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Wednesday, May 27, 2009

You Didn't Really Believe Me Did You?

Somedays I just want to get in the lift, take control of the buttons and start playing freaky-deaky percussive guitar.



But don't we all...


Love, love is a verb
Love is a doing word
Fearless on my breath
Gentle impulsion
Shakes me, makes me lighter
Fearless on my breath
Teardrop on the fire
Fearless on my breath
Water is my eye
Most faithful mirror
Fearless on my breath
Teardrop on the fire
Of a confession
Fearless on my breath
Most faithful mirror
Fearless on my breath
Teardrop on the fire
Fearless on my breath
Ooh ooh ooh
You're stumbling in the dark
Stumbling in the dark
Ooh ooh ooh


I never had the faintest IDEA what Liz Fraser and Massive Attack were singing with their malarkey, not one single word.

E@L

6 comments:

rockstar69 said...

just back from the country (Shepparton). You seriously have hasd way too much time on your hands this week and, I suspect, a serious overdose of red cordial!!!

expat@large said...

At least I haven't let my hair go like this guy has!

scott said...

Cool clip and now I am sitting here trying to work out what tuning he used. I need to get a wig before I can freak out the international students in my apartment building who constant avoid eye contact with everyone else...

'banthong' as the word verification, shit I hope not, my favourite item of clothing!

expat@large said...

Some weird Open G or Open D tuning (and doing the pull-off thing), probably like a shit load of 'not really guitarists' use on stage who just barre the changes. But it's the pat-head, rub-belly, play-guitar, percussion that I admire. I am sure my son could work it out. He could do the hair a few years ago too.

(I have faith in my son to be able to do anything musical or mathematical in case you [or he] hadn't noticed.)

Momentary Madness said...
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Momentary Madness said...

You would have if you were on my facebook, (or maybe you were, and didn't notice, friends of friends are allowed enter my hollow/hallow ground) many are called, but few choose to come. Anyway!
That's a very nice bit of guitar work, I mean you could move around to a lot of "after pup houses") with that talent, and his age.
O youth, how it's wasted on the young.

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