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Chords etc

Post by chris_159 » Wed Mar 08, 2006 6:39 pm

Right, thought this needed an update, as the tabs in this thread are all over the place. I've collected the decent ones i found here into this massive post, right at the front of the thread, so they're easier to find by searching. If you've any corrections, or tabs for songs I've missed, you could post them, but chances are they'll get lost in here somewhere. Your best bet is to email them to me at newborn_159@hotmail.com. But PLEASE don't send me incomplete/crap ones, I'll only put them on this intro bit if they sound right. Also, if anyone's pissed off i've nicked their tab, again mail me and i'll say "hey, i didn't really tab this bit, this guy did" or some shit like that. But I did tab Fathers Day meself. Well, some of it.
Here's the ones so far:

NB Sorry, I can't seem to get the chords to align with the lyrics, but you should be able to work them out pretty easily by listening. If anyone's bored enough to find a way to make this work and mail it to me, I'll change it, but don't really have time to do it myself for the time being.

The Real Damage
This town ain't big enough
I really don't care about what you did on your gap year
After the Rush Hour
Fathers Day
Vatican Broadside
Nashville Tennessee
When the Huntsman comes a'Marchin
Worse things happen at sea
The Ballad of me and my Friends
Romantic Fatugue
Once we were Anarchists
Big Rock in Liottle Rock
Smiling at strangers on trains (first 3 years version)



Fuck it, here's the tabs.



***The Real Damage***

G c G
I woke up on a sofa in an unfamiliar house, surrounded by sleeping folks I didn't know.
D C G D G
On failing to find my friends, I decided it was clearly time to go.
G C G
So I made my way out of the door as quietly as I could - there was no one there I knew to say goodbye,
D C G D G
Squinting in the sadly sobering sunshine of the Sunday morning light.

C Am
I started the night with all my friends and I ended up alone.
G D C
I started out so happy now I'm hungover and down.
D Am C G D G
It was about then that I realized I was half-way through the best years of my life.

G C G
I scanned the local landmarks, trying to find out where I was, and maybe even find a bus back home,
D C G D G
Longing for a shower, and for clean sheets, and a charger for my phone.
G C G
Suddenly it hit me - I got paid this Friday last, and so I rifled through my pockets for some change.
D C G D G
But all I found was a packet of broken cigarettes and a sinking sense of shame.

C Am
I started the night with all my friends and I ended up alone.
G D C
I started out so happy now I'm hungover and down.
D Am C D
It was about then that I realized I was half-way through the best years of my life.

D
I had to ask myself, Well
G D C
Is is really worth it?
G D C
Is any of this worth it?
G D C
Well the whole thing's far from perfect,
Am C D
But I've yet to figure out a better way to spend my time.

G C G
Too many suits and dirty looks made me rack my brains - the real damage started to sink in.
D C G D G
It'd been quite a heavy weekend and I could just about remember where I'd been.
C Am
Well I started the night with all my friends and I ended up alone,
G D C
I started out so happy now I'm hungover and down.
D Am
I stood on a street corner and I felt a little sick.
D Am C G D G
It was about then that I realized I was halfway through the first day of the week.





***This Town Aint Big Enough for the one of me:***

Verse:
E/A/E B/C#m/A/A7 E/B/A/E

B

Chorus:
E/Emaj7/E6/E x 2 A/B/A/B C#m/F#/G/A/E

I'd still like to, etc.:
C#m/F#/C#m/F# A/C/D x2 E/A/B x 2



***I REALLY DON'T CARE WHAT YOU DID ON YOUR GAP YEAR***



D D/A D D/A
We were only supposed to go out for the night,
D D/A D
But it's been a few hours now since it got light -
A7 Gmin7 D D/A D D/A
We're a mess, and the worst part is we couldn't care less.
D D/A D D/A
There's water in the ash-tray and ash in the sink,
D D/A D
The carpet's mostly soaking, but there's nothing to drink -
A7 Gmin7 D
We're a state, and we're starting to regret staying awake.


G F# Bm A Em
And I'll pay for my sins when I get paid,
G F# Bm A Em
I'll stop talking to girls when I get laid.
G F# Bm A Em
I should have gone home when I could, but I stayed.
G A D D/A D D/A
But then I never was the clever one.


