Posts tagged "acoustic guitar"

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Mar 09

Hadnot Creek tells the tale of a murderous gypsy/witch, and it is the first track from Eli’s new EP. He learned it while traveling through North Carolina some time ago. It’s not for the faint of heart. We devote this posting to Tess at tesslynch—for her great stories and audio content—and to these blogs with great gypsy content: gypsymess, clutteredgypsy, thedrifterandthegypsy, dreaming-gypsy, thebohemianmuse, and befreeandindividual. Enjoy everyone! And, if you do, share it! — K.C.

     Hadnot Creek

In the heart of Carolina runs Hadnot Creek,
home to the Bog Bride: half-Southern, half-Gypsy.
She’ll lure you in with the smells of her cookin’
and keep you in the girth of her hips.

By the cool waters of Hadnot Creek
lips are moving, but they do not speak.
Don’t accept her charity;
the hearts of good men is what she seeks.

They say she’ll dance ‘til your eyes blur and close.
They say she’ll sing ‘til your ears become your toes.
Crawlin’ across the floor, crawlin’ into her arms.
You’ll be found dead and naked by the end of the week
in the muddy bend of Hadnot Creek.

CHORUS

The Bog Bride’ll end your marriage by takin’ life.
But some of these boys’d rather die by her pleasure than stay with their wives.
But if your love is true and lasting, pinch your nose and whistle this tune
as you walk the waters of Hadnot Creek where the Bog Bride croons, looms, rooms.

CHORUS


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Mar 12

So, I was thinking about Stella Artois (because I like thinking about beer) and realized I could write a song about a foreign girl name Stella. After I finished the lyrics, Eli said he wanted to work with them. Bam! We devote this to a few foreign girls we follow—a-sloth, littledarlin, neuewave, getmeoutofamerica—and to these blogs that recently tagged Stella or blues: missindiependent, yourrollingtrain, floraa-, perpetuallypreoccupied, and kittiesandbeer. Enjoy everyone. And share it with the American boys and foreign girls you know. — K.C.


     American Boys

Stella, I’ve never been with a foreign girl.
I don’t know what you’ve felt, what you’ve learned.
But we American boys have a few talents of our own;
darling, I’ll show you when we get back home.
I can show you what American boys are good for:
a laugh, a dinner, a show, and a moan.
We American boys have a few tricks up our sleeves,
and I can show you, darling; it’d be so easy.

Stella, I know you won’t regret one night with me.
In fact, you’ll probably beg for more.
I plan to leave you begging for more of that American boy.

Yeah, let me whisper sweet nothings in your ear.
You’ll laugh at my accent, but it’ll make you warm.
We American boys know how to use our words;
like keys, turning, turning you on.
These hands of mine are bruised and broken from years of work;
but they can be gentle when the job demands.
American boys know how to use their bodies;
and, darling, I know how to use yours!

CHORUS

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Mar 26

This is a song of solace for the engineer who designed the Death Star—the one that Luke Skywalker blew up in Episode IV: A New Hope. The other day, my-nameis-dylan requested that I write a song about Star Wars. That simple request had me dumbfounded at first; the Star Wars universe is so huge (no pun intended) that I could spend a lifetime writing songs about it. I was searching for a unique angle when I watched this and realized how absurd it is that the Death Star had this Achilles’ heel: shoot one spot and the whole thing explodes. I wondered who could make such a fatal design error, and then I read this: the engineers did recognize the error and tried to fix it, but a Wookiee caught up in red tape went ahead with the original design. After learning this, I thought it would be funny to write from the perspective of the engineer who first dreamed up the Death Star; oh, how his heart must have wept when his beautiful creation was destroyed. Now, listeners, I do not claim Star Wars expertise—the lyrics are based on pretty elementary research and my memory of the film—so please forgive me if I made an errant reference. Thankfully, I did learn that “Wookie” is correctly spelled “Wookiee.” Then again, that might not be the kind of thing I want to brag about knowing—especially to women. I devote this song to my-nameis-dylan for the request and to these awesome, inspiring Star Wars blogs: tiefighters, millenniumfalcon, starwarscollectors, fystarwars, beyond-starwars, mkjedi, ladyvader, starsandsabers, and star—wars. If you fancy, free downloads of this song can be found here, and it can be streamed on YouTube here. Actually, frequent listeners will be glad to know that with this track I finalized my first free album for gamers, geeks, and other nerds: Lovegame. Check it out. I’ll post more details and tracks from it during the week. Enjoy everyone; and, if you do, share it on Twitter and Facebook and stuffs! — Kavalier Calm

     Death of a Star

Out here in space, only one thing still marvels man:
the depth and fire of the stars.

