Biografía:
En marzo de 1977, Pipo Lernoud escribió lo siguiente, en la revista Expreso Imaginario:
Suponte que hay un grupo que tiene editados más de quince álbumes, que introdujo las letras psicodélicas antes que Pink Floyd, los temas armados en varios estilos antes que Yes y King Crimson y la mística y la ecología hace más de diez años, cuando todavía todo el mundo cantaba 'nena, nena'. Suponte que Dylan, Townshend, Page y muchos otros han declarado
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Otras canciones:
- A Very Cellular Song
- Air
- Blues For The Muse
- Chinese White
- Cousin Caterpillar
- Dear Old Battlefield
- Ducks On A Pond
- Empty Pocket Blues
- Everythings Fine Right Now
- Greatest Friend
- Jobs Tears
- Koeeoaddi There
- Little Cloud
- Log Cabin Home In The Sky
- Long Time Sun
- Lordly Nightshade
- Minotaurs Song
- No Sleep Blues
- October Song
- Painting Box
- Smoke Shovelling Song
- The Hedgehogs Song
- There Is A Green Crown
- Turquoise Blue
- Way Back In The 1960S
- When You Find Out Who You Are
- Witchs Hat
- Worlds They Rise And Fall
- You Get Brighter
- You Know What You Could Be
¡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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Painting Box - Incredible String Band
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Tabbed by:Travis
Email:[email protected]
Tuning:standard
INTRO:
there are several guitars playing, but this is the main riff...
D7 G D7 G
e|--------0--3-----3-3----------0--3----3------------------------------------|
B|-0-1--3------3---------0-1--3------3---------------------------------------|
G|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
D|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
A|-----------------------------------------3-2-3-2---------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
Em C G C
When the morning of your eyes comes waking through my shadows
Em C D7 G
Leaving just a trace of twilight sleep,
Em C G C
I whisper to the baby raindrops playing on my window,
Em C G D7 G
And tell them gently this is not the time that they should weep.
CHORUS:
D7 G
For somewhere in my mind there is a painting box,
D7 G
I have every color there it's true.
D7 G
Just lately when I look inside my painting box,
D7 G
I seem to pick the colors of you.
Em C G C
My Friday evening's foot-steps plodding dully through this black town,
Em C D7 G
Are far away now from the world that I'm in.
Em C G C
My eyes are listening to some sounds that I think just might be springtime,
Em C G D7 G
With daffo-dils between my toes I'm laughing at their whim,
CHORUS
Em C G C
The purple sail above me catches all the strength of summer.
Em C D7 G
Fishes stop and ask me where I am bound.
Em C G C
I smile and shake my head and say my little ship is sinking,
Em C G D7 G
But I kind of like the sea that I'm on, and I don't mind if I do drown.
CHORUS
Painting Box - Incredible String Band
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Tabbed by:Travis
Email:[email protected]
Tuning:standard
INTRO:
there are several guitars playing, but this is the main riff...
D7 G D7 G
e|--------0--3-----3-3----------0--3----3------------------------------------|
B|-0-1--3------3---------0-1--3------3---------------------------------------|
G|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
D|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
A|-----------------------------------------3-2-3-2---------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
Em C G C
When the morning of your eyes comes waking through my shadows
Em C D7 G
Leaving just a trace of twilight sleep,
Em C G C
I whisper to the baby raindrops playing on my window,
Em C G D7 G
And tell them gently this is not the time that they should weep.
CHORUS:
D7 G
For somewhere in my mind there is a painting box,
D7 G
I have every color there it's true.
D7 G
Just lately when I look inside my painting box,
D7 G
I seem to pick the colors of you.
Em C G C
My Friday evening's foot-steps plodding dully through this black town,
Em C D7 G
Are far away now from the world that I'm in.
Em C G C
My eyes are listening to some sounds that I think just might be springtime,
Em C G D7 G
With daffo-dils between my toes I'm laughing at their whim,
CHORUS
Em C G C
The purple sail above me catches all the strength of summer.
Em C D7 G
Fishes stop and ask me where I am bound.
Em C G C
I smile and shake my head and say my little ship is sinking,
Em C G D7 G
But I kind of like the sea that I'm on, and I don't mind if I do drown.
CHORUS
The Insane
The Inspector Cl (...)
The Inspirations (...)
The Insyderz
The Internationa (...)