tUnE-yArDs at 930 club
One man’s trash, another man’s treasure…I found this guitar in a dumpster many years ago. Really, in a dumpster. It was a little scuffed and scratched, but I call such markings character. It’s been good to have a dumpster guitar, one that I can just throw over my shoulder in the rain, or take camping, or play recklessly till my fingers bleed. I’ve never even had to change the strings. — Kavalier Calm
This #gaming-themed song is for the Diablo 3 fans out there. I do not discuss the game’s storyline at all, so this is no spoiler. This song is about the frustrations and joys of playing D3, specifically focusing on the current, heated debate over the fairness of the Inferno difficulty level. It’s fascinating how the debate actually parallels more serious ethical dilemmas surrounding things like affirmative action, the welfare state, etc. Should rulemakers strive to create an environment of equal opportunity or an environment of equal outcome? College admission offices, for example, tend to strive for the latter; by offering financial aid for students from low-income families and taking special interest in minority applicants (race, gender, age, veteran’s status, etc.), colleges try to create a situation where literally anyone could reach the outcome of a degree if they wanted to. If college admissions offices focused merely on equal opportunity, they would just say anyone is welcome to apply and ignore pre-existing conditions that affect the applicant pool. D3 is like this; anyone is welcome to play on Inferno difficulty, and no one receives special treatment in facing the challenge. Many casual players complain that the rulemakers (Blizzard) have made an environment where only very serious players (those who have the time to play through Inferno) or wealthy players (those who can buy elite items at the auction house) can acquire the game’s best gear. These casual players want equality in outcome; they want everyone to get the same great gear, no matter how much time they are able to invest in playing. So should Inferno be easier to play? Should these players with less time and money be supported somehow (gear stamps instead of food stamps)? The dilemma at hand here is actually very serious, and I don’t think there is a clear best answer, let alone a right answer. Still, the chorus of my song presents my take on the situation; I personally think it’s wonderful how challenging Inferno is given how long we all waited to play this game. All seriousness aside, there is some humor in these words, as well. I dedicate this song to these these blogs with unique Diablo content—fyeahdiablo3, cgfitchy, badblizzard, and iplaydiablo—and to some of my favorite gaming blogs, with links to rad Diablo posts—gamefreaks, OTLgaming, gamegurus, markofantares, and geeksngamers. Thanks for listening everyone; if you enjoy it, share it! Free downloads of this song are available here, and you can stream it on YouTube here. — Kavalier Calm
Diablo’s Inferno
I signed up for presale about a decade ago,
and at midnight, I stood outside that GameStop window.
After waiting so long Error 37 seemed
like the sound of cruel fate laughing.
My girlfriend baked me a Diablo cake,
and she says she’s fine with how much I play.
I’ve already hacked and slashed my way through three mice,
and now I hear gamers fight about wrong and right.
and all I know is:
After waiting 10 years for the game’s release;
I hope Inferno takes 10 years to beat.
I’ve made good use of the Blacksmith artisan,
and I’ve played with all the builds I can.
My Monk cripples demons until the swarm drops,
and my witch Doctor harvests souls like a farmer his crops.
And my girlfriend’s getting dinner with her X-boyfriend Mike,
and I hear gamers fight about wrong and right.
CHORUS
I admit I haven’t given hardcore mode a try;
I’d just play Real Life if I wanted to die.
And I spend every minute planning when I’m afk
how to make a living the auction house way.
And my girl left when I asked her to be my in-game wife,
and I hear gamers fight about wrong and right.
CHORUS
A lot of people question what’s fair in a world plagued by hell;
they want to believe that heaven or Blizzard writes the rules well.
We all want to be elite; we all want to twink
out our hero, but there’s one thing I know:
CHORUS
So, gamers, what do you think is fair?
