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Aug 27

How would you describe a cruel lover?

The other night I was tapping my finger and started singing:

Well, I could never love a woman as cruel as you. ( X 2 )
You’re mean to my mother, and you’re worse with my friends.
I could never love a woman as cruel as you.

Well, you say such awful things to wilt my pride.
You say such awful things to make me feel dead inside.
I could never love a woman as cruel as you. ( X 2 )

Parameters: How would you describe a cruel lover? Give me a line or two. The lyric can be simple—in fact, should be. This recording will be very bluesy/jazzy. I may not even have my guitar.

Expected response time: Sunday night.


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Mar 19

Tonight’s song is in response to a special request from Lydia over at find-the-light-in-the-darkness. She asked that I write a song about tattoos and challenged me to give it some jazzy edges. I spent Sunday morning reading up on basic jazz theory and came up with solid chord progressions/riffs. But I really wanted to push it on the vocals—take jazz-like risks. I managed it, especially as the song fades out with layered vocal tracks. And now I’m super grateful for Lydia’s request because I feel I’ve knocked down a mental roadblock I had about my own voice; I didn’t know I could sing a song like this, and now I do. Now, if I only knew a drummer with some brushes…This song is devoted to Lydia and, because of the extended inky metaphor in the lyrics, I’m also devoting it to these great tattoo content blogs: notattoosdienaked, fyeahtattoos, tattoos, fuckyeahtinytattoos, and tattoosong. Enjoy everyone! — Kavalier

     Tattoo

I’ve been looking for a girl to give my ink—
a woman just like you.

I’d like to make you permanent,
etch your name deep in my skin.
Mark me, sugar, brand me as yours,
‘cause that’s what I is.

Baby, I’d like to give you my ink,
cover you from head to toe.
I’d like to make a tattoo out of you.
Oh, live with me until I die.

CHORUS

Most things aren’t meant to last:
bonds break and knots fray.
But this promise I make won’t be erased.
I’d like to make a tattoo out of you.

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