We were only supposed to go out for the night,
I did my best to go home but in the end I lost the fight with myself -
To be honest I was hoping I'd go home with someone else.
And right about now I should be starting my day,
But instead I am sat here downing the dregs of yesterday,
All the while trying to prop up both ends of my smile.


G F# Bm A Em
And I'll pay for my sins when I get paid,
G F# Bm A Em
I'll stop talking to girls when I get laid.
G F# Bm A Em
I should have gone home when I could, but I stayed.
G A
But then I never was the clever one.
C G D C
But always the one to not see that I'm done and
G A D D7
I need to go home and get to sleep,
C G D C
Always the last to see the moment has passed and
G A Bm E
I need to admit my defeat.
G A
And I'm lonely - there, I said it.
G A
I'm lonely, but it's hard to admit it
D C G A D D/A D D/A
When everbody thinks that you're fine all the time and you're not.


[see tab]
So we were only supposed to go out for the night...
[see tab] G G/F#
But who am I kidding? Try as I might I can't stop
Em A D D7
Until I've squeezed out every last drop.


G F# Bm A G
And I'll pay for my sins when I get paid
G/F# Em A
But I don't have a penny to my name.
G F# Bm A G
I'll stop talking to girls when I get laid
G/F# Em A
But I haven't had a shower for days.
G F# Bm E
I should've gone home when I could but I stayed,
G A
And so I stay up alone,
G A
And set off on my own
G A7 D
To the station where I catch the first train.



the last verse goes something like:

e ---------5-------3-----------2-------------------
B ---------6-------5-----------3-------------------
G ---------0-------0-----------2-------------------
D -----------------------------0-------------------
A -------------------------------------------------
E -------------------------------------------------
we were only supposed to go out for the night...



***After the Rush Hour***

Version 1:
No capo on this one? Think the chords are something like...

Verse
Fmaj7 C G Em
Fmaj7 C G Am G

Chorus
Fmaj7 Em C

Fuck knows... that's off the top of my head.
del

Version 2:
Not completely sure but these chords sound ok to ATRH (i think, if Frank would verify)
Capo at 3rd fret, chord names are relative to the transposed key.
Cmaj7/G Em/B D/A(hammer on E to Fsharp) Bm6
Are the main progression, sometimes Frank plays Bm6 Asus2 in the last bar i.e. 'A place I can call mine'
Chorus=G D G G
G D Cmaj7/G etc
'And I promise not to...
A A G7 G7 Bb Bb A A



***Fathers Day***

(Tabbed by myself, in fact)


Capo: III

Intro and Pre-Chrous: Em/G/D/A
Verse and Chorus: D/A/Em/G
"Nah-Nah-Nah" Bit: Same as intro

(Note: when he plays A he slides his 3rd finger (the one on the B-string) up to the 3rd fret and back every now and then.
Just listen out for it


And With the penultimate Chrous, there's that extra bit, that I thought I'd tab out in full:


D A Em
you always told me fathers day, was just another way
G
of selling hallmark greeting cards,

D A
20 years of waking sleep,
Em
you were lying through your teeth
G
Meant that every father's day spent wondering
D A
who the hell you are

nah nah nah etc

Think that's right, but I was never sure what he plays just before the nah-nah-nah. Plus these probably aren't the final lyrics,.
They were changed quite a bit before the Album was recorded.


***Vatican Broadside***

G
The singer out of Slipknot went to Rome to see the Pope
C G
The singer out of Slipknot went to Rome to see the Pope
G B Em
The singer out of Slipknot went to Rome to see the Pope
Am D7 G
And the Pope said to his aide,

G
Who the fucking hell are Slipknot?
C G
Who the fucking hell are Slipknot?
G Em
Who the fucking hell are Slipknot?
Am D7 G
In relation to me getting out of bed?


***Nashville Tennessee***


G* = this riff...

|-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3--|
|-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3--|
|-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0--|
|-0-0-0-0-0-2-0-0-0-0-0-0--|
|-2-0-2-3-0-0-0-3-2-0-2-2--|
|-3-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-3-3--|


G* G* C D G*
From the heart of the Southern Downs, to the North-East London reservoirs,
G* G* C D G*
From the start, the land scaped my sound, before I'd ever been to America.


