Biografia:
Low consiste de um trio de indie rock americano, mas especificamente de Duluth, no Minnesota. O grupo foi formado em 1993, por Alan Sparhawk (guitarra and vocais), Mimi Parker (bateria e vocais) e o baixista original John Nichols (baixo). Zak Sally substituiu Nichols após o primeiro album e turnê da banda. Em 2005, Sally saiu da banda; Matt Livingston o substituiu em seguida, criando a formação atual de Sparhawk, Parker e Livingston.
Sua música é comumente descrita como sendo "slowcore"
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Outras músicas:
- Especially Me
- Amethyst
- California
- Closer
- Days Of
- Death Of A Salesman
- Dinosaur Act
- Do You Know How To Waltz
- Dragonfly
- Embrace
- Fear
- Gentle
- Hatchet
- I Hear Goodnight
- If You Were Born Today Song For Little Baby Jesus
- In Metal
- In Silence
- In The Drugs
- Into You
- Just Like Christmas
- Just Make It Stop
- Landslide
- Like A Forest
- Lion Lamb
- Monkey
- No End
- Nothing But Heart
- Plastic Cup
- Point Of Disgust
- Sandinista
- Sea
- See
- Silver Rider
- Slide
- Somethings Turning Over
- Spanish Translation
- The Innocents
- The Violent Past
- Tomorrow One
- Try To Sleep
- Waiting
- Weight Of Water
- What Part Of Me
- When I Go Deaf
- Words
- You See Everything
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!
A Em D
well you could always count on your friends to get you high
that's right
and you could always count on the 'rents to get you by
you could fly
and now they make you piss into a plastic cup
and give it up
the cup will probably be here long after we're gone
what's wrong
they'll probably dig it up a thousand years from now
and how
they'll probably wonder what the hell we used it for
and more
this must be the cup the king held every night
as he cried
Break A G
A Em D
well maybe you should go out and write your own damn song
and move on
well you could always count on your friends to get you high
that's right
and you could always count on the 'rents to get you by
you could fly
and now they make you piss into a plastic cup
and give it up
the cup will probably be here long after we're gone
what's wrong
they'll probably dig it up a thousand years from now
and how
they'll probably wonder what the hell we used it for
and more
this must be the cup the king held every night
as he cried
Break A G
A Em D
well maybe you should go out and write your own damn song
and move on
Lsp
Lsuussse
LÚa
Lúa Never (...)
Luan Santana