Biografia:
The Good Life surgiu para que Tim Kasher pudesse utilizar letras de músicas com uma abordagem diferente de seus outros projetos (Cursive), mas não demorou muito para que seu projeto solo se tornasse uma banda.
Com o tempo, o som da banda evoluiu e foi ficando mais refinado. Desde seu primeiro álbum, Novena on a Nocturne, um tanto pop; passando pelo álbum lançado em 2002, Black Out, com seus refrões inconfundíveis; até as músicas pra cantar junto do recente Lovers Need Lawyers EP.
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Outras músicas:
- Early Out The Gate
- Some Bullshit Escape
- A Dim Entrance
- A Little Bit More
- A New Friend
- After Orourkes 210Am
- Album Of The Year
- An Acquaintance Strikes A Chord
- Black Out
- Dont Make Love So Hard
- Drinking With The Girls
- Empty Bed
- Entertainer
- For The Love Of The Song
- Friction
- Heartbroke
- Honeymoon
- Inmates
- Keely Aimee
- Leaving Omaha
- Lovers Need Lawyers
- Needy
- New Denial
- Night And Day
- Notes In His Pockets
- Off The Beaten Path
- Orourkes 120 Am
- Some Tragedy
- The Competition
- The Moon Red Handed
- Thirty
- Twenty Two
- Under A Honeymoon
- You Dont Feel Like Coming Home To Me
- Your Birthday Present
- Youre No Fool
- Youre Not You
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 was just trying to figure out this amazing song and I figure I'd contribute my
so others can enjoy.
The strumming is done by picking down on a bass note then strumming up on the bottom
then picking down on the next bass note and then up again on the bottom strings.
For the F - F7 parts I use an open chord and switch between:
1--- 0---|
1--- 1---|
-2-- -2--|
--3- --3-|
---- ----|
---- ----|
I don't think the other chords matter.
Intro
F F7
Bbm Dm
I know a girl with cuts on her legs.
A A#
I think that she hates the way she was made,
A A#
but we never spoke of why they were there,
Dm A#
I just squeezed them and kissed them
F C F F7
‘til we both felt a bit better.
Bbm Dm
And now I’ve returned to the town where she dwells;
A A#
that small lonely cabin her grandfather built,
A A#
I suppose that’s where she’s imprisoned herself,
Dm A# F C
to write all those words she’s too scared to tell –
Dm A# F C F F7
those sad, short stories of a girl curled up in her shell.
Dm A F C
Night and day she tends to the bar.
F F7 A# F
She pours the drinks, they pour out their hearts.
Dm A F C
All that sorrow and al-co-hol
F F7
weighs hard on her thoughts,
Bbm
so she writes them down….
Bbm F F7
she loves them all.
Bbm
And when we’d make love
Dm
she’d stare in my eyes….
A A#
I swore we had met a thousand times.
A A#
Thousands of lives, thousands of nights….
Dm A# F C
She’d written within a thousand lines.
(pause)
Dm A F C
Night and day she tends to her bar.
F F7 A# F
She pours me a drink for my thirsty heart.
Dm A F C
All my sorrow’s in al-co-hol…
F F7 Bbm
she holds up the cup to my parched lips
F F7
for a kiss.
so others can enjoy.
The strumming is done by picking down on a bass note then strumming up on the bottom
then picking down on the next bass note and then up again on the bottom strings.
For the F - F7 parts I use an open chord and switch between:
1--- 0---|
1--- 1---|
-2-- -2--|
--3- --3-|
---- ----|
---- ----|
I don't think the other chords matter.
Intro
F F7
Bbm Dm
I know a girl with cuts on her legs.
A A#
I think that she hates the way she was made,
A A#
but we never spoke of why they were there,
Dm A#
I just squeezed them and kissed them
F C F F7
‘til we both felt a bit better.
Bbm Dm
And now I’ve returned to the town where she dwells;
A A#
that small lonely cabin her grandfather built,
A A#
I suppose that’s where she’s imprisoned herself,
Dm A# F C
to write all those words she’s too scared to tell –
Dm A# F C F F7
those sad, short stories of a girl curled up in her shell.
Dm A F C
Night and day she tends to the bar.
F F7 A# F
She pours the drinks, they pour out their hearts.
Dm A F C
All that sorrow and al-co-hol
F F7
weighs hard on her thoughts,
Bbm
so she writes them down….
Bbm F F7
she loves them all.
Bbm
And when we’d make love
Dm
she’d stare in my eyes….
A A#
I swore we had met a thousand times.
A A#
Thousands of lives, thousands of nights….
Dm A# F C
She’d written within a thousand lines.
(pause)
Dm A F C
Night and day she tends to her bar.
F F7 A# F
She pours me a drink for my thirsty heart.
Dm A F C
All my sorrow’s in al-co-hol…
F F7 Bbm
she holds up the cup to my parched lips
F F7
for a kiss.
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