C D G D C
And if I knew anybody who played pedal steel guitar,
C D G D C
I'd get them in my band and then my band would get real far,
C D B7 Em
But I was raised in middle England, and not in Nashville Tennessee,
C D G*
And the only person in my band is me.


A simple scale on an old guitar, and a punk rock sense of honesty.
I cannot fail, I've got this far with no knowledge of mid-west geography.


And if I knew anywhere where I could drive in a straight line
For hours in the desert, I'd drive for hours at a time.
But I was raised in middle England, not in Nashville Tennessee,
And the only person in this car is me.


Am C G D Am
And yes I'm in four-four time, and yes I use cheap cheap rhymes,
C G*
But I try to make a sound my own.
Am C G D Am
I know I don't break new ground, many have travelled this sound,
C G*
But I try to make it sound like home.

G [hold] G [hold]
Well I've been to Texas state, I didn't think it was that fucking great,
And Nebraska is just a bunch of songs,
Holloway and Hampshire where I belong.
And I don't know anybody who plays pedal steel guitar,
All the city roads are twisted and I do not own a car.
I was raised in middle England, not in Nashville Tennessee,
And the only thing I'm offering is me.

[the bit above after the two Gs is the same as 'if i knew...' etc]


***Huntsman come's a'marchin***


VERSE:
G D
The countryside is dying, they're closing village stores,
C G D
while shepherds watch their flocks by night the government burn them all,
Am C D G
and here's another post office with boards across the door.


VERSE
The rich folk came from London, to breath the cleaner air,
they listen to the Archers, buy new BARBER?s, grow their hair,
and they buy up all the houses, so country people born and bred can't afford to live there.


VERSE
Now the Countryside Alliance, we'll call them the cunts for short,
promised in defiance that a battle would be fought,
then they ignored the real issues and just shout about their bloody sport.


C G D
And you can call it a betrayal, well it looks like that to me,
C G D
you can call it bad behaviour, or a waste of time and money,
C G D
and I've never been in favour of police brutality,
Am C D G
but when the huntsman comes a-marching, yeah give him one for me,
C D G
officer, give him one for me


VERSE
Now the cunts have come to London, to show us all what-for,
There were only twenty thousand of them marching down old Whitehall,
But they were such a bunch of thugs the police arrested more,
than when two million normal people marched against the war.


REPEAT CHORUS


Em C G D
And where were you when the miners fought to save their livelihoods?
Em C G D
Well you were dressed up in red velvet somewhere deep inside the woods.
Em C G D
And you loved the fucking poll tax, and you propped up Maggie Thatcher,
Am C D G
And you didn't give a fuck about Tony Blair until he threw your hobby back at ya


VERSE
Now the countryside is dying, some say it's already dead,
and the huntsman's got a boner as the dogs rip the fox to shreds,
and he smears the blood on his daughter's face, and he drags her back to bed


REPEAT CHORUS


Note: the slidey bit he does goes roughly G/A/B/C/D/CpBpA/G, where p=pull off



***WORSE THINGS HAPPEN AT SEA***


chords:

Dm xx0231
Dm/C x3x031
Gm7 3x0331
A7 x02020
Fsus4 113311
C x32010


verse riff (more or less):

e -------------------------------------------------------------
B ---3--3--3-3-3--3--3--3-3-3--3--3--3-3-3-----3-3----3-3------
G ---2--2--2-0-2--2--2--2-0-2--2--2--2-0-2-----0-0----0-0------
D ---0--0--0-0-0--0--0--0-0-0--0--0--0-0-0--3------------------
A -------------------------------------------------4-----------
E -------------------------------------------------------------


honestly relax my dear it's clear that we are done
it doesn't take a scientist to figure out that one
it's obvious the way you move, the way you hold your head
the way you hide your pretty eyes and shift across the bed


Dm Dm/C Gm7
you say worse things happen at sea,
A7
i say worse things have happened to me


well honestly i'll be fine, this isn't my first time
i've taken blows before and every time i have survived
you made it clear you didn't care, you never did pretend
and in the end at least you never tried to fuck my friends


Dm Dm/C Gm7
you say worse things happen at sea,
A7 Dm
i say worse things have happened to me
Dm/C Gm7
bitter eyes to the bedroom floor
A7
and we're not gonna talk any more


well honestly it doesn't matter, i know better than
to cry over spilt milk, wasted effort, spoilt plans
we're adults here so shed no tears i'm sure we can be friends
i'll nod and smile and i'll watch you in the arms of other men


