Biography:
Widowspeak is a Brooklyn, New York, United States-based quartet that play hazy atmospheric dream pop and shoegaze, formed in 2010.
There are aspects of the band's sound - abrasive guitar hooks, immediate drumming, and incessant codas - that speak to living in a big city. But there's also a dreary sparseness, a David Lynch-esque darkness, culled from the other members' native Washington.
The band's skeletal sound began to take shape, with Robert's rust-belt guitar parts lending a restless
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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!
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In the Pines - Widowspeak
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(more good shzz from Widowspeak)
Tabbed by: syphaxe
Tuning: standard
Capo on 3rd fret
D, Am (x4)
D Am
In the pines babe, in the pines
D Am
Forked tongue, white lies
D Am
Black wallow, shaky hands
D Am
Meet me in the hollow river
D Am
Kiss like an indian giver
D Am
Black lungs take medicine men
D Am
Smoke signals, I can see it
D Am
Don't loose your American spirit
D Am
Second handing heavy air
E Am
This is where we had a smoke
E G F
With our savage hearts we broke
D, Am (x4)
D Am
We live where the sun never shines
D Am
In the pines babe, in the pines
D Am
No one will find us there
F Am E
In the pines, in the pines
(repeat and end on Am)
....bikes....
In the Pines - Widowspeak
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------
(more good shzz from Widowspeak)
Tabbed by: syphaxe
Tuning: standard
Capo on 3rd fret
D, Am (x4)
D Am
In the pines babe, in the pines
D Am
Forked tongue, white lies
D Am
Black wallow, shaky hands
D Am
Meet me in the hollow river
D Am
Kiss like an indian giver
D Am
Black lungs take medicine men
D Am
Smoke signals, I can see it
D Am
Don't loose your American spirit
D Am
Second handing heavy air
E Am
This is where we had a smoke
E G F
With our savage hearts we broke
D, Am (x4)
D Am
We live where the sun never shines
D Am
In the pines babe, in the pines
D Am
No one will find us there
F Am E
In the pines, in the pines
(repeat and end on Am)
....bikes....
