Stick Season - Noah Kahan gitaar song

Stick Season is een Folk/Pop Song van Noah Kahan, welk in 2022 uit kwam. Dit song wordt in begin alleen van een akoestisch gitaar gedragen, later komt er nog een klein band bij.

In het gepick'de deel moet je op je rechte hand opletten. Probeer hierbij een manier voor jouw te vinden, die goed werkt. In principe doet de duim altijd de basnoten, en de vingers de andere noten, maar soms kan de duim ook springen. Als je dan de akkoorden wil spelen, kan je toch nog een pick erbij pakken, dan klinkt het wat voller. Waar de ritme met akkoorden wordt gespeeld zou je het beste direct vanaf begin de hele akkoord pakken kunnen, en niet alleen maar enkele noten zoals het in de tab staat.

Liedjes info:

Artiest: Noah Kahan

Nummer: Stick Season

Album: Stick Season

Jaar: 2022

Categorie: Folk Pop

Songwriters: Noah Kahan

Uitgevers: Mercury Records/Republic Records

Geplaatst door: Jonas Janßen

Capo: -

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Lyrics:

As you promised me that I was more than all the miles combined

You must have had yourself a change of heart like halfway through the drive

Because your voice trailed off exactly as you passed my exit sign

Kept on driving straight and left our future to the right

Now I am stuck between my anger and the blame that I can’t face

And memories are something even smoking weed does not replace

And I am terrified of weather ‘cause I see you when it rains

Doc told me to travel but there’s COVID on the planes

And I love Vermont but it’s the season of the sticks

And I saw your mom she forgot that I existed

And it’s half my fault but I just like to play victim

I’ll drink alcohol ‘till my friends come for Christmas

And I’ll dream each night of some version of you

That I might not have but I did not lose

Now you’re tire tracks and one pair of shoes

Am I’m split in half but that’ll have to do

So I thought that if I piled something good on all my bad

That I could cancel out the darkness I inherited from Dad

No I am no longer funny ‘cause I miss the way you laugh

Once called me forever now you still can’t call me back

And I love Vermont but it’s the season of the sticks

And I saw your mom she forgot that I existed

And it’s half my fault but I just like to play victim

I’ll drink alcohol ‘till my friends come for Christmas

And I’ll dream each night of some version of you

That I might not have but I did not lose

Now you’re tire tracks and one pair of shoes

Am I’m split in half but that’ll have to do

Oh, that’ll have to do

My other half was you

I hope this pain’s just passing through

But I doubt it

And I love Vermont but it’s the season of the sticks

And I saw your mom she forgot that I existed

And it’s half my fault but I just like to play victim

I’ll drink alcohol ‘till my friends come for Christmas

And I’ll dream each night of some version of you

That I might not have but I did not lose

Now you’re tire tracks and one pair of shoes

Am I’m split in half but that’ll have to do

Have to do