Dave Sharp (born 28 January 1959) is an English guitarist who co-founded, along with Mike Peters, the Welsh punk/new wave band The Alarm.
Sharp was born in Kersal, Salford, Lancashire, and began playing with the band Seventeen in the 1970s; he made his recording debut on their "Don't Let Go" / "Bank Holiday Weekend" single. After Seventeen disbanded in 1980, the band reformed as The Alarm, eventually recording hit records such as "68 Guns" and "The Spirit of '76".
Towards the end of 2007 Sharp, having spent most of his recent time playing solo acoustic, was ready to form a new band again. He was put in touch with Henry McCullough and, after a few days together in Ireland, the nucleus of The Hard Travelers was formed. The concept of the band's music was the intention to bring the songs of Woody Guthrie to a new public. To complete the lineup, Sharp and McCullough brought in Zoot Money on keyboards; Gary Fletcher on bass; and Colin Allen on drums.
Their debut gig, following a recording session, was on 22 January 2008 in Portsmouth at The Cellars. The following booked gigs had to be postponed for a while due to various difficulties and their next performance was at The Black Horse Festival, Hastings where they headlined on 24 May 2008.
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Dave Sharp was the touring bass guitarist for the rock band Melvins during their 1993 tour. He currently plays in several bands including Sumkali, Spheres of Influence, and his own band the Dave Sharp Secret Seven.
Native Detroiter Sharp became devoted to Jazz at the University of Michigan and later studied with bassist Herbie Lewis in San Francisco, and bassist, composer and bandleader Marion Hayden in Michigan.
Sharp currently lives in Ann Arbor, Michigan where he composes, records, teaches and performs.
Take the gold
Take the coal/cold
Take the heat
But leave the money
And run
Take the wrong way out
And the rain is sure to come
And the levees are broke
And the high tides rolling in
Well it's sure coming down to a case of sink or swim
Chorus:
In the long black night 'till the sunrise
When it's too black and dark to see the way
In the long black night between now and the morning light
Oh lay you down 'till the breaking of the day
Oh lay you down
Don't be losing no sleep
Trying to figure it out one more time
When the black dog's? lying down it's the end of the line
Well if the tiddle? of the shock on a bloodstained downtown street
As we loaded d going down and everybody gets beat
Chorus
Down be digging them bones by the light of the qually? moon
It's a total waste of time, it's a digging a grave too soon
And away it's too late over the great divide
For the finding of peace in the lonesome valley tonight