Biografia:
Rasputina é uma banda de cello-rock. O conceito do grupo surgiu completamente formado; a idéia foi escrita em um manifesto por Melora Creager na década de 1980, inspirada em cenas filmes como E o Vento Levou, Oklahoma, Sete Noivas Para Sete Irmãos, nos quais havia cenas de mulheres em um grande quarto vestindo seus espartilhos e calçolas - ela queria fazer uma banda tirada de cenas assim. Por meio de anúncios no jornal, recrutou jovens cellistas - apenas mulheres - e formou a banda.
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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!
The entire song is based on a I V IV V chord progression. For this song
it's A E D E.
A E
This letter you get it, you burn it, forget it
D
It's not what I meant to say
E
You might think me a scapegrace
A
Really a fugitive in decay
E
I exist here on an acre of nature
D
In the diminutive
E
But I'll be thinking of you, I would wager
A
My favorite hypocrite
You are a master of the commerce of friendship
So I put all of my feathers on
I wrote you this letter, I send it
And this foul weather is gone
Of your last words to me I am thinking
And of the depth of your eyes
But you can't halt the profound shrinking
Of this, my porcelain life
If axed that I reject your protection
Well I abhor captivity
I want to live alone in my little section
So very wild and watery
How to preserve my own mistaken perfection?
Oh you refine vulgarity
I want to tenuously ask this question
Out of a census for clarity
You are a master of the commerce of friendship
So I put all of my feathers on
I wrote you this letter, I send it
And this foul weather is gone
Of your last words to me I am thinking
And of the depth of your eyes
But you can't halt the profound shrinking
Of this, my porcelain life
My porcelain life
My porcelain life
I find it very breakable
My porcelain life
it's A E D E.
A E
This letter you get it, you burn it, forget it
D
It's not what I meant to say
E
You might think me a scapegrace
A
Really a fugitive in decay
E
I exist here on an acre of nature
D
In the diminutive
E
But I'll be thinking of you, I would wager
A
My favorite hypocrite
You are a master of the commerce of friendship
So I put all of my feathers on
I wrote you this letter, I send it
And this foul weather is gone
Of your last words to me I am thinking
And of the depth of your eyes
But you can't halt the profound shrinking
Of this, my porcelain life
If axed that I reject your protection
Well I abhor captivity
I want to live alone in my little section
So very wild and watery
How to preserve my own mistaken perfection?
Oh you refine vulgarity
I want to tenuously ask this question
Out of a census for clarity
You are a master of the commerce of friendship
So I put all of my feathers on
I wrote you this letter, I send it
And this foul weather is gone
Of your last words to me I am thinking
And of the depth of your eyes
But you can't halt the profound shrinking
Of this, my porcelain life
My porcelain life
My porcelain life
I find it very breakable
My porcelain life
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