So what else can you do with three chords?
If you're Shearwater, you can make a little ditty called "The Snow Leopard":
This is the magnificent penultimate song on their 2008 album Rook, on which my friend Ariel recently smiled his approval and for which I have vowed to forgo a few groceries, come next payday, in order to acquire.
Over at Last.fm, someone tagged Shearwater with this: "maybe this will make getting older easier and somehow blunt the pain, of the soundtrack of my life." Frankly, I don't see how hearing this could make anyone's life any worse.
Lyrics below the fold.
"the way is to climb
the way is to lie still
and let the moon do its work on your body
and then to rise
through forests and oceans of lives
and through the way of the black rocks, splitting, wide,
and flow
ten thousand miles."
well, i've had enough,
wasting my body, my life
i'll come away, come away from the shallows
but can this sullen child,
as bound as the ox that i ride,
climb to the heart of the white wind, singing, high,
and blow
through my frozen eyes?
(found here)