Dm Dm/C Gm7
you say worse things happen at sea,
A7 Dm
i say worse things have happened to me
Dm/C Gm7
bitter eyes to the bedroom floor
A7 Fsus4
and we're not gonna talk any more
C A7
we have nothing to talk for.


well honestly, your honesty, it has emerged unscathed
i hope you're doing fine cos me i'm doing fucking great!
well i wouldn't want to waste another second of your time
i know my place, i know your face, so you hide yours, I'll keep to mine


Dm Dm/C Gm7
you say worse things happen at sea,
A7 Dm
i say worse things have happened to me
Dm/C Gm7
bitter eyes to the bedroom floor
A7 Fsus4
and we're not gonna talk any more
C A7 Fsus4
we have nothing to talk for.
C A7 Fsus4
and you have nothing to be sorry for.
C A7 Fsus4 C A7
and i have no one to care for.


Dm Gm7
this is the worst thing that's happened to me,
A7 Dm
i guess worse things happen at sea.


The Ballad of me and my friends

Capo 2

Intro - Em

Part 1 - Em, C, G, D

Everybody’s got themselves a plan,
Everybody thinks they’ll be the man, including the girls.
The musicians who lack the friends to form a band are singer-songwriters,
The rest of us are DJs or official club photographers.
And tonight I’m playing another Nambucca show,
So I’m going through my phonebook, texting everyone I know,
And I quite a few I don’t, whose numbers found their way into my phone,
But they might come along anyway, you never really know.

Part 2

G/F# - 220033
Em7 - 022033
C - x32013
Cadd9 - x32033

G G/F# Em7
None of this is going anywhere –
C Dsus4
Pretty soon we’ll all be old,
G G/F# Em7
And no one left alive will really care
C
About our glory days, when we sold our souls.

D Em C/G
But if you’re all about the destination, then take a fucking flight.
D/F# Em D/F#
We’re going nowhere slowly, but we’re seeing all the sights.
C/G G D/F#
And we’re definitely going to hell,
G D/F# Em D/F#
But we’ll have all the best stories to tell.
Cadd9 G D
Yes I'm definitely going to hell,
G D7 G
But I'll have all the best stories to tell.




****************
Romantic Fatigue
****************

Chords

A - x02220
Dsus2 - xx0230
F#m - 2x0220
E - 022100
E7 - 020100
F#m* - 244200
Bm - x24432
Amaj7 - 402220
A7 - x02020
Dmaj7sus2 - x40230

Intro & Verse Riff

Basically just A, Dsus2, F#m, E, but with the following pull-offs and hammer-ons.

E|-----0--0--0-0--0-0--0--0--0--0--------0--0-0-0--------0--0-0-0--
B|-----2--0--0-0--2-3--2--0--2--2--------2--0-0-0--------0--0-0-0--
G|-2---2--2--2-2--2-2--2--2--2--2--------2--2-2-2--------1--1-1-1--
D|-2---2--2--2-2--2-0--0--0--0--0--0--0--0--0-0-0--2--2--2--2-2-2--
A|-0---0--0--0-0--0----------------x--x--x--x-x-x--2--2--2--2-2-2--
E|---------------------------------2--2--2--2-2-2--0--0--0--0-0-0--

-----------------------------------------

Intro

Riff x 2, E7

Verse

A Dsus2
I have to admit that I am one of the many
F#m (back to riff - rest of verse)
Who thought that a guitar would win him a lady.
My teenage years, they were a feminine drought,
And I thought that a serenade would help out.
And it seemed to be working for a couple of years –
I wrote a few songs and they wrought a few tears.
But when I hit my twenties, it ran out of steam.
I seemed to be suffering from romantic fatigue.

Chorus

F#m* Dsus2 A
And I never know which song I should play her –
E F#m* Dsus2 Bm E
Each melody is a memory of a not-forgotten failure.
Dsus2 E (hold) F#m* E Dsus2
So when I get out my guitar tonight to do what I do,
E7
Remember, I probably didn’t write this song for you.

Verse

So as I have mentioned, the shelf-life was short.
The scheme wasn’t working, despite what I thought.
The ladies all left me alone in the end,
So I had to switch all the names around and then sing it again.

