标题:Amputated Enigma
标签:总谱
艺人:Cryptopsy
专辑:Cryptopsy
作词:Matt McGachy
作曲:Cryptopsy
制谱人:C. Himes, 2020
附注:
I don't play bass and I didn't feel up to tabbing it. I did
the final two measures because the tab sounded
empty without that part. Sorry, bass players.
Solo, 75: The grace notes are two 32nd notes played
on the beat. (Try not to overthink it, it's just octaves
syncopated in 16th notes with the slides added for
texture.) Furthermore the rhythm tabbed here might not
be perfectly accurate to the recording: I can't tell if this
part is played sloppily or if some of the upper notes are
played off the beat (on the 32nd notes), although at
0.25 speed on YouTube this sounds pretty accurate to
me.
节拍:Moderate ♩ = 156
音轨:
- Rhythm (Levasseur) - 驱动音效吉他 Overdriven Guitar
- Rhythm (Donaldson) - 失真音效吉他 Distortion Guitar
- Solo (Levasseur) - 驱动音效吉他 Overdriven Guitar
- Bass (Pinard) - 指拨电贝司 Electric Bass(finger)
注释:See score information.See score information.
标记:0:200:320:421:201:422:062:302:453:04 [Solo]3:243:363:453:57
歌词:
A silent forty-two years
Nestled in the heart of Nova Scotia
Marooned in Digby's Sandy Cove
A legless man was found unconscious on the shore
When he later awoke in the home of a local fisherman
He obsessively muttered the same three words over and over again
The first was Jerome
He repeated it so much so that it was decided it must be his name
Colombo was the second
Perhaps the name of the ship that abandoned him
The mutiny he attempted to lead left him stranded
Cast off into the vast unknown
After a ruthless Captain inflicted his harsh naval judgment
By hacking off both of his legs just above the knee
The final word was Trieste
Was this the land that he dreamed of
As he screamed and moaned throughout his nights
Conceivably it was visions of loved ones severed and distorted
That motivated him to remain mute
Apart from these three words the man was soundless
He moved slowly during his enduring years
By scuffling forward on his hands and stumps
Canada's first melancholic welfare recipient
Died on April 12th 1912
Broken fragments of his past have emerged
But the truth was never unveiled
A stone marker is all that's left now
As a memory of this nation's amputated enigma