Pavement was an indie rock band that formed in Stockton, California in 1989. For most of the period to 1999, the band consisted of Stephen Malkmus (vocals, guitar), Scott "Spiral Stairs" Kannberg (guitar, vocals), Mark Ibold (bass), Steve West (drums) and Bob Nastanovich (percussion, vocals). During that period, and since, they have frequently been described as one of the most influential bands to emerge from the American underground of the '90s. While their split in 1999 was reportedly rather acrimonious
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Here’s a simpler way to play this great song. With the capo I find it easy to approximate the picking just by guessing. But if you want the actual semi random picking patterns see the guitar pro file.
One tiny flaw in capoing this is that the D chord (actually F#) should be played below the 4th fret to sound exactly like the album. So to give it a lower sound I throw the bass A in there. The other weird chords are below too. I tried my best with the chord names, but I’m no music professor. Let me know if you have any corrections.
AA+ D6 You better find your way out A You better learn how to run AA4A You better walk a-way AAsus2A And leave the angles for the shills A+ D6 Well I've been thinkin' for days A About the means and the ways AA4A That I could hate all I touch AAsus2 I know you're my lady
Bm But I could trickle, I could flood D A voice coach taught me to sing A He couldn't teach me to love F# All the above E Easy talkin', border blockin' D riff then A Transport is arranged
AA+ D6 Praise the grammar police A Set me up with your niece AA4A Walk to Baltimore Asus2A And keep the language off the street A+ D6 Well I'm of several minds A I am the worst of my kind AA4A I wanna cremate the crutch AAsus2 I know you're my lady Bm But phone calls could corrupt the mornin' D I heed the surgeon's warnin' A Pillars of eights
A AAG#G F# F#AG#G F# F# D repeat throughout the jam
AA+ D6AA4AAAsus2 (same as verse)
AA+ D6 I swung my fiery sword A I vent my spleen at the Lord AA4A He is abstract and bored AAsus2 Too much a milk and honey Bm Well I'll waltz D Through the wilderness with nothin' A But a compass and a canteen F# Settin' the scenes E Easy talkin', border blockin' D riff then A Transport is arranged