Biografia:
Johnny Flynn é um cantor de folk britânico nascido em Londres, além de cantar, atua no grupo de teatro "Propeller", ele cita Yeats e Shakespeare como suas influências.
Seu debut foi "A Larum", lançado em 26 de maio de 2008 no Reino Unido e 27 de julho de 2008 nos Estados Unidos. Teve "Tickle Me Pink" como seu primeiro single, e este ficou no Itunes como single da semana de graça. "A Larum" também foi eleito como 37º melhor albúm de 2008 pela Paste Magazine. O crítico David Frickle chamou seu debut de maravilhoso e leve.
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Outras músicas:
- Amazon Love
- Big Black Cadillac
- Einstein's Idea
- The Water
- The Wrote And The Writ
- Hong Kong Cemetery
- The Box
- After Eliot
- All The Dogs Are Lying Down
- Barleycorn
- Barnacled Warship
- Been Listening
- Bottom Of The Sea Blues
- Brown Trout Blues
- Churlish May
- Cold Bread
- Country Mile
- Detectorists
- Drum
- Einsteins Idea
- Eyeless In Holloway
- Flowers In My Garden
- Fol
- Ghost Of Odonahue
- Gypsy Hymn
- Hard Road
- Heart Sunk Hank
- Hello Hello
- Howl
- In April
- Jeffersons Torch
- Kentucky Pill
- Leftovers
- Linden Lea
- Little Yellow Dress
- Lost And Found
- Murmuration
- Oh To Eat An Apple
- Old Tricks
- Raising The Dead
- Sally
- Shore To Shore
- Silver Song
- Stout Heart
- Sweet William
- Sweet William Part 2
- The Lady Is Risen
- The Mountain Is Burning
- The Night My Piano Upped And Died
- The Prizefighter And The Heiress
- This Mountain Is Burning
- Tickle Me Pink
- Time Unremembered
- Travel Light
- Tunnels
- Wandering Aengus
- Where My Father Went
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!
Notes:
with the D sometimes the last note is left out and then hammered on + off a bit.
D5 xx0235
[Verse 1]
Bm F# G
They're taking pictures of the man from God
D A
I hope his cassock's clean
Bm F# G
The burden of being a holy fellow
D A D
Your halo better gleam, better gleam
D5 A Bm
What of all those wayward priests?
D A
The ones who like to drink
D5 A Bm
Do you suppose they'd swap their blood for wine
D A D
Like you swapped yours for ink, for ink
[Verse 2]
You wrote me oh so many letters
And all of them seemed true
Promises look good on paper
Especially from you, from you
The weight of all those willing words
I carried all alone
You wouldn't put your pen to bed
When we hadn't found our own, our own
[Verse 3]
Your sentences rose high at night
And circled round my head
The circle's since been broken
Like the priest before me is breaking bread
I'm being asked to drink the blood of Christ
And soon I'll eat his flesh
I'm alone again before the altar
Shedding all my old regrets
[Verse 4]
The last of which I'll tell you now
As it flies down the sink
I never knew a part of you
You didn't set in ink, in ink
The letters that you left behind
No longer shall I read
Your blood's between the pages
And I can't stand to see you bleed
[Verse 5]
And I'll soon forget what was never there
Your words are ash and dust
All that's left is the song I've sung
The breath I've taken and the one I must
If you're born with a love for the wrote and the writ
People of letters your warning stands clear
Pay heed to your heart and not to your wit
Don't say in a letter what you can't in my ear
with the D sometimes the last note is left out and then hammered on + off a bit.
D5 xx0235
[Verse 1]
Bm F# G
They're taking pictures of the man from God
D A
I hope his cassock's clean
Bm F# G
The burden of being a holy fellow
D A D
Your halo better gleam, better gleam
D5 A Bm
What of all those wayward priests?
D A
The ones who like to drink
D5 A Bm
Do you suppose they'd swap their blood for wine
D A D
Like you swapped yours for ink, for ink
[Verse 2]
You wrote me oh so many letters
And all of them seemed true
Promises look good on paper
Especially from you, from you
The weight of all those willing words
I carried all alone
You wouldn't put your pen to bed
When we hadn't found our own, our own
[Verse 3]
Your sentences rose high at night
And circled round my head
The circle's since been broken
Like the priest before me is breaking bread
I'm being asked to drink the blood of Christ
And soon I'll eat his flesh
I'm alone again before the altar
Shedding all my old regrets
[Verse 4]
The last of which I'll tell you now
As it flies down the sink
I never knew a part of you
You didn't set in ink, in ink
The letters that you left behind
No longer shall I read
Your blood's between the pages
And I can't stand to see you bleed
[Verse 5]
And I'll soon forget what was never there
Your words are ash and dust
All that's left is the song I've sung
The breath I've taken and the one I must
If you're born with a love for the wrote and the writ
People of letters your warning stands clear
Pay heed to your heart and not to your wit
Don't say in a letter what you can't in my ear
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