Banda norte-americana formada em 1965 em San Francisco - capital do movimento hippie - que ficou famosa pelo seu estilo único porém, eclético. Suas composições envolviam elementos do rock, folk, bluegrass, blues, country, psicodélico e jazz.
A banda se apresentava em longos shows repletos de improvisação. 'A música deles alcança níveis que a maioria dos outros grupos sequer sabiam da existência.', escreveu Lenny Kaye, guitarrista de Patti Smith.
Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
I have been looking everywhere for the chords to this song... I finally stumbled onto this website: http://www.rukind.org so these chords are not by me, but by whoever posted them on that site... thought I'd share them with anybody else who was looking. [p.s. if anybody knows how to play the slide part, please email me! ([email protected])] cheers!
Pride of Cucamonga From The Mars Hotel
(Lesh/Peterson)
AE Out on the edge of an empty highway, BE Howling at the blood on the moon, AE Big diesel Mack truck rolling down my way, BAEAE Can't hit that border too soon.
AE Running hard out of Muskrat Flats, BE It was sixty days or double life, AE Hail on my back like a shotgun blast, BA High wind chimes in the night.
DGC Oh, oh the Pride of Cucamonga, DGC Oh, oh bitter olives in the sun, DC Oh, oh I had me some lovin', GAEAE And I done some time.
Since I came down from Oregon, there's a Lesson or two I've learned By standing in the road alone, Standing watching the fires burn.
The northern sky it stinks with greed, You can smell it heavy for miles around, Good ole boys in the Greystone Hotel, Sitting doing that git on down.
Oh, oh the Pride of Cucamonga, Oh, oh silver apples in the sun, Oh, oh I had me some lovin', And I done some time.
I see your silver shining town, But I know I can't go there Your streets run deep with poisoned wine, Your doorways crawl with fear.
So I think I'll drift for ol' where it's at, Where the weed grows green and fine And wrap myself around a bush of that bright, Whoa, on Oaxaca vine.
Yes, it's me, I'm the Pride of Cucamonga, I can see golden forests in the sun. Oh, oh I had me some lovin', DA And I done some time. GDA And I done some time. GDAGBmEAE And I done some time.