Biografia:
White Denim is a trio, hailing from Austin, Texas, formed by James Petralli (guitar and vocals), Steve Terebecki (bass) and Joshua Block (drums).
It's very hard to include White Denim in a specific subgenre, but they are known for take several influences of garage rock, dub, soul, alternative rock, experimental rock, post-punk, blues, psychedelic rock, folk with home-based recording, intense looping work and unusual song structures.
In March 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!
Standard Tuning EADGBe
Intro: A
Verse 1:
A
Right before I met you things were getting pretty green
A
I was on an upswing though I could hardly even think
A F#m G A
I was looking out, looking out
A
Well it took me several mornings with my throat in a mangled knot
A
Sounding out my virtues and my vices and other thoughts
A
Struggling to remember the most recent things that I forgot
A F#m G A F#m G A
Well I was looking out, looking out, looking out, looking out
Chorus 1:
G D A D A
When you're always on you feel defeated so your guardians have lost
G D A D A
In a foreign town, you could hear that singing it wouldn't wake up a sound
G F A
When you hear that singing it wouldn't wake up a sound
Verse 2:
A
Carbon copy portraits in a box that I was shufflin' through
A
Stuffed with paper memories that are only partly true
A
Well I've been gettin' a feelin' about someone a lot like you
F#m G A F#m G A
Looking out, looking out Looking out, looking out
A
When there's classic meltdowns and devastating rain
A
Hurried up for waiting more times than I care to say
A
Well it's clear to us now it's starting to change
F#m G A F#m G A
Moving on, moving on moving forward Moving on
Chorus 2:
G D A D A
When you're always on you feel defeated so your guardians have lost
G D A D A
In a foreign town, you could hear that singing it wouldn't wake up a sound
G F A
You could hear that singing it wouldn't wake up a sound
(Instrumental outro over chords of the verse till end)
Intro: A
Verse 1:
A
Right before I met you things were getting pretty green
A
I was on an upswing though I could hardly even think
A F#m G A
I was looking out, looking out
A
Well it took me several mornings with my throat in a mangled knot
A
Sounding out my virtues and my vices and other thoughts
A
Struggling to remember the most recent things that I forgot
A F#m G A F#m G A
Well I was looking out, looking out, looking out, looking out
Chorus 1:
G D A D A
When you're always on you feel defeated so your guardians have lost
G D A D A
In a foreign town, you could hear that singing it wouldn't wake up a sound
G F A
When you hear that singing it wouldn't wake up a sound
Verse 2:
A
Carbon copy portraits in a box that I was shufflin' through
A
Stuffed with paper memories that are only partly true
A
Well I've been gettin' a feelin' about someone a lot like you
F#m G A F#m G A
Looking out, looking out Looking out, looking out
A
When there's classic meltdowns and devastating rain
A
Hurried up for waiting more times than I care to say
A
Well it's clear to us now it's starting to change
F#m G A F#m G A
Moving on, moving on moving forward Moving on
Chorus 2:
G D A D A
When you're always on you feel defeated so your guardians have lost
G D A D A
In a foreign town, you could hear that singing it wouldn't wake up a sound
G F A
You could hear that singing it wouldn't wake up a sound
(Instrumental outro over chords of the verse till end)
White Mansions
White Moth Black (...)
White Noise
White Plains
White Rabbits