Biografia:
Kevin Devine é um cantor/compositor nascido no Brooklin. Suas composições se caracterizam pelo forte apelo politico e social.
Kevin Devine is an American songwriter and musician from Brooklyn, New York, who is known for melodic, acoustic songs with alternately introspective, political lyrics.
Discografia / Discography:
2002: Circle Gets the Square
2003: Make the Clocks Move
2005: Split the Country, Split the Street
2006: Put Your Ghost to Rest
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Outras músicas:
- A Flatline Blur
- Brooklyn Boy
- Like Cursing Kids
- People Are So Fickle
- Splitting Up Christmas
- Tapdance
- The Longer That I'm Out Here
- You Are My Sunshine
- Afterparty
- Alabama Acres
- All Of Everything Erased
- Awake In The Dirt
- Before Youre Here
- Between The Concrete And Clouds
- Bloodhound
- Brothers Blood
- Bubblegum
- Burning City Smoke
- Cotton Crush
- Country Sky Glow
- Fever Moon
- Fingerprints And Photographs
- Go Haunt Someone Else
- Guys With Record Collections
- Haircut
- Heaven Bound Glory Be
- Holland 1945
- I Could Be With Anyone
- I Was Alive Back Then
- If We Meet Today
- Instigator
- Its Only Your Life
- Just Stay
- Kareem Abdul Jabar
- Keep Ringing Your Bell
- Less Yesterday More Today
- Little Bulldozer
- Longer That Im Out Here
- Lord I Know We Dont Talk
- Love Me Im A Liberal
- Luxembourg
- Marie
- Murphys Song
- No History
- No One Elses Problem
- No One Says You Have To
- No Time Flat
- No Why
- Noose Dressed Like A Necklace
- Not Over You Yet
- Now Navigate
- Off
- Part Of The Whole
- Probably
- Redbird
- She Stayed As Steam
- Shift Change Splits The Streets
- Sleepwalking Through My Life
- The Weathers Wonderful
- Tomarrows Just Too Late
- Tomorrows Just Too Late
- Trouble
- Wait Out The Wreck
- You Are The Daybreak
- You Knock Me Out
- Youll Only End Up Joining Them
- Youre My Incentive
- Yr Damned Old Dad
- Yr Husband
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!
My first attempt at writing out some chords! The song is easiest if thought of in 6/8
time. Just think of usually playing the chords on counts 1,2,3,4, and for the muted
strumming to be on counts 5 and 6. Note, the chords don't line up over the proper words,
something is screwing up with the font, so just figure out the harmonic rhythm.
Intro: D D D D
D D D D
There are tiers, as in levels, to reality
G G D D
On the industrial corner of North 17th Street and Wythe
A G D Bm
Two black public high school kids watch a nordic model get photographed
Bm A G A D D
To them, she is lunar, impossible, alien life.
D D D D
So as a comet might relate to a traffic-stop taxi cab
G G D D
Or a Bahamas vacation to a stint in Guantanamo Bay
A G D Bm
So as access and privilege relate to their absolute opposites
Bm A G A D D
It's the way that these kids and this woman will always relate
G D
And it's nobody's fault. Yeah no one's to blame.
A Em
We all work through the dark. We all carry the weight.
Bm D F#m Bm
Slender shoulders and blindfolds spinning in cycles
Bm A G A D D D D
Now, now, now: navigate!
D D D D
There are tiers, as in layers, to an experience.
G G D D
Through each lens and metric the image warps every day.
A G D Bm
I'm either successful, independent, and largely uncompromised
Bm A G A D D
Or a non-starter, never-was, has-been since 2008.
G D
And it's nobody's fault. Yeah no one's to blame.
Em A
We all work through the dark. We all carry the weight.
Bm D F#m Bm
Slender shoulders and blindfolds spinning in cycles
Bm A G A G
Now, now, now: navigate!
Instrumental: x2
[G////// A////// G////// Bm///
A/// G////// D////// A///////////] D D
D D
D D D D
There are tears, as in water-works, and they're threatening
G G D D
To spoil the negotiated sweetness of my afternoon
A G D Bm
I can't answer anything honestly without an asterisk
Bm A G A D D
Air-quotes and doublespeak litter the fountain of youth.
G D
And if it's nobody's fault, then I'm not to blame
Em A
I just work in the dark, I just carry the weight.
Bm D F#m Bm
Slender shoulders and blindfolds stranded in cycles
Bm A G A D D D D
Now, now, now: navigate!
End on a D and that's it!
time. Just think of usually playing the chords on counts 1,2,3,4, and for the muted
strumming to be on counts 5 and 6. Note, the chords don't line up over the proper words,
something is screwing up with the font, so just figure out the harmonic rhythm.
Intro: D D D D
D D D D
There are tiers, as in levels, to reality
G G D D
On the industrial corner of North 17th Street and Wythe
A G D Bm
Two black public high school kids watch a nordic model get photographed
Bm A G A D D
To them, she is lunar, impossible, alien life.
D D D D
So as a comet might relate to a traffic-stop taxi cab
G G D D
Or a Bahamas vacation to a stint in Guantanamo Bay
A G D Bm
So as access and privilege relate to their absolute opposites
Bm A G A D D
It's the way that these kids and this woman will always relate
G D
And it's nobody's fault. Yeah no one's to blame.
A Em
We all work through the dark. We all carry the weight.
Bm D F#m Bm
Slender shoulders and blindfolds spinning in cycles
Bm A G A D D D D
Now, now, now: navigate!
D D D D
There are tiers, as in layers, to an experience.
G G D D
Through each lens and metric the image warps every day.
A G D Bm
I'm either successful, independent, and largely uncompromised
Bm A G A D D
Or a non-starter, never-was, has-been since 2008.
G D
And it's nobody's fault. Yeah no one's to blame.
Em A
We all work through the dark. We all carry the weight.
Bm D F#m Bm
Slender shoulders and blindfolds spinning in cycles
Bm A G A G
Now, now, now: navigate!
Instrumental: x2
[G////// A////// G////// Bm///
A/// G////// D////// A///////////] D D
D D
D D D D
There are tears, as in water-works, and they're threatening
G G D D
To spoil the negotiated sweetness of my afternoon
A G D Bm
I can't answer anything honestly without an asterisk
Bm A G A D D
Air-quotes and doublespeak litter the fountain of youth.
G D
And if it's nobody's fault, then I'm not to blame
Em A
I just work in the dark, I just carry the weight.
Bm D F#m Bm
Slender shoulders and blindfolds stranded in cycles
Bm A G A D D D D
Now, now, now: navigate!
End on a D and that's it!
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