So, like any good engineer, I planned to build a wonder:
a star of my own—one to rival the suns—
for it will not give life, but death.

I built her—a wonder to behold;
nearly perfect, but for one minor flaw.
I told that Wookiee not build that exhaust port,
but, oh, how he argued: more concerned with red tape than the art.

CHORUS

And I hate those Jedi, those rule breakers;
there’s no equation for The Force—
in their world, physics fails to have meaning.
That shot was one in a million,
but that Skywalker made it.
And now my masterpiece is destroyed.

CHORUS
Oh, it would have given death;
but now it’s destroyed.

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May 07

I put out a query for requests last night, and when I got home from work a couple hours ago, I saw this great idea from macharpermusic:

Write about something contradicting. Something that isn’t what it is.

I wrote this tune quickly, about a good girl who isn’t really so good, and asked Eli to perform it. We recorded in just a couple takes, so it’s raw. Special thanks to Mac for the idea; everyone should go check out her music, too! And thanks to everyone else who gave us ideas. We hope you all enjoy it. — K.C.

     Good Girl

Everyone tells me you are too good for me,
but they don’t know you like I do.
Even my mother says I don’t deserve
a god-fearing woman like you.
They don’t know that you hide
red lipstick in your purse,
and they don’t know that you like to steal
kisses behind the drug store.

Baby, I’d like to help you show them the truth.

You ain’t the good girl they think you is.
I’ve seen cigarettes dangle from them lips.
Oh, the Good, Good Lord knows
you ain’t all His.
You hold your liquor as well as
you hold your Bible.
Your preacher father
wouldn’t recognize this child.
CHORUS

Baby, just love me, forget what they wish;
in the pew on Sunday, give me a kiss.
I’ll bring your night life out in the daylight,
and then they’ll see we are right
for each other.



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May 10

Tonight’s song is about a girl…or Pikachu? I focused on the classic character and Poke-language while I wrote the lyrics to this love song: “Electric Mouse”. I’ve italicized the lyrics where I’m specifically referencing Poke-lore or a moment in the show or video games. Some are obvious, and others are subtle; do you understand them all, true fans? I’m devoting this song to some of my favorite Poke-blogs, which everyone should check out: pikachusblog, f***-yeahpokemon, pkmnblue, pokemonforever-, pokemonftwlulz, allpokemonallthetime, pokemonpalooza, all-that-is-pokemon, and nerdchallenge. If you like this tune, check out my other Poke-songs on our Popular Songs page. Free downloads of this song are here, and you can stream it on YouTube here. Thanks for listening! — Kavalier Calm

     Electric Mouse

Your lightning bolt-looks and swift wit
have a special power over me.
When you blush, sparks fly
from the red on your cheeks.

Electric mouse, I choose you. Won’t you choose me?
Electric mouse, I choose you. You’re all I need.

You refuse to live in a bubble;
you’re strong and want to stand on your own.
Well, I ain’t asking you to evolve;
I just don’t want to stand alone.
Even the toughest sometimes need a hand
to fight off Spearow.
CHORUS

I bet those other cats—them Meowth—
promise to fly you away in a Team Rocketship.
But I’ll stand right here on the ground
and work to grant your every wish.
Let’s train to fight and and train to love;
I know we’ll be the best there ever was.
CHORUS


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May 15

About an hour ago, the blogger at justpleaseneverforgetme said she was bored, so I asked her for a request. She challenged me to write a sad song about friends or a lover leaving, focusing on “how things were and wishing it could go back to how it was.” Eli is trying to build another album, so he called dibs on the request. Sadly, he knows this topic very well. The final track of his first album was about his lover leaving, the one he’s still looking for. He tapped into those ever-burning feelings to write this song. It’s devoted to justpleaseneverforgetme for the great request, and also to these other blogs we found that tagged #lonely recently: notaboutforcinghappiness, thefinaladventure, gauntness, celestial-elixir, and rosiexriot. I guess I’m dedicating it to you all so you know you aren’t the only one with that feeling. Misery loves company? Plus, music always makes us feel better at CI. Enjoy. — K.C.

