Kavalier Calm's Crowdsource Inspiration

Hi. I'm Kavalier Calm. I write songs and poems inspired by the people I meet on the internet. Ask, and I’ll write something for you. Really.
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  • Hey friends, I implore you to stream my songs on Spotify. Listen on repeat. Have them playing on your computer even if you aren’t in the room. I only make a fraction of a penny per play, but any little bit helps fund my project so I can keep writing songs for you all—for free. Share what you hear with your friends if you like it. Much love. — KC

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    I wrote this love song in response to this quote. Free downloads here. Much, much love. — Kavalier

         Nothing Left To Chase

    Every morning you have
    two choices:
    sleep with your dreams
    or wake and chase them.
    But now that you sleep in my bed,
    the choices are the same.
    You, darling, were my dream.
    I have nothing left to chase.

    They say somewhere over the rainbow
    is a pot of gold.
    But who needs gold
    when you have a rainbow?
    Now that you sleep in my bed,
    I can finally see.
    Why would I go hunt for more?
    I have all that I need.

    Now that you sleep in my bed,
    there’s no decisions left to make.
    Any time I can have with you
    I should clearly take.
    VERSE 1

    For certain-tyy and everyone else who’s trying to make a lover out of a friend. — Kavalier

         Feelings Like This

    He’s the boy of every girl’s dreams:
    you can take him home to mom; you can take him in your sheets.
    She’s beautiful in a small and shy way:
    she’s realer than the rest, not another bitch, Barbie.

    They’ve been friends for far too long.
    Love’s come upon them like sleep: slow, then all at once.
    They believe they control their feelings;
    but feelings like this, they control you.

    They try and play dumb, but they can feel the change.
    They deny it to their friends, say things are still the same.
    But how about that first kiss? And the second one, too?
    Is that something “just friends” do?

    His mind flip flops like a fish on land,
    and she’s too scared to put the truth in his hands.
    They go back and forth between a laugh and a fight;
    they won’t admit that this happiness is right.

    Free downloads here (just enter $0 as the price).

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    I wrote a song for Denny’s. Sorry. I get a little emotional about my cured meats. — KC


    Doc says my heart can’t handle it.
    My diet is too high in fat.
    What’s a man supposed to do
    when bacon is his favorite food group?
    Now I don’t mind a little green on my plate,
    but I live for an oinker’s taste.
    What’s a man supposed to do
    when bacon is his favorite food group?
    Eat at Denny’s until his life is through.

    Crying at the beauty. 

    I spent three years writing hundreds of love songs, and not one ever got more than 600 notes. I write a song about bacon and get over 1000. I think I’ve learned something important about you Tumblrers…

    (via togebi)

    I haven’t slept in over 24 hours. I’m losing it. So I wrote a song about a one-eyed pirate cat. It was inspired by this thread on reddit. If you are weird enough to actually want to download this, you can do so here. — KC

         Captain Cat Morgan

    Yo ho ho and a ball of yarn.
    Yo ho ho and a ball of yarn.

    Captain Cat Morgan sails the seven seas
    harrassing Royal Dogs with his Band of Fleas.
    They fight their way onto merchant ships
    to steal kitty litter and rare catnips.

    His heart is black and so is his fur;
    his crew always hears him purr:
    "I only need one eye to see
    the pirate life is the life for me!”

    Life should be a Fancy Feast—
    not wasted on mice chasing.
    And that’s why we thieve!

    I earned reddit gold for a song I wrote, and it got me thinking about the responsibility that those with wealth (in every sense) have to those who are poor. Free downloads of this song are here.

         Those With Gold

    The divine don’t have enough time
    to shine on everyone.
    The gods of luck shine on some
    and hope they pay it forward.

    If you’re on top,
    you’re standing on the shoulders of those below,
    and they need an angel among the living
    to give them hope.

    Those with gold owe the cold
    a place to find warmth.

    Beauty, skill, fame, fortune,
    right place, right time.
    Don’t kid the cosmos or yourself:
    "This was meant to be mine."

    Tonight’s song was inspired by Ria at rustlerustle. She shared a poem she wrote with me—about being skeptical of a love—with the recurring line: “What did I do to deserve this?” I wanted to use this line in a song, but I also wanted to know why others feel like they don’t deserve love. So I asked, and many of you answered beautifully (if sadly). Thank you, thank you. I used most of your responses in the lyrics to this song. All the verses contain hyperlinks to the blogger who submitted the idea. Followers, check out their blogs as you listen to my song and maybe message them and let them know you still think they deserve love. Please? For me? Free downloads of this song are here. Much love. — KC

         To Deserve You

    I have a history of being intense.
    I’m a disappointment to all my friends.
    I don’t filter my mouth when I speak.
    So how could you want me?

    What did I do to deserve this?
    What did I do to deserve you?

    I’m too simple—in a complicated way.
    I’m haunted by my past mistakes.
    I love too much and too many at once.
    So how could you be the one?

    I wish I was someone else.
    I like to hide in my shell.
    I play too much when things get real.
    So what is this that I feel?

    Sometimes I can’t figure out what chord I want to play next in the progression, and then I think, “What would Ke$ha do?”

    I’m writing a song about feeling like I’m not deserving of love. I’m brutally honest and arrogant, and it makes me hard to be with. I’d like to put other people’s reasons in the lyrics, too. So, why do you feel like you don’t deserve love?

    "Be Your Husband" performed by Kavalier Calm. Cover of Nina Simone.

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