Middle 8

Bm E7 A Amaj7 F#m* E
And every life-long love, and every best friend,
Bm E7 A A7
Slipped away into the past.
Bm E7 A Amaj7 F#m* E Dsus2 Dmaj7sus2 Bm
Take my words with caution – I can’t pretend that you’re the first,
Dsus2 E7
You won’t be the last.

Chorus

I never know which song I should play her –
Each melody is a memory of a not-forgotten failure.
So when I get out my guitar tonight to do what I do,
Dsus2 E7
Remember, I probably didn’t write this song,
Dsus2 E7
No I certainly didn’t write this song,
Dsus2 E F#m*
No I never, never wrote a song for you.



***********************
Once We Were Anarchists
***********************


Chords

Intro
G

Verse
G - 320033
Gsus4 - 330033
Em7 - 020033
Csus4add9 - x33033

Bridge
Em - 022000
Fmaj7 - xx3210
G - 320033
D/F# - 2x0232

Chorus
C/G - 332010
D/F# - 2x0232
G - 320033
Bm - x24432
B7 - x21202
Em* - 022003

Middle 8
C/G - 332010
Gadd2/F# - 200003
Am - x02210
G7 - 320001
G* - 320003

--------------------------------------

Intro

G

Verse

G
The demonstrations got boring –
Gsus4
Well it was obvious that the government was ignoring us.
Em7
It’s hard to drag yourself through empty streets
Csus4add9
On an empty stomach and no sleep.

G
The shortcomings got clearer,
Gsus4
As the price we paid got dearer and dearer.
Em7
It’s supposed to be a case of give and take –
Csus4add9
Well I was feeling the give and making a mistake.

Bridge

Em Fmaj7 G
And I’ve heard it said that the unexamined life
Em Fmaj7 G
Isn’t much worth living, and I’m sure they’re right.
Em Fmaj7 G
But it’s hard to keep on fighting the good fight
Em Fmaj7
When no one else seems bothered, yeah,
D/F#
When no one’s on your side.

Chorus

C/G D/F#
I’m young enough to be all pissed off
G C/G
But I’m old enough to be jaded.
C/G D/F#
I’m of the age where I want things to change
Bm C/G
But with age my hopes have faded.
C/G D/F#
I’m young and bored of being young and bored –
B7 Em* D/F#
If I was old I could say I’d seen it all before.
C/G D/F# G
In short, I’m tired of giving a shit

Verse

G
I’ve got friends who are bankers,
Gsus4
And it’s an easy rhyme to call them wankers,
Em7
But I must say I envy the way that they live
Csus4add9
In a style that’s all take and no give,

G
While I’m playing the Lone Ranger,
Gsus4
Riding to the rescue of six billion strangers,
Em7
Armed with only unoriginal songs
Csus4add9
And a sense that something’s wrong.

Middle 8

C/G Gadd2/F# Am G7
And I must admit that I’m tired of saying “no” all the time.
C/G Em Fmaj7 G* G7
But I must admit that I don’t really know what would be right.
C/G B7 Em* D/F# C/G
And if politics is helping all the people then my political career is pretty fucked,
D/F# G
Because the truth is I don’t like people all that much.

Verse

G
The times they aren’t a-changing –
Gsus4
Yeah, England’s still shit and it’s still raining,
Em7
And everybody’s jaded and tired and bored
Csus4add9
And no one lifts a finger because
G
It’s just not in our culture.
Gsus4
Our culture is carrion and we’re all vultures,
Em7
And no one seems bothered by this state of play –
Csus4add9
It seems that the stench is with us to stay.

Bridge

Em Fmaj7 G
So I had a go, I tried examining life.
Em Fmaj7 G
It wasn’t much worth living – I guess they’re right.
Em Fmaj7 G
And I’m tired of fighting a fight that’s not my fight.
Em Fmaj7 D/F#
But so is everybody else – we’re all on the same side.

Chorus

C/G D/F#
I’m young enough to be all pissed off
G C/G
But I’m old enough to be jaded.
C/G D/F#
I’m of the age where I want things to change
Bm C/G
But with age my hopes have faded.
C/G D/F#
I’m young and bored of being young and bored –
B7 Em* D/F#
If I was old I could say I’d seen it all before.
C/G D/F#
In short, I’m tired
C/G D/F#
And in short I’m probably fired.
C/G D/F# G
If the revolution doesn’t want me I don’t give a shit.


