Desde Sheffield nos llega la nueva sensación del teen punk: Bromheads Jacket, trío compuesto por Tim Hampton (guitarra y voz), Jono West (bajo y voz) y Dan Potter (batería). Como sus vecinos Arctic Monkeys, con sus historias costumbristas colorean viñetas pop que bebe, a morro, tanto del garage como del rollo mod (su cantante tiene cierto parecido con un joven Paul Weller). Después de telonear a The Strokes, tocar en el SXSW tejano, hacer una versión de 'When You Wasn't Famous' de The Streets y publicar un puñado de aclamados singles
¡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!
Bromheads Jaket - Trip To The Golden Arches Tabbed by pierre-yves thevenet, suggestions, comments, insults, death threats @ this [email protected]
Intro - AG (DC) x3 C#C then e -------------------------------------| B -------------------------------------| G -------------------------------------| D -7-----5-5-5-------------------------| A -7-5-7-------7-5-4-4-4-4-4-4-3-3-3---| E -5-----------------------------------|
(all power chords) all G on the 10th fret all E on the 7th fret
A Cos all the cars are slowing up G And now the lights are going red C# And all these stupid little thoughts C start swimming through my head AG The girl in front's doing her lippy in the mirror there C#C A wide boy cruises up and he stops just to have a stare AG Meanwhile the girl behind him's had enough and starts to beep C#C Sticks her finger out the window and starts shouting things AG On the other side of the road two cars have had a prang C# And in the middle of all this C I'm just trying to stay calm
C#C
[Chorus] AC# Cos who'd have thought you could have so much fun F# Staring at two red lights E Wishing that you had a gun AC# Oh it wasn't supposed to turn out like this F# I only popped out for a banana milkshake ED And a supersized pack of chips D It wasn't supposed to turn out like this
AGDC x2
Cos now my back's really starting to ache Yeah my eyes are getting heavy and I can't stay awake The DJ on the radio's really starting to vex me And if nobhead gets any closer then he's gonna scratch me Cos I can feel the pressure rising, like that film, falling down The light's are green brainchild, what you waiting for? Cruising around in your X5 Jeep with your 20" rims And your cream leather seats With your starbucks in one hand and your 6310 in the other Whats your problem, you stupid mother?
C#C
[Chorus]
[solo] e -----------------|----------|----------| B --------8-8-8----|----------|----------| G -------------9-7-|----------|--8~-7~---| D -7---------------|--x3 then-|----------| A -7---------------|----------|----------| E -5-x8------------|----------|----------|
[break] A Cos now my blood pressures up and my eyes have gone red I've got rage on the brain, I need to get myself set There's a policeman on the corner I think he's seen me on the phone What's that? 3 points, 60 quid! I should have stayed at home
[Chorus] (played slowly with full chords at the top of the neck, i.e: A C#m F#m E and D)