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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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  • Tonight’s song is for the lovely Cynthia at the-essence-of-greatness. In her submission she told me that she is “a rebel without a cause.” For example, she once skipped class to go to the library. I thought it’d be fun to write a love song for a girl like Cynthia, one whose actions mark her as a free spirit, but a harmless one—one looking for some direction (and hopefully that direction would be me). Note how the first line in each verse describes a rebellious action, while the second one reveals it’s not that rebellious, really. Fun lyric trick. And I got back to my roots with this one; just used my guitar and belting voice and recorded in one take. Enjoy, friends. Much love. — Kavalier Calm

         Rebel Without A Cause

    She cuts class like other kids—
    for a library visit.
    She spends more money than she should—
    on her friends.
    She never says thank you—
    she hand writes thank you cards.
    She wants to run away to see the world—
    then come back.

    She’s a rebel without a cause,
    and I’d like her cause to be me.
    She is a free spirit,
    only she can’t see…

    She takes naps during class—
    to dream about poetry.
    She picks up every penny she finds—
    for charity.
    She only laughs at jokes she likes—
    she’s easily amused.
    She’s never loved anyone—
    besides everyone she meets.

    Her wings may be clipped,
    but she still flies.
    Nothing can stop that girl
    when she sets her mind.
    CHORUS

    The blogger over at mylittleheart-x told me she is struggling to choose between two loves (which is lucky, really, because most of us can’t even find one). I decided to write a song about the problem with having to make such a choice—about, naturally, wanting to keep both. Again, I’ve been playing with Fruity Loops to build fuller songs; I enjoy the individual tracks, but their melding is a bit clumsy. Learning, learning. Enjoy, friends. Much love. — Kavalier

         Don’t Make Me Choose

    I’ve got options:
    one in the left hand,
    one in the right,
    and I shouldn’t take both,
    but I might.

    I can flip a coin or draw straws,
    but I’d rather be greedy and have it all.
    Girls don’t make me choose
    between you or you.

    Try choosing between 
    water or air, heart or mind—
    a man needs both to survive,
    and I need you both at night.
    CHORUS

    For so long it was just little old me;
    now I have more than I could ever need.
    CHORUS

    My 4-track EP of dreamy, folk lovesongs For Ellise is now on Spotify! Just search my name “Kavalier Calm” to find it (or wait ‘til I post it on Tumblr in one sec). Please stream it infinitely (seriously) and share it with your friends. Even if you just leave the album streaming on repeat when you aren’t at your computer, it will help me keep one of my 2014 resolutions: find a way to make money from all this writing (or accept you need a new hobby). But because I want to “grow my business” in non-slimy ways, if you really like my album, you can still download it for free on my Bandcamp page here. Thank you so much for listening, friends. I promise to keep writing for you. Much love. — Kavalier

    "The Gift" by Kavalier Calm. Free downloads of this song are available here.  

         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.

    Tonight’s song “Majesty” is for the lovely Christine over at hellbounds.com. She showed me some lyrics she wrote—a great first verse for a song—and I added a second verse and a chorus. Thanks for sharing such beautiful words with me, Christine. Thanks for listening, friends. And keep submitting great song requests. Much love. — KC

         Majesty

    In the midst of the ruins you stand.
    When hope depletes, you show the way.
    For the light that has come;
    salvation for all.
    Let us hear it for majesty.

    Majesty up above;
    majesty on my knees.
    Majesty up above;
    majesty, please take me.

    Oh, we all just want to be saved
    by someone who feels the same—
    by someone who needs love
    and grace and faith.
    Let us hear it for majesty.
    CHORUS

    Tonight’s song is for  António over at ant0rm. We talked about growing older and giving up on our dreams (mine is being a professional musician, his is being a professional surfer). I decided to apply this concept to a love song. I’m one of many who’s given up on the dream of true love; I’m hoping others will relate to the lyrics. This is the first song I’ve fully produced with Fruity Loops, and it’s some of my fullest work yet (percussion, bass, piano, etc.). Free downloads of this tune are here (just enter $0 as the price). Let me know what you think, followers. Much love. — KC

        Giving Up On Dreams

    When I was small,
    I had dreams to grow
    as tall as the sun.
    When I hit the glass ceiling,
    a normal life
    broke my fall.
    And now I see dreams are for those who get to sleep,
    but I’ve been awake, eyes wide open, since you left me.

