New Model Army tomaron el nombre prestado del Ejercito Revolucionario Ingles de Oliver Cromwell (1645)y desde 1980 han evolucionado y han tocado multitud de estilos, desde el post punk al indie rock o desde el gotic rock al Folk, un grupo nacido para crear música con mayúsculas y llenarla de mensajes tan humanitarios como poéticos.No hacen canciones, sino himnos, a base de post-punk, gothic-rock y folk-rock. Una mezcla explosiva que deriva en “The Hunt”
¡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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-------------------------------------------------------- Aimless Desire / New Model Army (Strange Brotherhood) -------------------------------------------------------- [Intro] |: GEm :| (guitar, effects)
[Bridge] | GEm | BbEm |
[Verse 1] G(III)EmBbEm I was working shift on the six o'clock, quiet in the pale dawn. G(III)Em Found a bird caught in the machinery - BbEm set it free and watched it go . . . G(III)EmBbC Quit the job that very day, and flew into the sky DEmD just following after this aimless desire, EmDEmDEmD the awful desire, the aimless desire, worthless desire...
[Verse 2] Now I've found causes and I've found families, but nothing ever lasts; I've known people I'd die for - if only they had asked. Where I'm from is not my home, and neither's where I'm bound; Just following after this aimless desire - worthless desire . . .
[Verse 3] So tonight, beneath the bridge where the fires burn, God . . . take the freedom back, deliver me from the aimless desire, the worthless desire . . . And chimera she waits, and I have still got this hole in me; still got this hole inside of me . . .