Concrete Blonde is an alternative rock band dating from the early 1980s to the early 1990s (and re-formed again in the 2000s). They are best known for the poignant songwriting and vocals of Johnette Napolitano.
Singer / songwriter / bassist Napolitano formed the band Dream 6 with guitarist James Mankey in Los Angeles in 1982, releasing an eponymous EP in France on the Happy Hermit label in 1983. When they signed with IRS in 1986, labelmate Michael Stipe suggested the name Concrete Blonde
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From [email protected] Sun Apr 27 11:12:59 1997 Date: Fri, 18 Apr 1997 18:36:55 -0700 From: Oh' C To: [email protected] Subject: Tab: City Screaming by Concrete Blonde
Song: City Screaming Band: Concrete Blonde Album: Walking In London Written by: Johnette Napolitano Tabbed by: [email protected]
Main Rythm Figure
3|5--7-7--5-7| |--5-5---5-----------------------------| 4|5--7-7--5-7| or |8------8-| or even |10--12-12--10-12--|
Chorus
A# - A# - A# - A - A - A - A# - A# - A# - C - C - C
Bridge
E
Solo is quite easy to figure out. Stay in, I think, the E scale.
Lyrics
Been on the bus, since a quarter to one. I'm baking like a chicken on the bus in the setting sun. Home home, home, under the window. Is the a shot or a car? I don't know! I don't know! I DON'T KNOW!
The city smokes and city chokes and crackin' open, I hear the city screaming!
Twenty-four hours, all night all day. The city hums and boils and cracks and beats away. Stir 'em around, stick 'em over the fire. No wonder everybody strung up tighter than a goddamn piano wire.
The city smokes and city chokes and crackin' open, I hear the city screaming!
Crack the whip and Mr. Jack the Knife, Were doing their trip on the corner underneath the streetlight late last night. What if the homeboys just take it on home sweet home. Well you can blow your own selves away but leave the rest of us alone.
The city cries and city dies, dehumanizing, I hear the city screaming! I hear the city screaming!