Stockton CA, Estados Unidos (1989 – 1999, 2010 –) Pavement se formó en 1989 como un proyecto de los guitarristas y vocalistas Stephen Malkmus y Scott Kannberg. Sus primeros EP’s tuvieron un estilo lo-fi (Slay Tracks (1933-1969), Demolition Plot J-7, and Perfect Sound Forever) y fueron grabados en «Louder Than You Think», el estudio del que sería el nuevo miembro, el excéntrico Gary Young (batería). La influencia más evidente en esta primera
¡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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A shady lane -- everybody wants one A shady lane -- everybody needs one Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god Oh my god, oh your god, oh his god, oh her god It's everybody's god, it's everybody's god, it's everybody's god, it's everybody's god The worlds collide, but all that I want is a shady lane.