Biografía:
Mischief Brew was an anarchist folk-punk band. A wicked concoction by Erik Petersen – a musical feast falling somewhere between the categories of pirate punk, Celtic folk, gypsy swing, devilish jazz, American olde-tyme and country. It’s good music to stomp, kick, pogo, jitterbug, waltz, drink, twist and shout to – whether the performance is solo acoustic or with a backing band of accordion, drums, and mandolin.
Erik started making music at a young age
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Otras canciones:
- Coffee God And Cigarettes
- Lowly Carpenter
- A Liquor Never Brewed
- A Peasants Rebellion
- A Rebels Romance
- Aint It The Life
- All Our Comrades
- An Open Letter To The North American Continent
- Banks Of Marble
- Bury Me In Analog
- Buskers Wages
- Carried Away
- Departure Arrival
- Devil Of A Time
- Dirty Pennies
- Every Town Will Celebrate
- Fight Dirty
- Free Radical Radio Fever
- From The Rooftops
- Gratitude And Thanks
- Jobs In Steel Town
- Labor Day Massacre
- Liberty Unmasked
- Nevada City Serenade
- Nomads Revolt
- O Pennsyltucky
- Oh Sweet Misery
- Old Tyme Memry
- On The Sly
- Paris Warlike
- Punx Win
- Ramblers Ghost
- Roll Me Through The Gates Of Hell
- Save A City
- Slow Death Hymn
- Smash Potwatching
- Stuffs Weird
- The Ballad Of The Cloth
- The Barrel
- The Drunk Of Three Nights
- The Midnight Special
- The Reinvention Of The Printing Press
- Watching Scotty Die
- Weapons
- What Reason Have They To Dance
- When It Rains
¡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!
I didn't see a tab for this amazing song so i decided to try this myself. This
works well in E or G flat.
G Am
Beware the tides are rising
C D
In the city of brotherly love
G Am
The blood red lights were flashin'
C D
As the cellars rose up in a flood
Em D Am C
And when they drag you from the depths of mud
Em C D
They beat you when you were down
C
Then they tossed ya in jail for a hundred years
D G
Save a city burn it down
G Am C D G
That'S what they said as they tore your home to the ground
Next verse has the same chord progression.
And when I was seven in surburban heaven,
the teachers and elders and police...
they'd cover my ears so I wouldn't hear
the gunshots soar through those city streets.
And if anyone questioned the liberty bomb,
or why the timers were even wound,
a scolding they'd earn, and so we soon learned:
to save a city, you burn it down.
And that's what they said
as they burned their
homes to the ground.
G Em G Em
So many people, so many lives
G C Am D
So many kept silent so they may survive
G Em G Em
Respect slaughtering cops and politicians they lawed
G Em C Am D
Or these gavels will crush down your home and you'll be expected to applaud
Then the chords go back to how they were in the begining.
So the crime was a trip to the market.
The sentence, a lifetime of hurt,
as she saw through tears,
her home of thirty of years
reduced to rubble and dirt.
And she cursed those who would approach her
and hold papers up to her face, and say,
"You should feel blessed you live in the U.S.
and not some other hellish place"
So take heed if you live in the city
in a part where the tourists wont's tread.
And beware if you maintain resistance
and choose not to be on of the led.
And if you're out in suburban gardens,
don't let them plant lies deep in your head,
'cause you too could come home to no home
or to find your family dead.
'Cause they've got this dream of a city
where no community unity can be found.
So stand up and save your neighbor hood.
Fuck the city, burn it down(x3)
works well in E or G flat.
G Am
Beware the tides are rising
C D
In the city of brotherly love
G Am
The blood red lights were flashin'
C D
As the cellars rose up in a flood
Em D Am C
And when they drag you from the depths of mud
Em C D
They beat you when you were down
C
Then they tossed ya in jail for a hundred years
D G
Save a city burn it down
G Am C D G
That'S what they said as they tore your home to the ground
Next verse has the same chord progression.
And when I was seven in surburban heaven,
the teachers and elders and police...
they'd cover my ears so I wouldn't hear
the gunshots soar through those city streets.
And if anyone questioned the liberty bomb,
or why the timers were even wound,
a scolding they'd earn, and so we soon learned:
to save a city, you burn it down.
And that's what they said
as they burned their
homes to the ground.
G Em G Em
So many people, so many lives
G C Am D
So many kept silent so they may survive
G Em G Em
Respect slaughtering cops and politicians they lawed
G Em C Am D
Or these gavels will crush down your home and you'll be expected to applaud
Then the chords go back to how they were in the begining.
So the crime was a trip to the market.
The sentence, a lifetime of hurt,
as she saw through tears,
her home of thirty of years
reduced to rubble and dirt.
And she cursed those who would approach her
and hold papers up to her face, and say,
"You should feel blessed you live in the U.S.
and not some other hellish place"
So take heed if you live in the city
in a part where the tourists wont's tread.
And beware if you maintain resistance
and choose not to be on of the led.
And if you're out in suburban gardens,
don't let them plant lies deep in your head,
'cause you too could come home to no home
or to find your family dead.
'Cause they've got this dream of a city
where no community unity can be found.
So stand up and save your neighbor hood.
Fuck the city, burn it down(x3)
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