Con ''The End Of History'' (2006), el joven cantautor dublinés Fionn Regan se estrena como un songwriter eminentemente poético. Practicando una poesía contemporánea teñida con un refinado sentido del humor, su lírica está puntuada por algunas obsesiones, como la infancia y la geografía, para dar forma a frágiles arquitecturas de música ingrávida, pequeños himnos bucólicos fuera del tiempo y del espacio. Canciones felizmente desnudas que afloran en toda su desgarradora sinceridad de la mano de acordes de guitarra hipnóticos
¡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!
The chords on their own sound good on an acoustic. I heard a version on Pat Kenny's show when Fionn played this and another new track. The strumming is easy to work out if you to him play it.
E|-3-| B|-3-| G|-4-| G D|-5-| A|-5-| E|-3-| get this note with your thumb, in order to play the next chord.
E|-5-| these top notes are got by using your pinky as a barre. B|-5-| G|-5-| Gvariation D|-5-| A|-5-| E|-3-| thumb note
E|-2-| B|-3-| G|-4-| Bm D|-4-| A|-2-| E|-x-|
E|-0-| B|-1-| G|-2-| Am D|-2-| A|-0-| E|-x-|
E|-3-| B|-4-| G|-5-| Cm D|-5-| A|-3-| E|-x-|
G Gv G Gv G Gv G Be quiet katie there is someone at the hatch Gv G Gv G Gv G You curse the darkness and I'll strike a match BmGBmG Undoing the latch I tripped on the scales and fell AmCm Just as someone hit the reception bell
*SAME AS ABOVE* The ghost of that injury still remains my ankle starts to swell just before it rains leaders of nations, wild alsations, crumbling foundations, I've lost my patience
AmCAmC These big companies are giving us the squeeze D Lets raise our glasses to mr. onassis
GDC Protection racket (hand over the packet) GDC Rome needs cement (in this event) GDC Go over to the till katie (the national) GDC Pay this man his rent EmD It's a standard procedure
GCDC I forgot to mention that grandmas pension DC Will ease the rent book tension
A little birdie told me you've been syphoning the poor box I heard the knitting circle disscusing chubb locks Whats all the commotion? what do they expect? With no sign of a promotion I've lost my self respect You see I built this heap from scratch when I was poor now they're asking me to hoover the floor Splash some water over me slap round the face Did I miss a meeting I don't recognise the place
The plug in the socket burns a hole in the pocket
These big companies are giving us the squeeze Lets raise our glasses to mr. onassis
Protection racket (hand over the packet) Rome needs cement (in this event) Go over to the till katie (the national) Pay this man his rent