For my next #gaming-themed song, I’m going to write about Diablo 3. I don’t want to play spoiler, so the song will be about waiting for the game’s release and playing it in a very general sense—not the storyline. I intend to mention waiting a decade for the game, error 37, Diablo cakes, inferno difficulty and hardcore mode, the auction house, etc. What else should make the lyrical cut? What are your biggest frustrations or joys with playing Diablo 3? — Kavalier Calm
Okay, speed writing done. Pretty funny song. Meshed the first four responses I saw together into one tune. Firstly it covers all of confused-outta-my-mind’s bases: “love, music, free, fun”. I read pokeopa’s “dinosaurs” and pengwenny’s “traveling, maps, globes, suitcases” at the same time, and instantly thought of Jurassic Park. Like a crazy trip you’d take. But why? Then I read your-new-beginning’s “faith in love again”, and I had my reason and my chorus. A couples retreat at Jurassic Park would be pretty effective I think. Thanks for playing along, bloggers; gems are created by pressure. I really appreciated the other responses, too, and may use them sometime soon. Enjoy everyone! — Kavalier Calm
Couples Retreat at Jurassic Park
We should have read the fine print
when we signed up for that couples retreat.
The ad said it would challenge us,
but we didn’t know what that means.
Well, we traveled by helo to the far side of the globe,
an island not listed on any map.
And we smiled as the pilot waved goodbye;
we didn’t know we were in a trap.
It wasn’t until we faced death
that we found faith in our love again.
We walked up to the resort house,
but there was no one at the check in desk.
In fact, there was no one in sight;
and thus began our test.
With one giant roar—ROAR,
we turned our heads to the door.
And much to my surprise and yours,
in walked a dinosaur.
CHORUS
I was so scared, I was glad
I remembered to pack extra underwear.
You grabbed my arm, and we screamed
as we high-tailed it out of there.
That dinosaur was in hot pursuit,
and I knew if we kept running, he’d catch you.
I screamed “Go on, I’ll distract him
because only one of us can make it through.”
CHORUS
But you refused to go on without me:
“If one must go, then he gets both.”
And you grabbed my hand and kissed me,
as that dino grew close.
But when that T-Rex was mere feet away,
he powered down like some robot.
The retreat director stepped from the shadows
and said, “Congrats you’re in love.”
CHORUSWhat do you think? Should I make this available for download?
I’m speechless. This guy gets so many opposite ideas and is able to piece them together in such a way that it seems as though everything in the whole world is tied together somehow.
Thank you for using my idea, too!
Thanks for the kind words. You know, I think everything in the whole world is tied together somehow. A noble goal for any song is to reveal this truth. On request, I’ve made this song available for free download here, and you can watch me perform it on YouTube here. Enjoy everyone! — K.C.
Okay, speed writing done. Pretty funny song. Meshed the first four responses I saw together into one tune. Firstly it covers all of confused-outta-my-mind’s bases: “love, music, free, fun”. I read pokeopa’s “dinosaurs” and pengwenny’s “traveling, maps, globes, suitcases” at the same time, and instantly thought of Jurassic Park. Like a crazy trip you’d take. But why? Then I read your-new-beginning’s “faith in love again”, and I had my reason and my chorus. A couples retreat at Jurassic Park would be pretty effective I think. Thanks for playing along, bloggers; gems are created by pressure. I really appreciated the other responses, too, and may use them sometime soon. Enjoy everyone! — Kavalier Calm
Couples Retreat at Jurassic Park
We should have read the fine print
when we signed up for that couples retreat.
The ad said it would challenge us,
but we didn’t know what that means.
Well, we traveled by helo to the far side of the globe,
an island not listed on any map.
And we smiled as the pilot waved goodbye;
we didn’t know we were in a trap.
It wasn’t until we faced death
that we found faith in our love again.
We walked up to the resort house,
but there was no one at the check in desk.
In fact, there was no one in sight;
and thus began our test.
With one giant roar—ROAR,
we turned our heads to the door.
And much to my surprise and yours,
in walked a dinosaur.
CHORUS
I was so scared, I was glad
I remembered to pack extra underwear.
You grabbed my arm, and we screamed
as we high-tailed it out of there.
That dinosaur was in hot pursuit,
and I knew if we kept running, he’d catch you.
I screamed “Go on, I’ll distract him
because only one of us can make it through.”
CHORUS
But you refused to go on without me:
“If one must go, then he gets both.”
And you grabbed my hand and kissed me,
as that dino grew close.
But when that T-Rex was mere feet away,
he powered down like some robot.
The retreat director stepped from the shadows
and said, “Congrats you’re in love.”
CHORUS
What do you think? Should I make this available for download?