     Find Another Like You

When you left you took my memories.
You knew where I hid my spare keys.

I should have taken notes on how to live alone before I met you.
But I didn’t know I’d give you so much of myself.

I grew comfortable in my skin and felt safe up against yours.
I didn’t know what I was losing when you went out that door.
REFRAIN

And I know you won’t be back, but I want to get back to that place.
That place where I feel I can give someone everything.
But I don’t know if I can find another like you.

I used you like storage: a place for safekeeping.
But you burnt the bank down when you said, “I’m leaving.”
REFRAIN
And it ain’t your fault that I invested so carelessly.
But you could have warned me that “always” meant “maybe”.
REFRAIN
CHORUS


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Jun 10

Re-posting one of my favorite songs I’ve written: a song about the zombie apocalypse (a love song, of course): This post is for Megan at megandear. Found her blog by accident and was struck by her humor and unique bio (a girl who likes horror movies and video games!?) And those eyes. I couldn’t figure out if they were green or blue, but I enjoyed studying her pictures trying to figure it out. I know I’m not the only one to imagine surviving a zombie apocalypse; but I might be the first to turn the situation into a love song. Enjoy, Megan, and thanks for the inspiration! Free downloads of this song are here. — K.C.

     My Green Eyed Zombie Killer

If the Zombie Apocalypse
comes tomorrow, and I am left for dead,
I hope I’m left in a musty, dark cellar
with you.
We won’t have much besides piles of movies
(both Romantic and Scary), and a cache of weapons,
and canned food and Twinkies,
and an Xbox.

And every time we push back the brain-eating horde,
we’ll fall into each other’s arms.
And I’ll tell you: There’s nowhere I’d rather be
than here with you, my green eyed zombie killer.

We’ll spend the hours between Undead surges,
gaming and laughing and counting ammunition.
We’ll draw escape plans for all situations,
though we both never want to leave.

And every time we push back the brain-eating horde,
we’ll fall into each other’s arms.
And I’ll tell you: There’s nowhere I’d rather be
than here with you, my green eyed zombie killer.

And if you get infected,
I’ll deny it with every ounce of my being.
I’ll tie you down in a chair
and put on all your favorite movies.

And every time I push back the brain-eating horde,
I’ll come as close as I can to your hungry arms.
And I’ll tell you: There’s nowhere I’d rather be
than here with you, my green eyed zombie.

(Source: crowdsourceinspiration)

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Jun 17

My newest #gaming song is for all the earthbound dreamers out there. We all want to get off the ground, live our dreams and go on adventures, but sometimes it feels like we’ll be earthbound forever. I bet that’s what Ness thought, living a normal life just like the rest of us, until a meteor fell and an alien told him he was destined to save the universe. My song is about Ness and Earthbound/Mother, but it’s for anyone hoping adventure is just around the bend. Because, who knows, it may be! My friends Eric and Josh over at the wonderful On The Level Gaming blog suggested I write a song for Ness, so I dedicate this song to them. They actually gave me several awesome #gaming song ideas, so expect more soon. I also dedicate this song to these great blogs with Earthbound/Mother content: earthbound-mother-series, asknesssdad, ask-ninten, doodlebound, imadogfish, simonbobx, pepperattacks, and f***yeahmother. Free downloads of this song are here, and you can stream it on YouTube here. Enjoy, earthbound dreamers! — Kavalier Calm

     Earthbound

If you’re an earthbound boy hoping for heroic fate,
know that it’s just one meteor fall away.
And when you get your chance to defend those in need,
you better have your baseball bat at the ready.

‘Cause an insectoid alien from the future may appear,
buzz, buzz, buzzing his worries in your ear;
he’ll tell you the Apple of Enlightenment
chose you to save the universe from space giants.
And you’ll know that prophetic fruit spoke the truth
when your psychic mind knows just what to do.
CHORUS

‘Cause you may have to fight Starmen and Spiteful Crows
while wielding weapons like frying pans and yo-yos.
And you may travel through one, two, three, four towns,
and you may get to see The Runaway Five get down.
And I bet you’ll meet a bunch of insane cultists
who think their way of life is the Happiest.
CHORUS

And you won’t fight alone; you’ll have all the friends you need:
a Prince, your dog, a nerd, and a lovely lady.
You can call your dad whenever you need to save,
and at Mr. Saturn’s hotel you may get a free stay.
And when you feel the weight of the world on you,
remember faith in your friends and prayer will see you through.

