It's really weird to be playing chords again. Haven't played chords for a long time. I realised I haven't played chord changes since OK Computer and stuff like that.
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Eep Opp Ork Ah-ah
Transcribed by bryson meunier
Chords used:
Gm7 d7 e7
E---10-----10-----12------|
B---11-----10-----12------|
G---10-----11-----13------|
D---12-----10-----12------|
A---10-----12-----14------|
E----------10-----12------|
Strum the gm7 chord for the intro.
Gm7 / d7 e7
Eep opp ork ah-ah
Chord progression for chorus: d7-gm7-e7-d7-gm7
It sounds like a bass with fuzz during the verse. the equivalent on
Guitar is bb5 with a fuzz box.
Gm7(with chorus or something)
Come fly with me...
Guitar solo 1-
E----------------------------------------------------|
B-------------------------------------------10-10-x--|
G------7b-r-b-r--------------7b-r-7-----7-7----------|
D--7h9----------9-9-7-9--7-9--------9-9--------------|
A----------------------------------------------------|
E----------------------------------------------------|
E-----------------------------10h12--12--10---12p10--|
B-10-10---10-12-12-12-10-12------10--10--10------10--|
G----------------------------------------------------|
D----------------------------------------------------|
A----------------------------------------------------|
E----------------------------------------------------|
E-12--10---12-10-12-10-12-10-12\14-------------------|
B-10--10---10-10-10-10-10-10-10----------------------|
G----------------------------------------------------|
D----------------------------------------------------|
A----------------------------------------------------|
E----------------------------------------------------|
Fuzz bass solo(guitar plays chorus chord progression)
Guitar solo 2-
E--9--6---6---------6---9--6---6----------------6----|
B-----------9--6--9---------------9----6--6--6-----9-|
G-----------------------------------8----------------|
D----------------------------------------------------|
A----------------------------------------------------|
E----------------------------------------------------|
E----------------------------------------------------|
B-6--------------6-----------------------------------|
G----8--6---6--8----8--6-----------------------------|
D---------8---------------8--6-----------------------|
A-------------------------------8--6-----------------|
E-------------------------------------6--------------|
The same chords are played at the end but the tempo obviously changes. at
The very end the guitar is slowly moving up the neck and ending by speed
Picking around the 22nd fret on e.
song performed by by Violent Femmes
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Eep Opp Ork Ah-ah (Means I Love You)
Transcribed by bryson meunier
Chords used:
Gm7 d7 e7
E---10-----10-----12------|
B---11-----10-----12------|
G---10-----11-----13------|
D---12-----10-----12------|
A---10-----12-----14------|
E----------10-----12------|
Strum the gm7 chord for the intro.
Gm7/d7 e7
Eep opporkah-ah
Chord progression for chorus: d7-gm7-e7-d7-gm7
It sounds like a bass with fuzz during the verse. the equivalent on
Guitar is bb5 with a fuzz box.
Gm7(with chorus or something)
Come fly with me...
Guitar solo 1-
E----------------------------------------------------|
B-------------------------------------------10-10-x--|
G------7b-r-b-r--------------7b-r-7-----7-7----------|
D--7h9----------9-9-7-9--7-9--------9-9--------------|
A----------------------------------------------------|
E----------------------------------------------------|
E-----------------------------10h12--12--10---12p10--|
B-10-10---10-12-12-12-10-12------10--10--10------10--|
G----------------------------------------------------|
D----------------------------------------------------|
A----------------------------------------------------|
E----------------------------------------------------|
E-12--10---12-10-12-10-12-10-1214-------------------|
B-10--10---10-10-10-10-10-10-10----------------------|
G----------------------------------------------------|
D----------------------------------------------------|
A----------------------------------------------------|
E----------------------------------------------------|
Fuzz bass solo(guitar plays chorus chord progression)
Guitar solo 2-
E--9--6---6---------6---9--6---6----------------6----|
B-----------9--6--9---------------9----6--6--6-----9-|
G-----------------------------------8----------------|
D----------------------------------------------------|
A----------------------------------------------------|
E----------------------------------------------------|
E----------------------------------------------------|
B-6--------------6-----------------------------------|
G----8--6---6--8----8--6-----------------------------|
D---------8---------------8--6-----------------------|
A-------------------------------8--6-----------------|
E-------------------------------------6--------------|
The same chords are played at the end but the tempo obviously changes. at
The very end the guitar is slowly moving up the neck and ending by speed
Picking around the 22nd fret on e.
