Biografía:
The Fiery Furnaces son una banda de indie rock formada en Brooklyn, New York, en 2000. La integran los hermanos Matthew y Eleanor Friedberger, que crecieron en Oak Park, Illinois, cerca de Chicago.
Firmaron con Rough Trade (sello discográfico) en 2002, grabando su álbum de debut Gallowsbird's Bark el mismo año. Este álbum recibio buenas criticas gracias a sus letras originales e inteligentes.
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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!
Song: Slavin' Away
Band: The Fiery Furnaces
Album: Rehearsing My Choir
Tabbed by: Adam B.
E-mail: [email protected]
Note: This is one of my favorite songs, so I decided to tab it out.
Nothing special, just two different chord progressions throughout
the whole song. I didn't bother with the weird bass lines.
ENJOY!!!
SLAVIN’ AWAY
Am C
Slavin’ away, all for you my love,
F
and I’ve nothing to show for it
Am
‘cept my dusty old book full of pictures.
Am C
Dusty old book, tell me a story
F
‘bout how I wasn’t so tired
Am
from all my slavin’ away.
Then play this chord progression a few times
(listen to the song and it will make sense):
A, F#, D, E, A, F, E, A
*Weird bass line*
Am
I ran off,
C
put on corduroy knickers that I got from the coal shoveling kid
F
and hitch-hiked in a rickety old Ford,
Am
hitch-hiked in a rattley old Norton side-car
Am C
“down strange roads, in the purring rain”, as the poet put it,
F
on up to St. Paul
Am
on a cold day in the middle of the fall.
And they picked me up
for not wearing a dress
and suspended my sentence
if I wore something with a strap that was pink
and I scrubbed up good on somebody’s sink.
So now I’ll catch the Canadian Pacific and not be too specific,
to somewhere up north,
and get into lumber and slumber when I like
and in the spring ride down into Cheyenne on my bike.
**HAPPY PART**
A, F#, D, E, A, F, E, A
**Weird bass line stuff**
Then play the same "Slavin Away" chord progression (Am, C, F, Am) for the
spoken word, and up until the happy part and you play this:
Instrumental (happy part): A, F#, D, E, A, F, E, A
Crazy dramatic part: Am, C, F, Am
A F#
I could see her, looking in the mirror at me
D E A
wondering if it wasn’t plain for everyone t’see–
F E A
nothing ever seemed to turn out how it might be.
***continue playing same chord progression until the grandma starts talking***
Band: The Fiery Furnaces
Album: Rehearsing My Choir
Tabbed by: Adam B.
E-mail: [email protected]
Note: This is one of my favorite songs, so I decided to tab it out.
Nothing special, just two different chord progressions throughout
the whole song. I didn't bother with the weird bass lines.
ENJOY!!!
SLAVIN’ AWAY
Am C
Slavin’ away, all for you my love,
F
and I’ve nothing to show for it
Am
‘cept my dusty old book full of pictures.
Am C
Dusty old book, tell me a story
F
‘bout how I wasn’t so tired
Am
from all my slavin’ away.
Then play this chord progression a few times
(listen to the song and it will make sense):
A, F#, D, E, A, F, E, A
*Weird bass line*
Am
I ran off,
C
put on corduroy knickers that I got from the coal shoveling kid
F
and hitch-hiked in a rickety old Ford,
Am
hitch-hiked in a rattley old Norton side-car
Am C
“down strange roads, in the purring rain”, as the poet put it,
F
on up to St. Paul
Am
on a cold day in the middle of the fall.
And they picked me up
for not wearing a dress
and suspended my sentence
if I wore something with a strap that was pink
and I scrubbed up good on somebody’s sink.
So now I’ll catch the Canadian Pacific and not be too specific,
to somewhere up north,
and get into lumber and slumber when I like
and in the spring ride down into Cheyenne on my bike.
**HAPPY PART**
A, F#, D, E, A, F, E, A
**Weird bass line stuff**
Then play the same "Slavin Away" chord progression (Am, C, F, Am) for the
spoken word, and up until the happy part and you play this:
Instrumental (happy part): A, F#, D, E, A, F, E, A
Crazy dramatic part: Am, C, F, Am
A F#
I could see her, looking in the mirror at me
D E A
wondering if it wasn’t plain for everyone t’see–
F E A
nothing ever seemed to turn out how it might be.
***continue playing same chord progression until the grandma starts talking***
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