Jon's right. It's the D minor. Plus thick layers of echo.
Buffista Music 4: Needs More Cowbell!
There's a lady plays her fav'rite records/On the jukebox ev'ry day/All day long she plays the same old songs/And she believes the things that they say/She sings along with all the saddest songs/And she believes the stories are real/She lets the music dictate the way that she feels.
Great tribute, David.
Hind-titty sucking!
Hind-titty sucking!
I should've given you a footnote credit.
And thanks, Sue.
I should've given you a footnote credit.
Ah, if anyone it should have gone to my grandpa.
Great tribute/rant there, Hec.
Though I'd argue that while he's remained an ornery/contrarian interviewee, things like the liner notes to The Black Rider do indicate he's embraced a certain kind of respectability at least partway.
On the off chance some of my fellow My Chem fans are unaware of Mr. Iero's latest attempt to keep himself busy while he's not actively recording, touring, founding yet another band, or ticking off the Secret Service: [link]
Mr. Iero's latest attempt to keep himself busy
Oh, Frankie.
Oh, Frank...
And I thought that Trohman's Moz cover band got all my yay right now.