Haaii,In dit berichtje ga ik het hebben over een paar van mijn favoriete bands, ik weet dat dit onderwerp al aan de beurt is geweest maar ik weet niets anders om over te vertellen.. :shock::lol:
de eerste band over wie ik iets ga vertellen is Air traffic. Air traffic is een Britse indieband uit Bournemouth. Hun eerste single is "just abuse me".
Mijn favoriete single is Charlotte omdat het een leuk nummer is met veel ritme in.
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Don't cry, let it pass you by
I'll be by your side
Each and every day
Let go, you've gotta lose control
Teach you how to roll
Never be the same
Oh ah ah oh
Oh ah ah oh
'Cos I'm wasted,
I'm faced down on the floor,
Can't take anymore,
Gave it all away.
Oh lately, I can't find the eyes,
Help me realize
That I'm in love,
I'm in love, I'm in love.
Losing, I'm losing all my faith
I can't stand the days
That I'm alone
Tell me, do you feel the same
Are you glad I came
Can I walk you home?
Oh ah ah oh
Oh ah ah oh
'Cos I'm wasted,
I'm faced down on the floor,
Can't take anymore,
Gave it all away.
Oh lately, I can't find the eyes,
Help me realize
That I'm in love,
I'm in love, I'm in love.
Your face, my place.
Your face, my place.
Your face, my place, at night.
De volgende band waar ik iets over ga vertellen is Green day.
Green day werd opgericht in 1986 door Billie Joe Armstrong en basgitarist Mike Dirnt. De band kreeg de naam Sweet Children.
Billie Joe en Mike ontmoetten elkaar in een cafetaria van de John Sweet High School. Ze kregen een drummer, genaamd John Kiffmeyer (ook wel bekend als Al Sobrante). Samen vormden ze de band Sweet Children. In oktober 1989 verliet John Kiffmeyer de band, en veranderde de bandnaam in Green day. De nieuwe drummer is Frank Edwin Wright. In 1994 scoorden ze een grote hit met Basket case. Hun albums zijn Kerplunk, Dookie, Insomniac, Nimrod, Warning, Shenanigans, international superhits, American idiot en bullet in a bibble.
Een van hun mooiste liedjes vind ik The saints are coming. Ze hebben dat liedje samen gemaakt met U2.
Dit is de songtekst ervan.
There is a house in New Orleans,
They call the Rising sun.
It's been the ruin of many a poor boy,
And God, I know I'm one.
I cried to my daddy on the telephone,
How long now?
Until the clouds unroll
And you come down.
The line went,
But the shadows still remain
Since your descent,
Your descent.
I cried to my daddy on the telephone,
How long now?
Until the clouds unroll
And you come home,
The line went.
But the shadows still remain
Since your descent,
Your descent.
The saints are coming,
The saints are coming.
I say no matter how I try,
I realise there's no reply.
The saints are coming,
The saints are coming.
I say no matter how I try,
I realise there's no reply.
New Birth, to the Re-Birth
New Orleans
Living like birds in the magnolia trees,
Child on a rooftop, mother on her knees,
Her sign reads
'Please, I am an American,'
A drowning sorrow
Floods the deepest grief,
How long now?
Until the weather change condemns belief,
How long now?
When the night watchman is in the fleet
What's wrong now?
The saints are coming,
The saints are coming
I say no matter how I try,
I realise there's no reply
The saints are coming,
The saints are coming
I say no matter how I try,
I realise there's no reply
I say no matter how I try,
I realise there's no reply
I say no matter how I try,
I realise there's no reply
 
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