Biografia:
Considerada a pioneira do estilo progressivo, o Procol Harum difere da maioria das bandas de músicas progressivas dos anos setenta por causa do forte componente de blues, presente no som deles, que está em grande parte na voz e piano do líder Gary Brooker. Juntando, com o órgão de Matthew Fisher's e o violão de Robin Trower combinariam para um som sem igual.
Em várias formações, a banda continua até os dias atuais.
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Outras músicas:
- A Whiter Shade Of Pale
- A Rum Tale
- A Salty Dog
- A Souvenir Of London
- About To Die
- An Old English Dream
- As Strong As Samson
- Beyond The Pale
- Boredom
- Branyard Story
- Bringing Home
- Cerdes
- Christmas Camel
- Conquistador
- Crucifiction Lane
- Dead Mans Dream
- Devil Came From Kansas
- Fires Which Burnt Brightly
- For Liquorice John
- Good Captain Clack
- Grand Hotel
- Homburg
- Kaleidoscope
- Long Gone Geek
- Magdalene My Regal Zonophone
- Neighbour
- Nothing But The Truth
- Nothing That I Didnt Know
- Piggy Pig Pig
- Pilgrims Progress
- Quite Rightly So
- Salad Days
- Shadow Boxed
- She Wandered Through
- Skip Softly My Moonbeams
- Soldier
- Something Following Me
- Still There Be More
- Sunday Morning
- The Idol
- The Only One
- The Truth Wont Fade Away
- Too Much Between Us
- Tv Ceasar
- Wee Small Hours
- Whaling Stories
- Wish Me Well
- Your Own Choice
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!
02 Dead man's dream From "Home" composed by Brooker-Reid
intro:
Dm E7 Cm Ebm D D7
Bbm F Fm Eb
As I lay down dying, a floor for my bed
Bbm F Fm Eb Cm7
And a bundle of newspaper under my head
Ebm7 B Ab7 Cm/G
I dreamed a dream, as strange as could be
Cdim Bbm/Db C Fm bass: F E F G
Concerning myself, and somebody like me
Ab Eb Ab Gm Eb,Bb/D,Dbdim
Bbm F Fm Eb
We were in some city, the stranger and me
Bbm F Fm Eb Cm7 Ebm
The houses were open, and the streets empty
B /A Ab Cm
The windows were bare, and the pavements dirty
F#o Bbm C7 Fm (Bass F,E,F,G)
I asked where I was; my companion ignored me
Ab F/A Bbm
Bbm F#m7/A
We entered a graveyard and searched for a tombstone
E/G# F#m
The graves were disturbed, and the coffins wide open
E Bm/D
And the corpses were rotten, yet each one was living
C#m Bm A G F#5
Their eyes were alive with maggots crawling
Bbm F#m7/A
I cried out in fear, but my voice had left me
E/G# F#m
My legs were deformed, yet I moved quite freely
E bass(E,F#,G#,A,B,C#) Bm/D E
My head was on fire, yet my hands were icy
Bass:E,F#,G,A,E,F#,G,A
C#m Bm
And everywhere light, yet darkness engulfed me
A G F#5
solo on: Dm E Cm D5
Bbm F Fm Eb
I managed to scream and woke from my slumber
Bbm F Fm Eb Cm7 Ebm7
I thought of my dream and lay there and wondered
B Ab Cm
Where had I been? What could it mean?
F#dim Bbm
It was dark in the deathroom
as I slithered under
061014 [email protected]
intro:
Dm E7 Cm Ebm D D7
Bbm F Fm Eb
As I lay down dying, a floor for my bed
Bbm F Fm Eb Cm7
And a bundle of newspaper under my head
Ebm7 B Ab7 Cm/G
I dreamed a dream, as strange as could be
Cdim Bbm/Db C Fm bass: F E F G
Concerning myself, and somebody like me
Ab Eb Ab Gm Eb,Bb/D,Dbdim
Bbm F Fm Eb
We were in some city, the stranger and me
Bbm F Fm Eb Cm7 Ebm
The houses were open, and the streets empty
B /A Ab Cm
The windows were bare, and the pavements dirty
F#o Bbm C7 Fm (Bass F,E,F,G)
I asked where I was; my companion ignored me
Ab F/A Bbm
Bbm F#m7/A
We entered a graveyard and searched for a tombstone
E/G# F#m
The graves were disturbed, and the coffins wide open
E Bm/D
And the corpses were rotten, yet each one was living
C#m Bm A G F#5
Their eyes were alive with maggots crawling
Bbm F#m7/A
I cried out in fear, but my voice had left me
E/G# F#m
My legs were deformed, yet I moved quite freely
E bass(E,F#,G#,A,B,C#) Bm/D E
My head was on fire, yet my hands were icy
Bass:E,F#,G,A,E,F#,G,A
C#m Bm
And everywhere light, yet darkness engulfed me
A G F#5
solo on: Dm E Cm D5
Bbm F Fm Eb
I managed to scream and woke from my slumber
Bbm F Fm Eb Cm7 Ebm7
I thought of my dream and lay there and wondered
B Ab Cm
Where had I been? What could it mean?
F#dim Bbm
It was dark in the deathroom
as I slithered under
061014 [email protected]
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