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A Force of Nature
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Featuring Mike Cliffe of Sault Ste. Marie, ON, CA, on Guitar
alternative indie rock arena
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Guitars and Rock: frequently the rhythm is paramount. A splendid time is guaranteed for all. ...more guitar!
, is classical music, Higher Than Pope are a guitar band. They have been vaguely styled in overheard conversations as Beatles meets Neil Young meets The Doors, however that seems misplaced to my thinking. They seem more a mix of rhythmic and often syncopated pop guitar alternative. are more prone to commiting the usual heinous pop/rock sorts of guitar mischief. However. this go round HTP appear to be paying homage to both Guitars and Gustav Mahler. If you have ever wondered how some of your favorite classical music would sound if you changed some of the instruments in the orchestra out as guitar, bass and drums, then this is the album for you. is definitely more Mahler than Emerson, Lake and Palmer. They did not abandon the strings. They did add some amp. They also added some very delicious sounding acoustic guitars--massively moving electric guitar and some of the bass passages are truly tremendous. album at CD store near you. : Gustav's Guitars
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#1,283 in subgenre Peak #26
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Peak #98
Author
Higher Than Pope
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Copyright (c) 2010 by Higher Than Pope
Uploaded
June 25, 2013
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MP3 6.9 MB 160 kbps 6:04
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Force of Nature Chorus: Like a force of nature, an act of pure will, I'm the gathering storm at the top of your hill. Like a force of nature there's no tellin' when, this gatherin' storm will happen (hit you) again. You feel it too, the magnet of desire. Love is our flame. We're moths dreaming this fire. I don't know why our dreams fall from the sky. Time cures all, except for the day you die. Dramas unfold. We're actors on life's stage. You read the script. Someone else turns the page. You know right now, my thoughts are ink in my pen. We know this storm. We don't need the weathermen. Where there is will, there must always be a way. Sometimes the words don't really know what they say. You are the flower. My words are the hummingbirds. Love is the word. There is nothing left but the words. This song must come, an undeniable source. It rages forth an irresistible force. Compelled to play, never matters what I say. I am the wind. I am gonna blow you away.
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Graham's Cat
Aug 05, 2015
Nice groove HTP. Got messaged from reverbnation, not been there for sometime. Thanks for looking us up. Enjoying your music right now. Guitar is the best. G