Biografia:
Crywank é uma banda de anti-folk de Manchester, inspirada pelo punk e por músicas "outsiders". Formada por James, Dan e Tom, praticamente todas as suas músicas são tristes. Também foram informados de que tem o pior nome de banda da Inglaterra.
O primeiro álbum, 'James Is Going To Die Soon', lançado em setembro de 2010, foi escrito numa época em que James estava se sentindo completamente miserável e acabou tornando-o muito melhor.
O segundo álbum
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Outras músicas:
- Gb Eating Gb Whilst Listening To Gb
- I'm A Cliché
- It's Ok, I Wouldn't Remember Me Either
- Memento Mori
- Now I'm Sad (boo Hoo)
- Pope Alexander
- Privately Owned Spiral Galaxy
- Hikikomori
- I Am A Familiar Creak In Your Floorboards
- I Am Shit
- Its Ok I Wouldnt Remember Me Either
- Just A Snail
- Late Night People Watching
- Lepidopterophobia
- Little Creepy
- Love
- Obsessive Muso With No Friends
- Song For A Guilty Sadist
- There All Is Aching
- Welcome To Castle Irwell
- You Wont Meet A Girl Sat In Your Room Listening To Music
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!
Capo on fourth fret
For more advanced players, I'd recommend eschewing the capo in favour of open chords so you can play the
melody for the verse, which is simple, and pretty easy to play.
e|-----------------|---------------|---------------|---------------|
B|-----------------|---------------|---------------|---------------|
G|-----------------|---------------|---------------|---------------|
D|-----------------|---------------|---------------|---------------|
A|--11-------------|-11------------|--7------------|--7-------6----|
E|-9---------------|0--------------|5--------------|0-------4------|
Which you just repeat through the verses.
[Intro]
Am C F C Em
x2
[Verse]
Am C
Thought cycle gusty a mind filled with hot air.
F C Em
Must I care for nothing more than myself? Do I dare
Am C
admit the fraught thoughts cavorting? Resorting in inner-directed mourning
F C Em
for the part of me that was selfless but left without a warning.
Am C
Well that’s what I said, but maybe it’s the fact that I detest
F C Em
this obsession with myself that’s left a mess inside my head.
Am C
Oh shit I’m doing it again, repelling any potential friend,
F C Em
revealing my innate ability to never fully comprehend
Am C
anything bigger than myself, but in the end I still pretend.
F C Em
Condescending anyone polite enough to choose to misspend their time
Am C
watching me as I achieve my secret social mission.
F C Em
To drain people with my boring stories and opinions.
Am C
To see the bigger picture takes intelligence and wisdom,
F C Em
but I won’t see nothing more with just myself in my vision.
[Chorus]
Am C F C
[Verse]
Am C F C Em
x2
Am C F
I go outside a blitz of faces unwilling to admit to any empathy,
C Em
endlessly incessantly declining any pleasantries.
Am C F
Heavily breathing, socially teething. I’m open like a vivisection.
C Em
Intense tendency to dwell, seething over missed connections.
Am C
Infected by my perceptions that I’m a non-entity,
F C Em
project my insecurity until intensity is weaponry.
Am C
Grieving a heavenly fiction I perceived whilst I was dreaming.
F C Em
Awake! Freezing, wheezing, fundamentally I’m still believing that,
Am C
this is an elegy for concepts I conceived in deep sleep,
F C Em
as I helplessly watch them fade whilst I awake, I try and keep them alive.
Am C
Incomparable with life but eventually they die
F C Em
and the brain I used to cultivate reveals my lovers were a lie. |
[Chorus]
Am C F C
[Verse]
Am C F C Em
x2
Am C
When inside my mind I find a way to replicate reality.
F C Em
Through lucid dreaming I decimate the limitations of actuality.
Am C
Capacity practically eternal, mortality external,
F C Em
no god but I investigate the blasphemous worship of the nocturnal.