song performed by by Violent Femmes
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This band makes sure that we have whole sections of stuff that are free form so that they don't know what we are doing next, that is the fun part of playing. You are playing something that you haven't ever played before.
quote by John Entwistle
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I don't think I think when I play. I have a photographic memory for chords, and when I'm playing, the right chords appear in my mind like photographs long before I get to them.
quote by Earl Hines
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I Really Haven't Got The Time
(Mike Pinder)
You want me to ride
In your car outside
Spend some time with you
Just an hour or two
But I really,
I really haven't
I really haven't got the time
I really
I really haven't
I really haven't got the time
I really haven't got the time
I'm a busy man
Workin' when I can
I got no time to lend
I got no time, time to spend
Oh no, I really
I really haven't
I really haven't got the time
Oh no, I really
I really haven't
I really haven't got the time
I really haven't got the time
(Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)
Instrumental
I really
I really haven't
I really haven't got the time
Oh no, I really
I really haven't
I really haven't got the time
I really haven't got the time
Workin' nine 'til five
Got to stay alive (I've got to stay alive)
Find somebody who (Go find somebody who)
Got some time for you (Who's got the time for you)
But I really
No, no, no, no
I really haven't
I really haven't got the time
Oh no, I really
No, no, no, no
I really haven't
I really haven't got the time
I really haven't got the time
Really haven't got the time
(Really haven't got time)
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song performed by by Moody Blues
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I Haven't Forgotten
I haven't forgotten when I meet you first!
I haven't forgotten when I greet you last!
I haven't forgotten your pretty face!
I haven't forgotten your smile and grace!
I haven't forgotten how we started chatting!
I haven't forgotten when we started dating!
I haven't forgotten our last walk together!
I haven't forgotten how I became a loser!
I haven't forgotten how it became too late!
I haven't forgotten when I understood fate!
I haven't forgotten that summer's northwester!
I haven't forgotten and won't forget ever!
poem by Asif Andalib
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We haven't played that many of them because all our gear was over here waiting for us when we could get here. So we didn't get to rehearse any of the new stuff, so we have planned to play 3 or 4 new ones.
quote by Kerry King
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I've been playing swing chords for a long time.
quote by Suzy Bogguss
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The Oldest Game Played
The oldest game played,
Is coming to an end.
And those who have played it,
Are being exposed for perpetuating them.
Initiating disturbances,
And claiming to be victimized...
Is decreasing in its effectiveness.
People finally are opening their eyes.
The oldest game played,
Is coming to an end.
And those who have played it,
Are being exposed for perpetuating them.
They begin with pretense to befriend someone.
Like the smile of a demon,
To ensure its welcome.
And then to make claims...
Of something despicable the innocent one has done,
To then defame and assassinate good character...
With a perception that success,
Is soon to be won!
The oldest game played,
Is coming to an end.
And those who have played it,
Are being exposed for perpetuating them.
Those 'Woe is me I don't know what happened' facades...
Are being stripped away for what they are.
Those who deceive and lie,
With pity party invitations...
Have devastated friendships and relationships,
Behind masqueraded false faces.
The oldest game played,
Is coming to an end.
And those who have played it,
Are being exposed for perpetuating them.
'Why would they lie like that?
Deceive and create conflict? '
~What is it that you have they might perceive,
As a value to them? ~
'Well...
Nothing I haven't with them shared.'
~They did not want it shared!
They wanted it theirs.~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Here Again
Words and music by geddy lee and alex lifeson
I said I played this song
So many times before
That the melody keeps repeating
Growing new ideas
Flowing chords and notes
Like a mountain river bleeding
Well, I say as I look back
And all the thoughts Ive had
They reflect just what Im learning
Yes, you know that the hardest part
Yes, I say it is to stay on top
On top of a world forever churning
Well, you say you can laugh
But I can see that your eyes are glass
Well, do you see, cant you see, what Im feeling?
