Biografia:
Stars é uma banda canadense de indie rock, formada em Toronto pelo vocalista Torquil Campbell e pelo tecladista Chris Seligman. Mudaram-se para Nova Iorque e, em seguida, para Montreal. Juntam-se a eles a cantora e guitarrista Amy Millan, o baixista Evan Cranley e o baterista Pat McGee.
O single que revelou a banda foi "Ageless Beauty", do álbum de 2004, "Set Yourself on Fire". A partir do seu discreto lançamento no Canadá em Outubro de 2004
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Outras músicas:
- Bitches In Tokyo
- Calendar Girl
- Celebration Guns
- Heart
- In Our Bedroom After The War
- Your Ex-lover Is Dead
- A Song Is A Weapon
- Ageless Beauty
- Back Again
- Barricade
- Big Fight
- Changes
- Dead Hearts
- Dont Be Afraid To Sing
- Fixed
- Fluorescent Light
- Going Going Gone Live
- Hold On When You Get Love And Let Go When You Give It
- I Died So I Could Haunt You
- Lights Changing Colour
- Look After Yourself
- Look Away
- Look Up
- Midnight Coward
- My Favourite Book
- My Radio
- On Peak Hill
- One More Night
- Progress
- Real Thing
- Romantic Comedy
- Set Yourself On Fire
- Sleep Tonight
- Soft Revolution
- Take Me To The Riot
- The Big Fight
- The Black House The Blue Sky
- The First Five Times
- The Five Ghosts
- The Loose Ends Will Make Knots
- The North
- This Is The Last Time
- Time Can Never Kill The True Heart
- Up In Our Bedroom After The War
- Very Thing
- Wasted Daylight
- We Dont Want Your Body
- West Is The Way
- What Im Trying To Say
- Your Ex
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 Radio by Stars
Nightsongs, 2001
Tabbed by Thomas Buhler
If you find any mistakes, or have any questions about this tab, email me at:
t[dot]buhler[dot]007[at]gmail[dot]com
On guitar, I recommend playing (020100) for E7, rather than (020130).
VERSE 1:
Dm C
It's hard to remember days, mornings lost in a chronic haze.
E7 Am
Breath is fast and the trains are slow. I barely feel it though.
Dm C
All day long I fantasize; in the dark, behind all the people's eyes,
E7 Am
And when they disappear, words get lost in the atmosphere.
Dm C E7
The truth I tell, I tell the truth. Sixteen on a summer roof.
Am
You ask for facts, well I'll give you proof. (Here's the truth)
sung on 2nd repeat -^
BRIDGE:
Dm C
Hot sun on skin, that crimson dress too thin.
E7 Am
All winter up her woods. I touched it, it felt good.
CHORUS:
F G C G
All I want is my radio
F G C G
All I want is my radio
VERSE 2:
Dm C
He speaks in a voice I know, sounds like sand when the tide is low.
E7 Am
We kissed to that voice each night bathed in bare reactor light.
Dm C
I cry when the morning comes. Count my blessings and my phones.
E7 Am
Say "Thanks, God" for whatever comes and quickly cross my fingers.
Dm C
All I want is a room somewhere far away from the chemo air.
E7 Am
But when I go, my radio will play a melody that lingers.
CHORUS:
F G C G
All I want is my radio
F G C G
Station ninety-nine point oh
F G C G
Tell the DJ, DJ keep it slow
F G Am
Like to fade volume low
VERSE 1
CHORUS (repeat till fadeout)
Nightsongs, 2001
Tabbed by Thomas Buhler
If you find any mistakes, or have any questions about this tab, email me at:
t[dot]buhler[dot]007[at]gmail[dot]com
On guitar, I recommend playing (020100) for E7, rather than (020130).
VERSE 1:
Dm C
It's hard to remember days, mornings lost in a chronic haze.
E7 Am
Breath is fast and the trains are slow. I barely feel it though.
Dm C
All day long I fantasize; in the dark, behind all the people's eyes,
E7 Am
And when they disappear, words get lost in the atmosphere.
Dm C E7
The truth I tell, I tell the truth. Sixteen on a summer roof.
Am
You ask for facts, well I'll give you proof. (Here's the truth)
sung on 2nd repeat -^
BRIDGE:
Dm C
Hot sun on skin, that crimson dress too thin.
E7 Am
All winter up her woods. I touched it, it felt good.
CHORUS:
F G C G
All I want is my radio
F G C G
All I want is my radio
VERSE 2:
Dm C
He speaks in a voice I know, sounds like sand when the tide is low.
E7 Am
We kissed to that voice each night bathed in bare reactor light.
Dm C
I cry when the morning comes. Count my blessings and my phones.
E7 Am
Say "Thanks, God" for whatever comes and quickly cross my fingers.
Dm C
All I want is a room somewhere far away from the chemo air.
E7 Am
But when I go, my radio will play a melody that lingers.
CHORUS:
F G C G
All I want is my radio
F G C G
Station ninety-nine point oh
F G C G
Tell the DJ, DJ keep it slow
F G Am
Like to fade volume low
VERSE 1
CHORUS (repeat till fadeout)
State Champs
State Of Shock
State Radio
Status Quo
Steady Hands
Stella Donnelly
Stellar Kart
Stephan Altman
Stéphane (...)
Stephane Wrembel