Am C F
Internally existing without morality creates profanities without the travesty
C Em Am
and compared to the apathy of realness I reveal my own insanity.
C F
The majesty of fantasy protects me from tragedy.
C Em
Normality's effects reject the agony of rationality.
Am C
Which thankfully penetrates with no avail to my unreality,
F C Em
an elaborately designed privately owned spiral galaxy.
Am C
Financially I’m failing, naturally decaying.
F C Em
Soon I’ll have no safe place to sleep if these bills still need paying,
Am C
displaying cravings with open eyes for something mind expanding
F C Em
for when I drift away I see the totality of understanding.
[Outro]
Am C F C
For more advanced players, I'd recommend eschewing the capo in favour of open chords so you can play the
melody for the verse, which is simple, and pretty easy to play.
e|-----------------|---------------|---------------|---------------|
B|-----------------|---------------|---------------|---------------|
G|-----------------|---------------|---------------|---------------|
D|-----------------|---------------|---------------|---------------|
A|--11-------------|-11------------|--7------------|--7-------6----|
E|-9---------------|0--------------|5--------------|0-------4------|
Which you just repeat through the verses.
[Intro]
Am C F C Em
x2
[Verse]
Am C
Thought cycle gusty a mind filled with hot air.
F C Em
Must I care for nothing more than myself? Do I dare
Am C
admit the fraught thoughts cavorting? Resorting in inner-directed mourning
F C Em
for the part of me that was selfless but left without a warning.
Am C
Well that’s what I said, but maybe it’s the fact that I detest
F C Em
this obsession with myself that’s left a mess inside my head.
Am C
Oh shit I’m doing it again, repelling any potential friend,
F C Em
revealing my innate ability to never fully comprehend
Am C
anything bigger than myself, but in the end I still pretend.
F C Em
Condescending anyone polite enough to choose to misspend their time
Am C
watching me as I achieve my secret social mission.
F C Em
To drain people with my boring stories and opinions.
Am C
To see the bigger picture takes intelligence and wisdom,
F C Em
but I won’t see nothing more with just myself in my vision.
[Chorus]
Am C F C
[Verse]
Am C F C Em
x2
Am C F
I go outside a blitz of faces unwilling to admit to any empathy,
C Em
endlessly incessantly declining any pleasantries.
Am C F
Heavily breathing, socially teething. I’m open like a vivisection.
C Em
Intense tendency to dwell, seething over missed connections.
Am C
Infected by my perceptions that I’m a non-entity,
F C Em
project my insecurity until intensity is weaponry.
Am C
Grieving a heavenly fiction I perceived whilst I was dreaming.
F C Em
Awake! Freezing, wheezing, fundamentally I’m still believing that,
Am C
this is an elegy for concepts I conceived in deep sleep,
F C Em
as I helplessly watch them fade whilst I awake, I try and keep them alive.
Am C
Incomparable with life but eventually they die
F C Em
and the brain I used to cultivate reveals my lovers were a lie. |
[Chorus]
Am C F C
[Verse]
Am C F C Em
x2
Am C
When inside my mind I find a way to replicate reality.
F C Em
Through lucid dreaming I decimate the limitations of actuality.
Am C
Capacity practically eternal, mortality external,
F C Em
no god but I investigate the blasphemous worship of the nocturnal.
Am C F
Internally existing without morality creates profanities without the travesty
C Em Am
and compared to the apathy of realness I reveal my own insanity.
C F
The majesty of fantasy protects me from tragedy.
C Em
Normality's effects reject the agony of rationality.
Am C
Which thankfully penetrates with no avail to my unreality,
F C Em
an elaborately designed privately owned spiral galaxy.
Am C
Financially I’m failing, naturally decaying.
F C Em
Soon I’ll have no safe place to sleep if these bills still need paying,
Am C
displaying cravings with open eyes for something mind expanding
F C Em
for when I drift away I see the totality of understanding.
[Outro]
Am C F C
Cults
Cultura Profetic (...)
Culture Club
Cunnie Williams
Cupido