Biografia:
O primeiro disco de Bruce foi lancado em 1970, ele teria na altura 29 anos, apesar de ter ja a cabeca cheia de cabelos brancos, esta em optima forma
Existem poucos caminhos que ainda não foram seguidos por este veterano artista ao longo de sua trajetória que já ultrapassa mais de quatro décadas. A última trilha seguida por Cockburn foi em direção à música instrumental com o álbum “Speechless”, em 2005.
Surpreendente como sempre, Bruce apresenta uma nova jornada musical neste seu novo trabalho
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Outras músicas:
- Tokyo
- Wondering Where The Lion Are
- All The Diamonds
- All The Ways I Want You
- Birmingham Shadows
- Burn
- Call Me Rose
- Child Of The Wind
- Dialogue With The Devil
- Different When It Comes To You
- Feast Of Fools
- Happy Good Morning Blues
- He Came From The Mountain
- If I Had A Rocket Launcher
- Indian Wars
- Last Night Of The World
- Loner
- Lord Of The Starfields
- Lovers In A Dangerous Time
- Mama Just Wants To Barrelhouse
- Mighty Trucks Of Midnight
- One Day I Walk
- Pacing The Cage
- Peggys Kitchen Wall
- Put It In Your Heart
- Someone I Used To Love
- The Coming Rains
- The Whole Night Sky
- They Call It Democracy
- Tie Me At The Crossroads
- Wondering Where The Lions Are
- You Get Bigger As You Go
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!
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#song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research.#
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From: "Kean, John"
Subject: CRD: Feast of Fools - Bruce Cockburn
Date: Wed, 11 Mar 1998 09:00:26 +1300
Feast of Fools - Bruce Cockburn
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
>From "Further Adventures Of".
Transcribed by John Kean.
INTRO:
Em7 Dadd4/E D/E A/E
4/4 , . , . , . , . , . , . , . , . (x4)
||---------------------------|---------------------------||
||---------8--7--------7-----|--------3--2--------2------||
||*--------7--7--------7-----|--------2--2--------2-----*||
||*--------9--7--------7-----|--------4--2--------2-----*||
||-----10----------10----10--|-----5-----------4-----5---||
||---0-----------------------|--0------------------------||
VERSE 1:
Am Em D/F# Em11
At the feast of fools humour can sometimes be cruel
Am Em D/F# Em11
But under certain conditions you have to forget the rules
Am Em D/F# Em11
At the feast of fools everybody has a voice
Am Em D/F# Em11
Nobody goes to the bottom except by their own choice
CHORUS 1:
Bm
It's time for the silent criers
Em7 Dadd4/E D/E A/E
to be held in love
Bm
It's time for the ones who dig graves for them
Em7 Dadd4/E D/E A/E
to get that final shove
Bm
It's time for the horizons of the universe to be glimpsed
Em7 Dadd4/E D/E A/E
even by the faceless kings of corporations
Bm
It's time for chaos to win and walk off with the prize
Em7 Dadd4/E D/E A/E
which turns out to be nothing
Em7 Dadd4/E D/E A/E
I fooled you, I fooled you...
Em7 Dadd4/E D/E A/E Em7 Dadd4/E D/E A/E
VERSE 2:
At the feast of fools outlaws can all come home
You can wear any disguise you want but you'll be naked past the bone
At the feast of fools people's hands weave light
There's a diamond wind flowering in the darkest night
CHORUS 2:
It's time for the silent criers
to be held in love
It's time for the ones who dig graves for them
to get that final shove
It's time for the horizons of the universe to be glimpsed
even by the faceless kings of corporations
It's time for chaos to win and walk off with the prize
which turns out to be a big fat nothing
SOLO: (chords as for verses, x2)
CHORUS 3: (finish with an Em11 chord)
It's time for the singers of songs without hope
to take a hard look and start from scratch again
It's time for these headlights racing against inescapable dark
to be just forgotten
It's time for Harlequin to leap out of the future
into the midst of a world of dancers
It's time for us all to stand hushed in the cathedral of silence
waiting at the river's end
Waiting at the river's end
CHORD VOICINGS:
Em7 0(10)978x
Dadd4/E 0(10)777x
D/E 05423x
A/E 04222x
Am x02210
Em 022000
D/F# 20023x
Em11 02403x
Bm 799777
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John Kean
[email protected]
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#This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the#
#song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research.#
#-----------------------------------------------------------------------------#
From: "Kean, John"
Subject: CRD: Feast of Fools - Bruce Cockburn
Date: Wed, 11 Mar 1998 09:00:26 +1300
Feast of Fools - Bruce Cockburn
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
>From "Further Adventures Of".
Transcribed by John Kean.
INTRO:
Em7 Dadd4/E D/E A/E
4/4 , . , . , . , . , . , . , . , . (x4)
||---------------------------|---------------------------||
||---------8--7--------7-----|--------3--2--------2------||
||*--------7--7--------7-----|--------2--2--------2-----*||
||*--------9--7--------7-----|--------4--2--------2-----*||
||-----10----------10----10--|-----5-----------4-----5---||
||---0-----------------------|--0------------------------||
VERSE 1:
Am Em D/F# Em11
At the feast of fools humour can sometimes be cruel
Am Em D/F# Em11
But under certain conditions you have to forget the rules
Am Em D/F# Em11
At the feast of fools everybody has a voice
Am Em D/F# Em11
Nobody goes to the bottom except by their own choice
CHORUS 1:
Bm
It's time for the silent criers
Em7 Dadd4/E D/E A/E
to be held in love
Bm
It's time for the ones who dig graves for them
Em7 Dadd4/E D/E A/E
to get that final shove
Bm
It's time for the horizons of the universe to be glimpsed
Em7 Dadd4/E D/E A/E
even by the faceless kings of corporations
Bm
It's time for chaos to win and walk off with the prize
Em7 Dadd4/E D/E A/E
which turns out to be nothing
Em7 Dadd4/E D/E A/E
I fooled you, I fooled you...
Em7 Dadd4/E D/E A/E Em7 Dadd4/E D/E A/E
VERSE 2:
At the feast of fools outlaws can all come home
You can wear any disguise you want but you'll be naked past the bone
At the feast of fools people's hands weave light
There's a diamond wind flowering in the darkest night
CHORUS 2:
It's time for the silent criers
to be held in love
It's time for the ones who dig graves for them
to get that final shove
It's time for the horizons of the universe to be glimpsed
even by the faceless kings of corporations
It's time for chaos to win and walk off with the prize
which turns out to be a big fat nothing
SOLO: (chords as for verses, x2)
CHORUS 3: (finish with an Em11 chord)
It's time for the singers of songs without hope
to take a hard look and start from scratch again
It's time for these headlights racing against inescapable dark
to be just forgotten
It's time for Harlequin to leap out of the future
into the midst of a world of dancers
It's time for us all to stand hushed in the cathedral of silence
waiting at the river's end
Waiting at the river's end
CHORD VOICINGS:
Em7 0(10)978x
Dadd4/E 0(10)777x
D/E 05423x
A/E 04222x
Am x02210
Em 022000
D/F# 20023x
Em11 02403x
Bm 799777
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John Kean
[email protected]
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