We earthbound boys all have big dreams.
We want to leave our homes and leave our dull destinies.
The best we can do is be vigilant and stand
ready for when the universe needs a helping hand.
Earthbound boys, remember your heroic fate
is just one meteor fall away.


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Crowdsource Inspiration Kavalier Calm The Gift acoustic guitar answer electric guitar love music musicians original question request singer songwriter lofi indie romance creative lyrics poetry writing art

Jun 19

For this love song, I meshed the requests of two bloggers: youre-the-storm said, “maybe you can write something that suits a girl who’s gift is to make everyone around her happy, even in the darkest hour?” ; and otaku-chan29 said, “A girl who’s too caught up in her own imagination to realize that she’s not alone seems like a good song huh? ^_^”. My mind conjured up a girl who is so bright and creative, she makes everyone around her happy, and I can’t help but fall in love with her. But this girl is unaware of her effect on people, on me; she isn’t amazing for us, but for herself and accidentally. I’d give such a girl this song to wake her to the truth. The backbone is a simple loop of three arpeggiated chords; the art is in the lyrics, the vocals (took some falsetto risks), and the warm reverb solos. I devote this song to youre-the-storm and otaku-chan29 for their requests and to aub-burrito for talking to me about writing. Downloads of this song are available here. Thanks for listening, everyone. — K.C.

     The Gift

You’ve got the gift,
the gift of happiness.
And it’s contagious,
and I’m catching your sickness,
your joy that makes my darkest hours bright.
And I might be falling for you
and your gift.

You’ve spent your whole life in your head,
that warm place where you dream.
Your wild imagination needs an anchor,
let it be me.
‘Cause you may not see, but you are alone,
and I could give you the gift of love.

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Jul 27

I was playing Minecraft the other day and realized Creepers are a perfect metaphor for the negative people in all of our lives: the Debbie Downers, the Trolls, those who try to tell us we shouldn’t create. So I decided to write a song about how we can’t let those people bring us down. The lyrics are full of Minecraft words, which I bolded below. I dedicate this song to these blogs with great Minecraft content: weplayminecraft, playingwithblocks, m1n3cr4ft, minecraftlords, mine-craft-talk, the-minecraft-funnys, and insanelygaming. Free downloads of this song are available here, and you can stream it on YouTube here. I hope you enjoy, fellow creators, and if you do, check out my other #gaming songs! — Kavalier Calm

     Creeps

We all dream of worlds where we can play god:
create what we will in life’s big sandbox;
stand at our crafting table with our materials and our mind;
let our furnaces burn as we work by torchlight.

But mobs come to blow up our dreams;
they sneak from behind like bullies.
Every artist must defeat his creeps.

We may: build a glass house with a cobblestone path;
make a bed underground in our favorite mine shaft.
The world will be our oyster, but we better stay on our toes;
craft a diamond sword and find a bow and arrows
because CHORUS

And I’m here to say those creepers can be beat
one light at a time.
Build your pyramids, your Eiffel towers,
fill the world with your warm smile.
Push back the jealous and the gunpowder mad
with your creative fire.
Creator, create;
don’t let the creeps be your demise.

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Aug 23

I was thinking today about how our first relationships don’t usually work out; essentially, this means as we fall in love again, we are giving out and receiving second-hand love. The original recipient is long-gone; the new person is getting worn leftovers. I wrote a song about wanting to stick with my first lover, to avoid this sad love-diluting process. — Kavalier Calm

     Second-hand Love

You are my first, and I’d have you be my last
‘cause I don’t want no second-hand love.

Don’t trade me in for a richer man,
and I won’t seek a younger model.
I’ll stomach all your quirks,
if you help solve my problems.

‘Cause I don’t want no second-hand love.

