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ODE Acoustic Show (Chicago Uncommon Ground Live)

http://www.odemusic.com

https://www.youtube.com/user/ODEMUSICTV/videos?flow=grid&view=0

Ode is a five piece group made out of sticks, strings and memories that stare at them from the past, like sling shots, drawn back, ready to let go any time something goes wrong. But they stick together, bass or no bass, rent or no rent, slowly but surely they are mistaken for a gypsy ensemble that plays rock'n'roll- punk and Bolero ballads, maintaining that yearning and earning just enough so they don't burst in tears when they are exposed to clean cut jib jab joints and late night star dusting. Ode share their dark poems and dreams through an authentic rock vibe, a familiar, yet new wave of melodious tunes that creates a blend of Chicago rock music.

Davor Palos-Vox, Robert Palos-Guitar, Nikola Dokic-Guitar, Elliot Taggart--bass, Daniel Crane-drums

We cut all the trees for graves
Burned the branches for this life
Southern breeze came
And brought some ease
That's when I married my wife

We robbed all the ancient walls
Slight of hand, human growth
There are towns that still now weep
Sirens still ring through

Voices, stranded in between
Misconnected in a dream
Hanging on their words
Following, stranded in between
Misconnected in a dream
Undocumented rain

We cut all the trees for graves
Burned the branches for this life
Southern breeze came
And brought some ease
That's when I married my wife

Brushed up on our murder speeches
Slime of hand, pulls and teaches
Behind the mundane, modern walls
Each one nods and always falls

Voices, stranded in between
Misconnected in a dream
Hanging on their words
Following, stranded in between
Misconnected in a dream
Undocumented rain

We cut all the trees for graves
Burned the branches for this life
Southern breeze came
And brought some ease
That's when I married my wife