Biografia:
“Here’s to tonic, here’s to gin, here’s to sparks and here’s to gasoline…” You’re The Radio
We are lucky to have musicians like Thea Gilmore, musicians that want more from themselves and more from music than some pre-formed, whistle-friendly cud, something to chew on but never fully digest. In an age where artists – male and female – tend to be either hyper-sexualised or completely neutered, Gilmore is that rare creature, an actual adult with a heart and a soul, a grown up with an opinion.
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Outras músicas:
- Avalanche
- Brother Can You Spare A Dime
- Coming Back To You
- Concrete
- Contessa
- Dance In New York
- Glistening Bay
- Have You Heard
- Hide N Seeking
- Icarus Wind
- If You Miss Me At The Back Of The Bus
- Inverigo
- Josefs Train
- London
- My Own Private Riot
- Old Soul
- Play Until The Bottles Gone
- Rise
- Rosie
- Song No 4
- Thatll Be Christmas
- The List
- The Lower Road
- Youre The Radio
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!
Thea Gilmore Contessa
A D
Contessa, Contessa, oh please leave your hat by the door
A D
Well, I thought I told you you couldn’t call round anymore
A D
And outside in the street and the rains turning tricks on the day
A D
Contessa, I’ve told you so why do you come anyway?
A D
Well, ten years ago by the motorway bridge with a smile
A D
And your red lacquer shoes, oh you lived inside me for a while
A D
I had an old cow bone that I used to draw hearts in the dust
A D
Contessa please tell me just what the hell happened to us
E
‘Cause I’ve gone
D A
Gone run that road
E
I’ve gone
D A
Gone run that road
E D A
Run that road home
A D
I was a scared little kid with a head full of hormones and holes
A D
With one eye on atonement and a body already grown old
A D
There you were with your secrets and your notebook of genuine lies
A D
Saying “girl its your party but you sure as hell don’t wanna cry, don’t wanna cry
E
I’ve gone
D A
Gone run that road
E
I’ve gone
D A
Gone run that road
E D A
Run that road home
Yeah, run that road home
A D
So I was the black sheep, yeah, I was the lone cavalier
A D
But with a face like stone, oh Connie its lonely out here
A D
I’ve taken some pills and I’ve played with the hand I was dealt
A D
And you saved me that time but now I’ve learned to save myself
E
And I’ve gone
D A
Gone run that road
E
I’ve gone
D A
Gone run that road
Run that road home
Oh, run that road home
Yeah, run that, run that, rung that, run that, road home
Yeah, run that road home
A D
Contessa, Contessa, oh please leave your hat by the door
A D
Well, I thought I told you you couldn’t call round anymore
A D
And outside in the street and the rains turning tricks on the day
A D
Contessa, I’ve told you so why do you come anyway?
A D
Well, ten years ago by the motorway bridge with a smile
A D
And your red lacquer shoes, oh you lived inside me for a while
A D
I had an old cow bone that I used to draw hearts in the dust
A D
Contessa please tell me just what the hell happened to us
E
‘Cause I’ve gone
D A
Gone run that road
E
I’ve gone
D A
Gone run that road
E D A
Run that road home
A D
I was a scared little kid with a head full of hormones and holes
A D
With one eye on atonement and a body already grown old
A D
There you were with your secrets and your notebook of genuine lies
A D
Saying “girl its your party but you sure as hell don’t wanna cry, don’t wanna cry
E
I’ve gone
D A
Gone run that road
E
I’ve gone
D A
Gone run that road
E D A
Run that road home
Yeah, run that road home
A D
So I was the black sheep, yeah, I was the lone cavalier
A D
But with a face like stone, oh Connie its lonely out here
A D
I’ve taken some pills and I’ve played with the hand I was dealt
A D
And you saved me that time but now I’ve learned to save myself
E
And I’ve gone
D A
Gone run that road
E
I’ve gone
D A
Gone run that road
Run that road home
Oh, run that road home
Yeah, run that, run that, rung that, run that, road home
Yeah, run that road home
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