
C G C (Em)
need your reasons anymore
[Instrumental]
Em F#m G G
[Bridge]
Em F#m
I put my wrong finger in the hot wax
G G
now I can't play for you like that
Em F#m
the last thing I need, it's true,
G
would be a stupid excuse for a reason to fight back
Em F#m G
I cant begin, begin to tell you the way it all felt
C
when everything fell through
[Instrumental]
Em F#m G C D
[Outro]
Alternate between C and G
You moved to New York to meet a beautiful girl
and drink fancy cocktails without a care in the world
But you got scared they're all gonna find someone else
So you find one and tell her things you're dying to tell
We got high to a record; I forget how it went
It was a song about love at the time it made sense
and when the side ended we just layed there in bed
You had fallen asleep but I stayed up and read
I made a list of everything I said I never meant
Considered all the things I never said but I digress
I got dressed, kissed your forehead, and left
You called me when you woke but I was sleeping off the meds
All power chords, but these are the general shapes/chord names that work!
Capo 1.
[Hook]
C G C
Just you and me getting high and hanging out
G C
getting high and messing around
G Em
getting high and trying to figure it out
[Instrumental]
Em G C Am (x2)
[Verse 1]
Em G C Am
There was a sacrificial ritual inside my room last night
Em G C Am
It was held there in secret, hard to see anything in the candlelight
Em G C Am
Now there is melted wax all over my floor
Em G C Am
and the scent of incense is rising up from underneath the door
[Verse 2]
Em G C Am
Now maybe it was not as serious as I am making it sound
C G C
Just you and me getting high and hanging out
G C
getting high and messing around
G (Em)
getting high and trying to figure it out
[Instrumental]
Em F#m G C
[Verse 3]
Em G
I feel the burn, my tired feet
C Am
not much to go, a few more streets
Em G
See your face is all I need
C Am
my one and only, my sweet relief
Em G
And you would think I never had it
C Am
the way that this world mocks my magic
[Hook]
C G
But it was all for you
C G
to continue to be able
C G (Em)
to continue to be able right now
[Instrumental]
Em F#m G C Bm
Em F#m G C D
[Chorus]
C G C
Just you and me getting high and hanging out
G C
getting high and messing around
G C
getting high and trying to figure it out
G
I don't need your reasons anymore
C G
don't need your reasons anymore
C G C (Em)
need your reasons anymore
[Instrumental]
Em F#m G G
[Bridge]
Em F#m
I put my wrong finger in the hot wax
G G
now I can't play for you like that
Em F#m
the last thing I need, it's true,
G
would be a stupid excuse for a reason to fight back
Em F#m G
I cant begin, begin to tell you the way it all felt
C
when everything fell through
[Instrumental]
Em F#m G C D
[Outro]
Alternate between C and G
You moved to New York to meet a beautiful girl
and drink fancy cocktails without a care in the world
But you got scared they're all gonna find someone else
So you find one and tell her things you're dying to tell
We got high to a record; I forget how it went
It was a song about love at the time it made sense
and when the side ended we just layed there in bed
You had fallen asleep but I stayed up and read
I made a list of everything I said I never meant
Considered all the things I never said but I digress
I got dressed, kissed your forehead, and left
You called me when you woke but I was sleeping off the meds
The Garden
The Gardener And (...)
The Gertrudes
The Giornalisti
The Giraffes