Biography:
Nathan refers both to an English singer and a Canadian band.
The Canadian band: “Lift me out of this dustbowl and hand me a champagne"
Key Principles, Nathan
What is western music? Is it the sound of the wide open plains or a smoky saloon? Tales of taciturn men and long-suffering ladies who cry tears in their beer? Or has that tradition been replaced by something more complicated, where horses have become fast cars and saloons are now strip malls
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Four years of hard work!
This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
GASOLINE, (Nathan, Keri Lattimer (nee McTighe):
This is a great energy song and it is played with open sounding chords, so if you like that sound you should
drop tune by a half step.
For the detune: Half Step Down
tuning = Eb Ab Db Gb Bb Eb
verse: Am G x 3, F G
chorus: F G, F C Bb, Am G
I like to perform the song with a rhythmic strum, so I prefer standard tuning. I use barr chords all the way
through except for the E chord. Here is my version:
verse – G#m F# x 3, e F#
chorus – E F#, E B A F#, G#m F#
PS Chords appear over the word indicating when to strum.
1st Verse:
G#m
Hands glued to the steering wheel,
F#
smack between a ledge straight down
G#m F#
and a wall of spruce as thick as thieves.
G#m
And as sure as a sharp corner comes
F#
a jack-knife kind of creepiness,
G#m F#
sweeps up and over me.
Chorus:
E G#m
Oh gasoline don’t leak out on me,
E B
two thousand miles left to go a brand new name,
A E
haircut, hell make me a blond
G#m F#
if it’ll blend me in, it’ll blend me in.
G#m
“lovely weather for an April day,
F#
I just came through Saskatchewan
G#m F#
from as south as you can drive before you drop.”
G#m
Said he just planned on passing through,
F#
but that he didn’t know he’d crash into
E F#
tarnation pouring coffee at a lonely old truck…stop.
Chorus (same as above, same everytime)
E
Down it goes from there on in,
G#m
I’m a sucker for attention when
E G#m
it revs up to me wheeling like a screech.
G#m
But by degrees his grip got tight,
F#
suspicion turned his knuckles white,
E F# E
had to drive them in my face to find relief.
solo :
C#m, B, C#m, B, E, F#
C#m, B, E, E, E, F#
C#m B
Where I found the muster is a mystery best left
C#m E
in apartments found deserted and a semi-trailer theft.
E
Where you ended I’ll pick up,
G#m
onwards to Tuktoyaktuk,
E F#
about as north as you can go before you drop.
Chorus
This is a great energy song and it is played with open sounding chords, so if you like that sound you should
drop tune by a half step.
For the detune: Half Step Down
tuning = Eb Ab Db Gb Bb Eb
verse: Am G x 3, F G
chorus: F G, F C Bb, Am G
I like to perform the song with a rhythmic strum, so I prefer standard tuning. I use barr chords all the way
through except for the E chord. Here is my version:
verse – G#m F# x 3, e F#
chorus – E F#, E B A F#, G#m F#
PS Chords appear over the word indicating when to strum.
1st Verse:
G#m
Hands glued to the steering wheel,
F#
smack between a ledge straight down
G#m F#
and a wall of spruce as thick as thieves.
G#m
And as sure as a sharp corner comes
F#
a jack-knife kind of creepiness,
G#m F#
sweeps up and over me.
Chorus:
E G#m
Oh gasoline don’t leak out on me,
E B
two thousand miles left to go a brand new name,
A E
haircut, hell make me a blond
G#m F#
if it’ll blend me in, it’ll blend me in.
G#m
“lovely weather for an April day,
F#
I just came through Saskatchewan
G#m F#
from as south as you can drive before you drop.”
G#m
Said he just planned on passing through,
F#
but that he didn’t know he’d crash into
E F#
tarnation pouring coffee at a lonely old truck…stop.
Chorus (same as above, same everytime)
E
Down it goes from there on in,
G#m
I’m a sucker for attention when
E G#m
it revs up to me wheeling like a screech.
G#m
But by degrees his grip got tight,
F#
suspicion turned his knuckles white,
E F# E
had to drive them in my face to find relief.
solo :
C#m, B, C#m, B, E, F#
C#m, B, E, E, E, F#
C#m B
Where I found the muster is a mystery best left
C#m E
in apartments found deserted and a semi-trailer theft.
E
Where you ended I’ll pick up,
G#m
onwards to Tuktoyaktuk,
E F#
about as north as you can go before you drop.
Chorus
