Biografia:
Formada em Nottingham (Inglaterra) em 1991, tem como características básicas a voz personalíssima, anasalada e de barítono de Stuart Staples, emoldurada por uma orquestra de fundo extremamente luxuosa, basicamente soul e jazzy, que tem como principal artífice o arranjador, pianista e violinista Dickon Hinchliffe, e 4 outros componentes responsáveis pelos vários e sofisticados instrumentos que povoam os discos do grupo.
Os primeiros dois álbuns
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Outras músicas:
- Sometimes It Hurts
- Another Night In
- Blood
- Buried Bones
- Can We Start Again
- Desperate Man
- Dying Slowly
- Factory Girls
- Feeling Relatively Good
- Here
- If Youre Looking For A Way Out
- Jism
- Lets Pretend
- Marseille Sunshine
- Patchwork
- Pretty Words
- Rented Rooms
- Tiny Tears
- Until The Morning Comes
- We Have All The Time In The World
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!
#Artist : Tindersticks
#Song : Rented Rooms
#Album : Curtains
#Chorded by : Alain Briand-Coty
Capo : 2nd fret
There's the same hotel, and we can go there now
We can go there now if you want to
Am
Through the doors of that rented room
Em
Yeah, we stumbled through
Am
It was only hours
Em
It seemd such a short while
Am
We had no time to cry
Em
Or sit and wonder why
Am
We had so many things started to say
Em
We had to get through
Am
We tried the cinema
Em
Within half an hour
Am
We had to go find someplace else
Em
More. . . you know
Am
We tried a drinking bar
Em
It gets so very hot
Am
And when the cab ride ahead seems too long
Em
We go fuck in the bathroom
F
We can't afford the time to sit and cry
G
Or to wonder why
F
We've got so many things started to say
G
We had to get through
Am
Through the doors of that rented room
Em
Yeah, we stumbled through
Am
We had so many things started to say
Em
We had to get through
[Instrumental] Am Em ( x2 )
F
We can't afford the time to sit and cry
G
Or to wonder why
F
We've got so many things started to say
G
We had to get through
F
We haven't got the time for telling lies
G
Or to even try
F
There's only days in between
G
There's just tomorrow
[instrumental] F G ( x2 )
Am
Through the doors of that rented room
Em
Yeah, we stumbled through
Am Em
It was only hours it seemed such a short while
Am
In those pillows all the feathers that hold all our dreams
Em
They split at the seams
Am Em
Now they just seem to float on the breeze
F
I could have wrapped that pillow around my head
G
Face down on the bed
F G
I could have drowned in those so-called dreams
F
We can't afford the time to sit and cry
G
Or to wonder why
F
There's only days in between
G
There's just tomorrow
[Outro] F G ( x2 )
Am Em ( x7)
Am...
#Song : Rented Rooms
#Album : Curtains
#Chorded by : Alain Briand-Coty
Capo : 2nd fret
There's the same hotel, and we can go there now
We can go there now if you want to
Am
Through the doors of that rented room
Em
Yeah, we stumbled through
Am
It was only hours
Em
It seemd such a short while
Am
We had no time to cry
Em
Or sit and wonder why
Am
We had so many things started to say
Em
We had to get through
Am
We tried the cinema
Em
Within half an hour
Am
We had to go find someplace else
Em
More. . . you know
Am
We tried a drinking bar
Em
It gets so very hot
Am
And when the cab ride ahead seems too long
Em
We go fuck in the bathroom
F
We can't afford the time to sit and cry
G
Or to wonder why
F
We've got so many things started to say
G
We had to get through
Am
Through the doors of that rented room
Em
Yeah, we stumbled through
Am
We had so many things started to say
Em
We had to get through
[Instrumental] Am Em ( x2 )
F
We can't afford the time to sit and cry
G
Or to wonder why
F
We've got so many things started to say
G
We had to get through
F
We haven't got the time for telling lies
G
Or to even try
F
There's only days in between
G
There's just tomorrow
[instrumental] F G ( x2 )
Am
Through the doors of that rented room
Em
Yeah, we stumbled through
Am Em
It was only hours it seemed such a short while
Am
In those pillows all the feathers that hold all our dreams
Em
They split at the seams
Am Em
Now they just seem to float on the breeze
F
I could have wrapped that pillow around my head
G
Face down on the bed
F G
I could have drowned in those so-called dreams
F
We can't afford the time to sit and cry
G
Or to wonder why
F
There's only days in between
G
There's just tomorrow
[Outro] F G ( x2 )
Am Em ( x7)
Am...
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Tiny Tim
Tiromancino
Tisuby