Biografía:
Grupo de Filadelfia, Pensilvania, dentro de la onda Indie Rock, pero con un estilo duro, muy interesante por su contundencia.
La escritura del nombre de la banda es mewithoutYou, la mayúscula en You se refiere a Dios. Sus miembros son Aaron Weiss (voz, guitarra acústica, acordeón, trompeta, teclados), Michael Weiss (guitarra, teclado, voz), Greg Jehanian (bajo, guitarra, v) y Richard Mazzotta (batería). Empezó como una banda alterna, pues los hermanos Weiss tenían una banda llamada The Operation.
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Otras canciones:
- A Stick A Carrot A String
- Brownish Spider
- Bullet To Binary
- Cardiff Giant
- Cattail Down
- Fiji Mermaid
- In A Sweater Poorly Knit
- Messes Of Men
- Nine Stories
- Orange Spider
- Paper Hanger
- The Angel Of Death To David's Room
- The Fox The Crow And The Cookie
- The King Beetle On A Coconut Estate
- Timothy Hay
- Yellow Spider
- Allah Allah Allah
- August 6Th
- Bears Vision Of St Agnes
- Bethlehem Wv
- Blue Hen
- Break On Through To The Other Side Pt Two
- Bullet To Binary Part 2
- Chapelcross Towns
- Cleos Ferry Cemetery
- Disaster Tourism
- Dorothy
- Elephant In The Dock
- Every Thought A Thought Of You
- Four Fires
- Goodbye I
- In A Sweater Poorely Knit
- In Bloom
- Julian The Onion
- Kristy W The Sparkling Teeth
- Lilac Queen
- Magic Lantern Days
- Mexican War Streets
- More Grist For The Malady Mill
- New Wine New Skins
- Pale Horses
- Rainbow Signs
- Son Of A Widow
- Spider Trilogy
- The Angel Of Death Came To Davids Room
- Watermelon Ascot
- Winter Solstice
¡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!
E E
On a cold December just before dawn
E E A# (repeat)
As the sun said Hello to the sky
The Mantis prayed while the Lamellicorn
Tunneled and rolled in a threadbare tie
While the Holland Lops in the Karakung Glades
Indignantly thump their feet and hop away
When they cut their noses on the sharp-tipped blades
Which the grass doesn't mind in the least
And there's a heat-pat waiting in the chicken-wire hutch
Where the does from the Netherlands stay
But that dry alfalfa don't taste like much
And we're tired of the timothy hay
E E E E A# E (x2)
E E E E A#
E E E E A#
E E
I touched her back she was lying facedown
E E A# E
As the dew turned to frost around her eyes
E E
Me and Sister Margaret on the Pentagon lawn
E E A# E (repeat)
Arrested our wrists in a plastic tie
While the rats by the tracks on these winter days
Seeking shelter from the cold make a nest
From the tracts of our various ways
They can save their immortal
C#m
souls
C#m C#m
A# E
C#m A#
Oh no timothy hay no more timothy hay etc
repeat progression from the second stanza
On a cold December just after dusk
As the sun bids its cordial goodbyes
We'll be split to pieces like an apple seed husk
To reveal the tree that's been hidden inside
Which sapling called in a tattered sarong
As the seeds from the Shepherd's Purse fell
Broke the news to Mom
We found a better Mom we call 'God '
Which she took quite well
Singing what a beautiful God there must be
(End on E chord)
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