Biografia:
Titus Andronicus é uma banda de indie rock de Glen Rock, Nova Jersey formada em 2005.
O grupo leva o nome da peça mais sangrenta de Shakespeare: "Titus Andronicus".
O seu álbum de estréia recebeu aclamação generalizada. O álbum é alto, com guitarras distorcidas fortemente influenciados pelo shoegaze, enquanto as letras e títulos das músicas são vem de diversos livros e outras formas de entretenimento (como o título do álbum , a partir do episódio de Seinfeld, "The Strike", aquele sobre o Festivus).
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Outras músicas:
- A Pot In Which To Piss
- Above The Bodega
- Albert Camus
- Crass Tattoo
- Dimed Out
- Fatal Flaw
- Fired Up
- Four Score And Seven
- I Lost My Mind
- Joset Of Nazareths Blues
- Lonely Boy
- Mr E Mann
- My Time Outside The Womb
- No Future Part 3 Escape From No Future
- No Future Part Iv No Future Triumphant
- No Future Part V In Endless Dreaming
- Number One In New York
- Stable Boy
- Stranded On My Own
- The Battle Of Hampton Roads
- The Dog
- Theme From Cheers
- Titus Andronicus
- To Old Friends And New
- Tried To Quit Smoking
- Upon Viewing Bruegels Landscape With The Fall Of Icarus
- Upon Viewing Oregons Landscape With The Flood Of Detritus
- Waking Up Drunk
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!
Titus Andronicus - Titus Andronicus
Tuning for this song is in all probability standard but my guitar was still tuned a ½ step down.
Thus, tuning: ½ step down to Eb or C=B, F=E, G=F#, etc.
Chords with a '*' I prefer to play high, but whatever suits you best.
I didn't really count the measures for the intro but you'll probably figure it out.
Intro:
Guitar
CCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCGGGGGGGG
Bass
(CCCCCCCC)C----F----C----F----C----GGGGGGGG
C F C F
Throw my guitar down on the floor
C F G C
No one cares what I've got to say anymore
C F C F
I didn't come here to be damned with faint praise
C F G C
I'll write my masterpiece some other day
C F C F C F G C
Nananana etc.
C F C F
Nananana etc.
C F G C
Fuck everything, fuck me
C F C F
I'm repeating myself again
C F G C
Innovation, I leave to smarter men
C F C F
Pretty melodies don't fall out of the air for me
C F G C
I've got to steal them from somewhere
F*
But it doesn't matter what you do
C
Or how hard you try
F* C
Now there's nothing left for me to do except die
E* C
When they cut you up
E*
And tell you that it's not going to hurt
F* G*
But they are not going to stop until they see you go to sleep in the dirt
C F
There'll be no more cigarettes
C F
No more having sex
C F G C
No more drinking until you fall on the floor
C F
No more indie rock
C F
Just a ticking clock
C F G
You have no time for that anymore
F*
You better watch where you run your mouth
E* G*
Because you know what they'll say to you
They'll say
C F
Your life is over
C F
Your life is over
C F
Your life is over
G C
Your life is over
C F
Your life is over
C F
Your life is over
C F
Your life is over
G C
Your life is over
C
Your life is
E* C
o……ver (6X )
E* F* G*
o……o.....ver
handclaps + singing 'your life is over'
C F
Your life is over x25
Tuning for this song is in all probability standard but my guitar was still tuned a ½ step down.
Thus, tuning: ½ step down to Eb or C=B, F=E, G=F#, etc.
Chords with a '*' I prefer to play high, but whatever suits you best.
I didn't really count the measures for the intro but you'll probably figure it out.
Intro:
Guitar
CCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCGGGGGGGG
Bass
(CCCCCCCC)C----F----C----F----C----GGGGGGGG
C F C F
Throw my guitar down on the floor
C F G C
No one cares what I've got to say anymore
C F C F
I didn't come here to be damned with faint praise
C F G C
I'll write my masterpiece some other day
C F C F C F G C
Nananana etc.
C F C F
Nananana etc.
C F G C
Fuck everything, fuck me
C F C F
I'm repeating myself again
C F G C
Innovation, I leave to smarter men
C F C F
Pretty melodies don't fall out of the air for me
C F G C
I've got to steal them from somewhere
F*
But it doesn't matter what you do
C
Or how hard you try
F* C
Now there's nothing left for me to do except die
E* C
When they cut you up
E*
And tell you that it's not going to hurt
F* G*
But they are not going to stop until they see you go to sleep in the dirt
C F
There'll be no more cigarettes
C F
No more having sex
C F G C
No more drinking until you fall on the floor
C F
No more indie rock
C F
Just a ticking clock
C F G
You have no time for that anymore
F*
You better watch where you run your mouth
E* G*
Because you know what they'll say to you
They'll say
C F
Your life is over
C F
Your life is over
C F
Your life is over
G C
Your life is over
C F
Your life is over
C F
Your life is over
C F
Your life is over
G C
Your life is over
C
Your life is
E* C
o……ver (6X )
E* F* G*
o……o.....ver
handclaps + singing 'your life is over'
C F
Your life is over x25
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