Biografia:
The Park Bench Rant is an Indie rock solo project of Jon Caswell from Sarasota, Florida. The band was created in 2000 by Caswell. In early 2006 Caswell began using his current moniker "spinnaker" however the project remains virtually unchanged.
2 EPS were released. Ships e.p. 2004 & Strange Nights e.p. 2005
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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!
Spinnaker (The Park Bench Rant)
The Narrative Of Captain Black Of The Left Bank
Tabbed by Zack Richardson
C7-x02010
C C7 Em G C
A wave came swept me off of the deck
C7 Em G C
Angry sea gives and takes it away
C7 Em G C C7 Em G
I kept on swimming, singing, searching for an island or garden to lie in
C C7 Em G C C7
The rain kept on falling on to my arms and legs
Em G C
They anchored me to slate gray water
C7 Em G C
The albatross around my neck made it
C7 Em G C
Hard to look up to see the sky
C7 Em G C C7 Em G C
I dreamt of the sand of your beach where I’d come ashore
C7 Em G C C7 Em G
Wake up a little saddle soar but make it home
C C7 Em G C C7 Em G C C7 Em G C
C7 Em G C
I was smashed somewhere in between
C7 Em G C
A murky sky and the coming tide, the coming tide
C7 Em G
Everyday the same swimming, sinking, feeling
C C7 Em G C
We rose, my rose but we did a lot of falling
C7 Em G C C7 Em G C
As they pulled me from their nets, stood on the deck
C7 Em G C C7 Em G C
Arms out stretched to the horizons where I saw you
C7 Em G C C7
Sailing over oceans frozen in your doorway and me
Em G C
Stumbling down your streets speaking
C7 Em G C C7 Em G C
Incoherently with the night
C7 Em G C
I was dreaming of your white sand
C7 Em G
unblackened by time and time again
C C7 Em G C C7 Em G
Where I could find some common ground to kiss and call my own
C C7 Em G C C7 Em G
The Narrative Of Captain Black Of The Left Bank
Tabbed by Zack Richardson
C7-x02010
C C7 Em G C
A wave came swept me off of the deck
C7 Em G C
Angry sea gives and takes it away
C7 Em G C C7 Em G
I kept on swimming, singing, searching for an island or garden to lie in
C C7 Em G C C7
The rain kept on falling on to my arms and legs
Em G C
They anchored me to slate gray water
C7 Em G C
The albatross around my neck made it
C7 Em G C
Hard to look up to see the sky
C7 Em G C C7 Em G C
I dreamt of the sand of your beach where I’d come ashore
C7 Em G C C7 Em G
Wake up a little saddle soar but make it home
C C7 Em G C C7 Em G C C7 Em G C
C7 Em G C
I was smashed somewhere in between
C7 Em G C
A murky sky and the coming tide, the coming tide
C7 Em G
Everyday the same swimming, sinking, feeling
C C7 Em G C
We rose, my rose but we did a lot of falling
C7 Em G C C7 Em G C
As they pulled me from their nets, stood on the deck
C7 Em G C C7 Em G C
Arms out stretched to the horizons where I saw you
C7 Em G C C7
Sailing over oceans frozen in your doorway and me
Em G C
Stumbling down your streets speaking
C7 Em G C C7 Em G C
Incoherently with the night
C7 Em G C
I was dreaming of your white sand
C7 Em G
unblackened by time and time again
C C7 Em G C C7 Em G
Where I could find some common ground to kiss and call my own
C C7 Em G C C7 Em G
The Phoenix Foun (...)
The Pierces
The Pigeon Detec (...)
The Piligrim
The Pillows