Biografia:
The Hold Steady é uma banda de rock baseada no Brooklyn, Nova Iorque, embora quatro dos seus cinco membros terem morado em Minneapolis e suas raízes nas cidades gêmeas (Minneapolis e Saint Paul) sejam constantemente mencionadas nas letras do grupo.
The Hold Steady foi criado depois do fim do Lifter Puller, banda de indie rock da qual participavam Craig Finn (voz, guitarra) e Tad Kubler (guitarra). Seu primeiro álbum, "The Hold Steady Almost Killed Me" (2004), foi bem recepcionado pela crítica, mas não teve grande impacto no público.
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Outras músicas:
- 212 Margarita
- A Slight Discomfort
- Cattle And The Creeping Things
- Cheyenne Sunrise
- Chill Out Tent
- Chillout Tent
- Constructive Summer
- Dont Let Me Explode
- Entitlement Crew
- Esther
- First Night
- Hot Soft Light
- Lord Im Discouraged
- Magazines
- Modestos Not That Sweet
- Most People Are Djs
- Party Pit
- Southtown Girls
- Stay Positive
- Stuck Between Stations
- T
- The Bear And The Maiden Fair
- The Weekenders
- We Can Get Together
- Yeah Sapphire
- You Can Make Him Like You
- Your Little Hoodrat Friend
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Stuck Between Stations
The Hold Steady
chords: [email protected]
G D G D G D A
There are nights when I think Sal Paradise was right.
Boys and Girls in America have such a sad time together.
Sucking off each other at the demonstrations making sure their makeup’s straight
Crushing one another with colossal expectations dependent, undisciplined, and sleeping late.
A A/B A/C# D D/Em D/F# G D/F# A
She was a really cool kisser and she wasn’t all that strict of a Christian.
She was a damn good dancer but she wasn’t all that great of a girlfriend.
She likes the warm feeling but she’s tired of all the dehydration.
Most nights are crystal clear but tonight it’s like it’s stuck between stations
On the radio
The devil and John Berryman took a walk together.
They ended up on Washington talking to the river.
He said “I’ve surrounded myself with doctors and deep thinkers. But big heads
with soft bodies make for lousy lovers.”
There was that night that we thought John Berryman could fly.
But he didn’t so he died.
She said “You’re pretty good with words but words won’t save your life.” and they
didn’t so he died.
He was drunk and exhausted but he was critically acclaimed and respected.
He loved the Golden Gophers but he hated all the drawn out winters.
He likes the warm feeling but he’s tired of all the dehydration
Most nights were kind of fuzzy but that last night he had total retention.
G D/F# A
These Twin Cities kisses
Sound like clicks and hisses.
We all tumbled down and
Drowned in the Mississippi River.
Piano solo: A/C# D D/F# E/Ab A A D E
A/C# D D/F# E/Ab A A F#m D G D
We drink, we dry up then we crumble to dust
We get wet we corrode we get covered in rust
Chorus
The Hold Steady
chords: [email protected]
G D G D G D A
There are nights when I think Sal Paradise was right.
Boys and Girls in America have such a sad time together.
Sucking off each other at the demonstrations making sure their makeup’s straight
Crushing one another with colossal expectations dependent, undisciplined, and sleeping late.
A A/B A/C# D D/Em D/F# G D/F# A
She was a really cool kisser and she wasn’t all that strict of a Christian.
She was a damn good dancer but she wasn’t all that great of a girlfriend.
She likes the warm feeling but she’s tired of all the dehydration.
Most nights are crystal clear but tonight it’s like it’s stuck between stations
On the radio
The devil and John Berryman took a walk together.
They ended up on Washington talking to the river.
He said “I’ve surrounded myself with doctors and deep thinkers. But big heads
with soft bodies make for lousy lovers.”
There was that night that we thought John Berryman could fly.
But he didn’t so he died.
She said “You’re pretty good with words but words won’t save your life.” and they
didn’t so he died.
He was drunk and exhausted but he was critically acclaimed and respected.
He loved the Golden Gophers but he hated all the drawn out winters.
He likes the warm feeling but he’s tired of all the dehydration
Most nights were kind of fuzzy but that last night he had total retention.
G D/F# A
These Twin Cities kisses
Sound like clicks and hisses.
We all tumbled down and
Drowned in the Mississippi River.
Piano solo: A/C# D D/F# E/Ab A A D E
A/C# D D/F# E/Ab A A F#m D G D
We drink, we dry up then we crumble to dust
We get wet we corrode we get covered in rust
Chorus
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