Biografia:
Tigers Jaw is an underground Indie Rock band from Scranton, Pennsylvania. The band have four studio albums:
Belongs To The Dead (Summersteps Records, 2006)
Tigers Jaw (Prison Jazz Records, 2008)
Two Worlds (Run For Cover Records, 2010)
Charmer (Run For Cover Records, 2014)
Members:
Adam McIlwee - Guitar/Vocals
Ben Walsh – Guitar/Vocals
Dennis Mishko – Bass
Brianna Collins – Keyboard/Vocals
Pat Brier – Drums
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Outras músicas:
- Arms Across America
- Between Your Band And The Other Band
- Cool
- I Saw Water
- Never Saw It Coming
- Plane Vs Tank Vs Submarine
- Spirit Desire
- The Sun
- Chemicals
- Brass Ring
- Bullet
- Buona Pizza
- Carry You Over
- Charmer Acoustic
- Coil Recoil
- Crystal Vision
- Danielson
- Distress Signal
- Divide
- Escape Plan
- Fake Death
- Favorite
- Follows
- Frame You
- Guardian
- Heat
- Hum
- I Saw The Wolf
- I Was Never Your Boyfriend
- Jet Alone
- Jimmy Piersall
- June
- Let Gotrashed Floors
- Lodging
- Meals On Wheels
- Meet Me At The Corner
- Neighbors Acoustic
- Return
- Same Stone
- Sammy Davis Jr
- Smile
- Static
- Test Patterns
- Two Worlds
- We Are Great There Is Only One Tigers Jaw
- What Would You Do
- Windmills
- Youre The Soul
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