So, I have somewhere to be in about an hour, but I promised myself I’d write a song today. Followers, give me an idea—help me crowdsource. Answer this post with a single word, a small story, a picture, or whatever, and I’ll write a response to one. I’ve been wanting to do a speed writing challenge for awhile now. Wonder what I can write, record, and post in one hour.
Ideas? Don’t be shy!
I read on Pitchfork.com that QuintonSung painstakingly transformed the Radiohead albums Kid A and OK Computer into 8-bit versions of themselves and put them on YouTube. The effort alone is worth applauding, but both albums actually sound amazing this way. Now we know what Radiohead would sound like in a vintage video game. — K.C.
I was scrolling through Tumblr last week and came across a picture of a very cute girl on her blog little-looks. On this blog, and her main blog littlefinch, she shares her unique sense of style, which I definitely dig. I messaged her outright, asked her if I could write her a song. She didn’t make a specific request, but said:
The only thing I could say is maybe something not cliché or overdone.
With this simple statement, she accidentally spoke to one of my deepest fears. To date, I would say CI is unique. I find it fairly easy to let my strange inner-voice out (because he’s loud and hungry). And I have no real plan for CI; I sort of just go with the musical flow, and that’s exciting. But sometimes not being cliché means making some hard choices. Like my avoidance of covers. Or the fact that I’ve listened to much less music since I started CI a few months ago because I’m afraid of accidentally copying/being changed/losing my internal rhythm. Maybe this is silly? I don’t know. Tonight’s song, my song for Ms. Little-Blogs, is not about the challenge of being artistically unique, though. It’s about the challenge of being romantically unique. I think it is difficult enough for a guy to meet all the overblown expectations generated by Hollywood and pulp-fiction. But even if a guy can pull it off, many girls will find it boring because they will (correctly) feel that it’s not unique. Guessing if a girl wants cliché love or unique love is a very special frustration (especially because the girl doesn’t always know herself), and this frustration is at the heart of this song. I will say that in general, I think the most fertile soil for love is a bed of earth void of expectations…just like the most fertile soil for my songwriting project is a blog with no real direction. Enjoy everyone. If interested, free downloads of this track are here. — K.C.
I’m Not The First Boy To Love A Girl
I write you poems every day,
and I bring you flowers in a vase.
But you say I’m such a bore;
you want a love you ain’t ever seen before.
I’m not the first boy to love a girl;
there’s only so much I can do.
I’m not the first boy to love a girl;
I’m just the first one to love you.
I make you dinner and buy us tickets to a show,
and I’m interested in everything you know.
But every time I dare smile, you yawn;
you want a love you ain’t heard in any song.
CHORUS
Who are you to demand something new?
There’s no need to reinvent the wheel.
There’s a model for good loving;
you just need to try and feel.
CHORUS
Princess Peach wrote a song for Mario! After decades of sheepishly acting on her love, the perennial damsel in distress is finally telling Mario how it is. Mario fans will appreciate the lyrical references (some of which are obscure) to the many games in the Mario franchise. This is some of my happiest work ever, and I hope it makes you listeners smile. I dedicate this song to these awesome blogs with Peach/Mario/Nintendo content: themushroomprincess, peachtoadstool, thenobleredplumber, suppermariobroth, game-portal, smashbrotherhood, n64wasmychildhood, dotcore, and nintendard.
Free downloads of this song are here, and you can stream it on YouTube here. — Kavalier Calm
Under Peach’s Umbrella
I do all I can to impress you.
I race karts and win the Grand Prix.
I formed the Peach Hit Five,
so you could hear me sing.
I’ve been to all nine of your parties,
and I know how to lace up a pair of cleats.
I play every sport
hoping you’re on my team.
I just want you under my umbrella,
I just want you under here with me.
I just want you under my umbrella,
so I can kiss you on the cheek.
You’ve saved me from the Koopa Troop
more times than I can count.
You’re my hero,
there is no doubt.
You’ve been across the galaxy and back,
and you’ve been stretched paper thin.
I send 1-up love letters
to help you win.
CHORUS
I know how to float and fight in a brawl;
A melee is nothing Toad and I can’t handle.
But I let that lizard Bowser lay his hands on me
‘cause it’s the only way you’ll see my need.
Well, I’m tired of playing coy—
listen to me, boy:
don’t wait ‘til I’m kidnapped
to rescue me!
CHORUS