Biografía:
“Ok, so we are not really a bluegrass band” says Seven Handle Circus’ lead banjo player Colin Vinson. “We have these instruments, these acoustic sounds, but we really just play whatever we want”.
Seven Handle Circus is a modern style of rock, played with energy, skill and folk instruments. Their bluegrass roots reveal themselves from time to time, but so does their classical training and their teenage punk rock days.
“A Seven Handle show is all about keeping it interesting
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¡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!
C D Em D C D C/G G (2x)
G D/F# Em
I’m an open book with pages blowing in the wind
Am
I turn around and I lost my place again
C
But I don’t care to stay, I wasn’t reading anyway
D7
And now I’ve wasted half a day chasing empty pages
G D/F# Em
‘cause a wiser man once told me that one day I’d find my dreams
Am
but at the time I didn’t think to what that means
C
so I’ve been searching blind with nothing I expect to find
D7 G
A scattered disillusion mind, and that is right where you and I first met
Em D G C D Em D G C G C
Oh (2x)
G D/F# Em
‘cause I’m a ticking clock with hands that don’t know what to hold
Am
and I can’t come to rest with that it means I’m getting older
C
by the secondhand soon I’m back at noon again
D7
waiting for a new beginning, chasing youthful visions and
G D/F# Em
remember when I told you that I loved you well I did
Am
but that was then when I was just a lonely kid
C
chalk full of guts to spill and an empty gaping heart to fill
D7 G
you loved me and you always will, but good clocks don’t stop moving till they’re dead
Em D G C D Em D G C G C
Oh (2x)
G D/F# Em
‘cause I’m a word that’s big and long that nobody can spell
Am
and once a time I find I knew the meaning well
C
but definitions mean between two hearts collaborating
D7 G
there’s no use to keep on waiting when you don’t define me how I do
C D Em D G
Ah (3x)
G D/F# Em
I’m an open book with pages blowing in the wind
Am
I turn around and I lost my place again
C
But I don’t care to stay, I wasn’t reading anyway
D7
And now I’ve wasted half a day chasing empty pages
G D/F# Em
‘cause a wiser man once told me that one day I’d find my dreams
Am
but at the time I didn’t think to what that means
C
so I’ve been searching blind with nothing I expect to find
D7 G
A scattered disillusion mind, and that is right where you and I first met
Em D G C D Em D G C G C
Oh (2x)
G D/F# Em
‘cause I’m a ticking clock with hands that don’t know what to hold
Am
and I can’t come to rest with that it means I’m getting older
C
by the secondhand soon I’m back at noon again
D7
waiting for a new beginning, chasing youthful visions and
G D/F# Em
remember when I told you that I loved you well I did
Am
but that was then when I was just a lonely kid
C
chalk full of guts to spill and an empty gaping heart to fill
D7 G
you loved me and you always will, but good clocks don’t stop moving till they’re dead
Em D G C D Em D G C G C
Oh (2x)
G D/F# Em
‘cause I’m a word that’s big and long that nobody can spell
Am
and once a time I find I knew the meaning well
C
but definitions mean between two hearts collaborating
D7 G
there’s no use to keep on waiting when you don’t define me how I do
C D Em D G
Ah (3x)
Seven Stories Up
Seven Summers
Seven White Rose (...)
Seven Wiser
Sevenchords