Biografia:
Darlingside is an American indie folk band from Boston, MA. The band consists of Don Mitchell, Auyon Mukharji, Harris Paseltiner, and David Senft.
Describing themselves as “string-rock”, the band started up in 2009 and quickly took hold of New England’s musical imagination. Playing over 100 shows during their first year of touring, the band created a seamless, exhilarating sound at the intersection of rock, classical, and folk music. Their self-produced six-song EP 1 earned high praise for its craftsmanship and originality
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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!
[Intro]
D G D A Bm G D A
Bm G D A G D A D
[Verse]
D G D
Someday a shooting star is gonna shoot me down
A Bm G D A
Burn these high rises back into a ghost town
Bm G
Of iridium-white clouds
D A G
Matted close against the ground
D A D
While the sky hangs empty as a frame
D G D
See the reddening horizon line
A Bm G D A
Feel the planet pulling on the space time
Bm G
On the way down Somerset
D A G
I take pictures of cement
D A D
For the history books on Mother Earth
[Chorus]
G
To the west now it begins
Bm G
In the sound waves in the wind
D A G
There is an echo going by
A
Of the mountains caving in
G
And the potted rose and I
Bm G
Knew that one day we would die
D A G
And become smooth and ol again
A
Like the ash that sweeps the sky
[Verse]
D G D
Someday a shooting star is gonna shoot me down
D A Bm G D A
Burn these high rises back into a ghost town
[Instrumental]
(During Flugle Horn Part)
Bm G D A G
(Ooohs & Aaaahs)
G Bm A
D A G Bm G A
[Chorus]
G
To the west now it begins
Bm G
In the sound waves in the wind
D A G
There is an echo going by
A
Of the mountains caving in
[Verse]
D G D
There's holy water lying in the crater well
D A Bm G D A
Heavy metals high test gasoline
Bm G
Blessed singularity
D A G
A telescoping memory
D A D
Where the sky still flickers through the leaves
D G D A Bm G D A
Bm G D A G D A D
[Verse]
D G D
Someday a shooting star is gonna shoot me down
A Bm G D A
Burn these high rises back into a ghost town
Bm G
Of iridium-white clouds
D A G
Matted close against the ground
D A D
While the sky hangs empty as a frame
D G D
See the reddening horizon line
A Bm G D A
Feel the planet pulling on the space time
Bm G
On the way down Somerset
D A G
I take pictures of cement
D A D
For the history books on Mother Earth
[Chorus]
G
To the west now it begins
Bm G
In the sound waves in the wind
D A G
There is an echo going by
A
Of the mountains caving in
G
And the potted rose and I
Bm G
Knew that one day we would die
D A G
And become smooth and ol again
A
Like the ash that sweeps the sky
[Verse]
D G D
Someday a shooting star is gonna shoot me down
D A Bm G D A
Burn these high rises back into a ghost town
[Instrumental]
(During Flugle Horn Part)
Bm G D A G
(Ooohs & Aaaahs)
G Bm A
D A G Bm G A
[Chorus]
G
To the west now it begins
Bm G
In the sound waves in the wind
D A G
There is an echo going by
A
Of the mountains caving in
[Verse]
D G D
There's holy water lying in the crater well
D A Bm G D A
Heavy metals high test gasoline
Bm G
Blessed singularity
D A G
A telescoping memory
D A D
Where the sky still flickers through the leaves
Darren Korb
Darude
Darvin
Darwin Deez
Daryl Braithwait (...)
Dave Matthews Ba (...)
Dave Melillo
Dave Moisan
Dave Stewart
Davedays