*******************
Big Rock In Little Rock
*******************

verse; D. fm, g, dsus4

chorus; g, g ,d ,fm ,bm7, d, g

last chorus; g, g ,d ,fm ,bm7, d, g, dsus4

not sure if I've got the names right so here's

Dsus4

-3-
-3-
-2-
-2-
-0-
-0-

Bm7

-2-
-3-
-2-
-4-
-2-
-2-

It was a thursday night in fall
in a bar in arkensaw
a long, long way from home
somewhere i've never been before

been out on the road for a while
with chuck john and jim
we were hoping for the best
we only had twenty people in

We made big rock, in little rock
we did the best that we could
oh in little rock, we made big rock
we did pretty good

John said nights like night tonight
show the true worth of a man
still doing it for the right reason
doing the best we can

playing a little show
to 20 people who really cared
is better than a thousand
who aren't sure why they're there

We made big rock, in little rock
we did the best that we could
oh in little rock, we made big rock
we did pretty good

They were wrapping up the cables
putting the bags into the cars
bar stools on the tables
shift drink in from a jar (?)

Said we needed a bridge
We made a major fucking bridge
and we got pretty far

We made big rock, in little rock
we did the best that we could
oh in little rock, we made big rock
we're that fucking good



********************************************
Smiling at Strangers on Trains (First 3 years version)
********************************************


Capo @ 2nd Fret
Verse
F, G, Am, C, G (add a G7 every now n then)

Chorus
Dm, Am, C, F

Bridge ("If I'd known... bit right through till the end")
F, G, Dm
Last edited by chris_159 on Thu Feb 25, 2010 6:48 pm, edited 5 times in total.

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Post by frank » Wed Mar 08, 2006 6:57 pm

chorus to TRD is C/Am/G/D/C/D/Am/C/G/D/G

i will tab shit out one day... but not today

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Post by Rhys » Wed Mar 08, 2006 7:01 pm

Remember that guide you were going to write us explaining all your lyrics?
Surely it's something to fill journey time to all these gigs you're doing for us?

Or is that time used for sleeping?

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Post by del » Wed Mar 08, 2006 8:24 pm

That time is used for Killer Su Doku / reading the newspaper.
I've been watching you, Frank. ;)
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Post by Rhys » Wed Mar 08, 2006 9:52 pm

del wrote: Killer Su Doku
Playing with the big boys, eh?

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Post by del » Wed Mar 08, 2006 10:54 pm

He was too elite to do the easier Su Doku.
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Post by RiCh » Wed Mar 08, 2006 11:42 pm

del wrote:He was too elite to do the easier Su Doku.
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Post by KatyS » Wed Mar 08, 2006 11:44 pm

i started advance calculus in maths today.
i am loving it.

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Post by RiCh » Wed Mar 08, 2006 11:47 pm

KatyS wrote:i started advance calculus in maths today.
i am loving it.
Oh dear.
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Post by rock_midget » Thu Mar 09, 2006 12:05 am

del wrote:He was too elite to do the easier Su Doku.
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KatyS wrote:i started advance calculus in maths today.
i am loving it.
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Post by random_128 » Thu Mar 09, 2006 12:20 pm

technically, su doku's don't involve maths. it's all logic... just thought i'd point that out

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Post by Sonofjellison » Thu Mar 09, 2006 12:26 pm

But isn't logic an area of Maths. Technically?

I don't know, i'm just asking, feel free to own me if it's wrong.

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Post by Marta » Thu Mar 09, 2006 6:32 pm

Su Dokus = awesome.
Maths = okay.
Physics = FUCKING HELL.

Yup.

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Post by KatyS » Thu Mar 09, 2006 6:44 pm

yeah - it doesn't involve any maths at all - but people who are good at maths have the logic skills that can be used for su doku.
physics > maths > su doku
tbfh.

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Post by Marta » Thu Mar 09, 2006 6:52 pm

KatyS wrote:but people who are good at maths have the logic skills that can be used for su doku
Hmmm. My friend's awesome at maths but she just can't think logically.
So that's not necessarily true :)


physics > maths > su doku?!

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