Yes, Ive seen your face before
Why, Ive seen it everywhere
Showing up to me without a scent revealing
Well, I said will it ever change?
Will it stay the same?
Id surely like to know before its over
Well, I said I played some
I said it wont be long
Wont be long before I stop and play it over
Oh, oh ive, Ive seen your face before
Is it ever gonna, ever gonna change again?
Oh, oh ive, Ive been in one place too long
Is it ever gonna, ever gonna change again?
song performed by by Rush
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Those three chords were part of my life - G, F, Bb - yeh, it is, it is, and I can't help noticing it. But there have been other things nearly as close to it which people haven't noticed, other things we have done.
quote by Ray Davies
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So, I just kind of played the way I played and then eventually we kind of figured out what worked best for the band. So, I definitely changed my stuff up and I think we're playing really tight now.
quote by Matt Cameron
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The Infinite Potential Of My Hands
Wailing on my tin plate guitar
I emitted reckless rebellion
In my smoke-filled basement
Embracing my punk influences
And playing slapdash power chords
Under cesspools of distortion
Finally...
I could express every emotion
In one sustained E chord
As it imploded into the future
poem by Michael Fischer
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There are too many books I haven't read, too many places I haven't seen, too many memories I haven't kept long enough.
quote by Irwin Shaw
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Wounded Soldier
I haven't got a name
I haven't got a name
No one even whispers in my ear
I may aswell be blind
Cos no one's ever looked in my eyes
And i don't really see the point in me been here
No ones ever held my hand
That i've felt love just from touch
No ones ever acknowledged me
Or liked me very much
I'm just a shadow
On the wall
Someone to get trampled on
And laughed at when they fall
I'm just a broken soul
An empty shell
How long have i got left?
How can you tell?
I haven't got a name
I haven't got a name
No one even whispers in my ear
poem by Lucy Vernezze
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The Weekend Blues Session
Three days and three nights
playing the guitar blues of life
my mind and body taken back
I can see
the old streets and the seats
where the blues players of old
used to meet
They'd sing of the pain
and the hate
and we'd respect what they
had to say
All these memories coming back
as we played for the times
when blues was our life
We played for the joy
we played for our minds
we played for our souls
we played until the monday morning blues
poem by Dave Alan Walker
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Musical Solution
A thought crept into my mind today
and stayed there much too long.
I could not rid myself of it,
the power of it much too strong.
I tried to replace it hour by hour
but failure was with me.
Each time I tried to replace it,
it displayed its liberty.
It would not be shackled or driven out.
It roamed freely in my brain.
The only way I knew to remove it
so it would not remain
was to drown it out with music,
chords and melody.
And as I played and soothed my mind
it disappeared finally.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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So I concentrated on the rhythmic side of things, and therefore left a lot of holes. I didn't want to use big pad chords everywhere. All of the songs are built up of small melodies and counter melodies all played very rhythmically.
It's so hard to bear with the pain Original by Rabindranath Tagore
It's so hard to bear with the pain
Of waiting for a long long time
I keep waiting for you baby
All day and all night long daily
But you haven't come yet, my friend
My days pass by and night's pass by
Thus everything passes by
But you haven't come yet, my friend
It's so hard to bear with the pain
Of waiting for a long long time
I keep waiting for you baby
All day and all night long daily
But you haven't come yet, my friend
Now my body is weak
All my tears have dried out
And my eyes have lost sleep
One by one all my cherished hopes
Fall like the winter's withered leaves
But you haven't come yet, my friend
It's so hard to bear with the pain
Of waiting for a long long time
I keep waiting for you baby
All day and all night long daily
But you haven't come yet, my friend
poem by Asif Andalib
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Session Man
He never will forget at all
The day he played at the albert hall.
A million sessions ago it seems.
He is a session man,
A chord progression,
A top musician.
Rock n roll or vocal star[? ],
A philharmonic orchestra,
Everything comes the same to him.
He is a session man,
A chord progression,
A top musician.
Hes not paid to think, just play,
A session man
A session man
A session man
Playing at a different studio every day.
He reads the dots and plays each line,
And always finishes on time.
No overtime nor favors done.
He is a session man,
A chord progression,
A top musician.
Hes not paid to think, just play,
A session man
A session man
A session man
song performed by by Kinks
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