Biografia:
Ben Sollee é um cantor, letrista e violoncelista clássico americano. Sua música incorpora banjo, violão, percussão e violoncelo técnicas incomuns para criar uma singular mistura de folk, bluegrass, jazz e R&B.
Suas primeiras influências musicais foram Wilson Pickett, Ray Charles, Billie Holiday e Otis Redding. Mais tarde, ele descobriu a música folk.
Em 2005, juntou-se com Sollee Abigail Washburn (banjo e vocal), Bela Fleck (banjo) e Casey Driessen (violino) para formar o Quarteto Sparrow.
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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!
Pretty simple song. Have fun with it.
[Verse]
A
I guess they never told you how the Globe burned down,
But it aint no secret, just ask around
D
Some heart-sick man fed up with his fate
A
Torched it to the ground in a desperate state
D
Hed grown tired of the tragedies, tired of the death
A
Tired of watching Romeo take one last breath
E A
For something as crazy as love
[Verse]
A
The gave him all the books, but never taught him to read,
So when she first kissed him, I heard him beg and plead
D
He saw the storm on the water, he felt every swell
A
He was on top of a mountain then in the belly of a whale
D
Cause some days its a fountain or an artesian well,
A
Sometimes its a bag of bricks or some kind of spell
E A
Theres nothing as wild as love
[Verse]
A
He wasnt much for religion, but he learned to pray
For occasions when the wine led his mind astray
D
He built a chapel for his conscience, a shack for his regrets
A
Sent desire to an island still he could not forget
D
The sound of her touch, the color of her son
A
A jumble of words, where a space belongs
E A
For something as simple as love
[Verse]
A
I guess they never told you how the Globe burned down,
But it aint no secret, just ask around
D
Some heart-sick man fed up with his fate
A
Torched it to the ground in a desperate state
D
Hed grown tired of the tragedies, tired of the death
A
Tired of watching Romeo take one last breath
E A
For something as crazy as love
[Verse]
A
The gave him all the books, but never taught him to read,
So when she first kissed him, I heard him beg and plead
D
He saw the storm on the water, he felt every swell
A
He was on top of a mountain then in the belly of a whale
D
Cause some days its a fountain or an artesian well,
A
Sometimes its a bag of bricks or some kind of spell
E A
Theres nothing as wild as love
[Verse]
A
He wasnt much for religion, but he learned to pray
For occasions when the wine led his mind astray
D
He built a chapel for his conscience, a shack for his regrets
A
Sent desire to an island still he could not forget
D
The sound of her touch, the color of her son
A
A jumble of words, where a space belongs
E A
For something as simple as love
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