David Robert Jones (8 de enero de 1947 y fallecido el 10 de enero de 2016), más conocido como David Bowie, era un cantante polifacético, inclasificable dentro de un solo género, ya que su música involucra diversos estilos musicales como el rock, el pop y la música electrónica. Fue también compositor, multiinstrumentista, productor, artista plástico y actor británico, fuertemente influyente en varias generaciones. Fue un ícono de la música y uno de los músicos más influyentes de la música contemporánea.
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
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I am going through my collection of Bowie songs (i.e. Every one in existence) and putting them all down. If anyone wants one in particular, e-mail me and I'll do it next. ([email protected])
This little ditty is off of my "London Boy" compilation (a nice 18 song import album, a good purchase for any Bowie fan). It's called "Little Bombradier"
BmCmCDG
GEmCDG War made him a soldier, little Franky Mear GEmCDG Peace left him a loser, the little bombradier. EmCDG Lines of worry appeared with age, unskilled hands that knew no trade BmCmCDG (CCmG) Spent his time in a picture(?) house, the little bombradier.
GEmCDG Franky drank his money, the little that he made GEmCDG Told his woes to no man, friendless lonely days. EmCDG Then one day in the ABC, four small eyes gazed longingly BmCmCDG At the ice cream in the hand of the little bombradier.
DmADmA
DmA Sunshine entered our Franky's days DmA Gone his sorrows his hopeless maze BbDA His life was fun and his heart was full of joy DmA Two young children had changed his his aims, DmA He bought the toffees and played their games BbDA He bought them presents with every coin he made.
GEmCDGGEmCDGEmCDGBmCmCDG
GEmCDG Then two gentlemen called on him, asked him for his name GEmCDG Why was he friends with the children, were they just a game EmCDG Leave them alone or we'll get sore, we've had blokes like you in this nation before BmCmCDG The hand of authority said "no more" to the little bombradier. EmCDG Packed his bags, his heart in pain, wiped a tear and caught a train BmCmCDG Not to be seen in this town again, the little bombradier.
There are a few chords at the end that I can't figure out because everyone is asleep in my house so I can't use the piano to figure out all those suspensions and augmentations, or whatever they turn out to be. Will send the correction as soon as I work it out.