I won’t scream when you scratch the car
if you don’t yell about dishes in the sink;
and I won’t mind that you use all the hot water
if you don’t mind how much I drink.
CHORUS

If we gave up, we’d find another;
but I don’t want damaged goods.
You are my first, and I’d have you be my last
‘cause I don’t want no second-hand love.

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Crowdsource Inspiration Kavalier Calm Shaye acoustic guitar advice answer folk help indie love lyrics music musicians poetry question request singer songwriter singing song writing Artists on Tumblr

Sep 17

I first want to thank those of you who answered my question; it was nice to get such a strong and immediate response. I tried to give back with a strong and immediate song! A number of bloggers suggested the girl’s hobby should be singing (hobbitgirl, ytrepyb, and doom2525), so I pretended this was a democracy and went with power in numbers. And I took fancy-tits’s suggested name Shaye because…it’s pretty. Why else? I came up with the guitar riff as I was falling asleep last night, but I wrote the lyrics, figured out the vocals, and recorded this in less than an hour. Thank you, followers; your interest is my fuel! I may work with some of the other suggestions I received, too; I want to give back to all of you. Enjoy! — Kavalier Calm

     Shaye

Shaye, when you sing, I am all ears.
You have the voice of one who’s seen better years.
Well, I’ve seen better times, too,
and I’d like to make good times with you.

‘Cause it may be easy to carry a tune;
but I had no reason to sing before I met you.

If you teach me all your songs,
I know I can’t go wrong.
We’ll be two songbirds, flying through the air—
filled with music, without a care.

Shaye, I thought the world was full of mutes until I met you.
I thought I’d gone deaf ‘cause I heard no woman’s song.
But now I know the truth:
I had no reason to sing before I met you.

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Dec 04

I asked Devina at oh-that-indie-kid if she’d be my latest muse, and she agreed. I asked her what was unique about her that deserved a song, and she told me she is a very talkative girl. I thought about my favorite way to quiet a girl who is talking too much, and wrote this song. I decided to make a video for this posting because some of you have asked to see me. Well, here is most of me. Unfortunately, I couldn’t figure out how to splice in the video of my playing the piano. Thanks for inspiring me, Devina. Enjoy, friends. — Kavalier Calm

     She Talks, I Hear

Well, I know a girl who talks too much.
Everyone around her begs her to hush.
All her opinions are based on her dreams;
she says facts are not what they seem.

And she talks, and she talks, and she talks.

When you listen to her words flow in a stream,
you can’t help but wonder if she ever breathes.
Politics, art, the true value of cake—
around her no topic is safe.

And she talks, and she talks, and she talks.
And I hear, and I hear, and I hear.
Until I’ve had it up to here, until I silence her with my mouth:
one kiss to swallow those words and swallow her doubts.

Well, she tells a joke like it’s a race:
the punch line comes sudden to hit you in the face.
And if a moment calls for quiet—for grave respect—
she won’t hold her tongue, you can bet.
REFRAIN

The other team falls asleep when she’s at a debate,
and she’s forbidden a podium in thirty-seven states.
The deaf are grateful when they learn she exists,
and she’s on the library’s Most Wanted List.
REFRAIN
CHORUS


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Feb 17

I’m dedicating tonight’s song to the beautiful Lena and her awesome blog pokemon-zelda-ghibli. She said she favors the original 150 Pokemon, and so do I. I focused on the classic character Pikachu and Poke-language while I wrote the lyrics to this love song. I’ve italicized the lyrics where I reference Poke-lore. Some references are obvious, and others are subtle; do you understand them all, Poke-fans? Free downloads are here (just enter $0 as price). — Kavalier Calm

Electric Mouse

Your lightning bolt-looks and swift wit
have a special power over me.
When you blush, sparks fly
from the red on your cheeks.

Electric mouse, I choose you. Won’t you choose me?
Electric mouse, I choose you. You’re all I need.

You refuse to live in a bubble;
you’re strong and want to stand on your own.
Well, I ain’t asking you to evolve;
I just don’t want to stand alone.
Even the toughest sometimes need a hand
to fight off Spearow.
CHORUS

I bet those other cats—them Meowth—
promise to fly you away in a Team Rocketship.
But I’ll stand right here on the ground
and work to grant your every wish.
Let’s train to fight and and train to love;
I know we’ll be the best there ever was.
CHORUS