    Giving up on dreams.

    Fairytales teach us
    to believe in true love.
    But Princes do not come
    from kissed frogs.
    And now I see stories are for those who can hear,
    but I’ve been deaf since you left, fingers in my ears.

    Giving up on dreams.

    For the lovely Rachel at eclecticpandas. Listen/download for free here: Weak by Kavalier Calm

        Weak

    Well, you don’t see what I see
    when you look in the mirror.
    Beauty comes so easy to you,
    you think it can’t be true,
    but you make me weak at the knees.
    You make me weak.

    I am sand on the shore of your grace,
    and I want you to make a castle out of me.
    Shape me as you please, oh as you will;
    just let me feel your hands.
    You make me weak at the knees.
    You make me weak.

    (via crowdsourceinspiration)

    Tonight’s song is for two of my followers who both happen to be dealing with marriage issues—very survivable issues, but not ones to be taken lightly either. And because I’m a fan of relationships surviving, instead of writing a song about running away or imagining a different life, I wrote from the perspective a man who’s ready to settle down for the right one. Maybe your hubbies want you like I want the imaginary love in this song? But they just don’t know how to articulate it? Anyway, thanks for supporting my work, ladies; it was a real pleasure to write this for two of my biggest fans. And good luck with being wifed up. Much love. — KC

         Wifed Up

    Lady, you were a spirit wild and free
    when I met you that evening.
    And when you agreed to come home with me,
    I thought a one night stand would be easy.
    But when dawn came,
    and I saw you next to me…
    I wanted to…
    get you wifed up.
    Yes, make you my only one.
    Settle down, settle for good,
    hang up the old bachelor crown.
    Darlin’, won’t you…?

    You drink most men under the table;
    you are a girl out of a fable.
    And magic like yours ain’t stable,
    but I’ll bottle it if I’m able
    because when dawn came,
    and I saw you next to me…
    CHORUS
    Darlin’, won’t you…
    let me get you wifed up?

    crowdsourceinspiration:

    Tonight’s song is inspired by my friend and CI’s very own Delaney Gunn. She proposed an experiment: what if we both wrote a song based on the same lyrics, then compared the results? I was very intrigued, so she gave me these wonderful lyrics, and this tune is what I came up with. When she shares the song she wrote based on the same words, I’ll share it with you all, and you can compare them, too. Given the lyrics, the song that popped out of my head sounds surprisingly upbeat. Maybe there’s lovely irony in that? With more time, I’d add some electric guitar over top—but I must sleep. Much, much love. — KC 

         We Always Hurt the Ones We Love 

    We always hurt the ones we love 
    Though we try not to 
    We always hurt the ones we love
    And they never see it coming 

    The first day of sixth grade 
    I met a girl who called me the wrong name 
    A week later, she called me baby
    And I told her I didn’t feel the same 
    CHORUS

    The first day I got on a plane 
    I promised my mum I would call her every day 
    A week went by, two years the same 
    And that sad telephone still hasn’t rang
    CHORUS

    The first thing I did when I turned seventeen 
    was tell a girl what she meant to me 
    But I got scared and I knew I was in too deep 
    So I told her that I had to leave 
    CHORUS X 2

    But we always see it coming 

    As previously promised, here is how Ms. Gunn interpreted her lyrics into a song. Isn’t it funny how we both took a sad song and made it upbeat? Is it a coping mechanism? Anyway, her tune is a lot fuller than mine melodically and a must-listen. So do it. And then comment nice things are her YouTube page. — KC

    Tonight’s song is inspired by my friend and CI’s very own Delaney Gunn. She proposed an experiment: what if we both wrote a song based on the same lyrics, then compared the results? I was very intrigued, so she gave me these wonderful lyrics, and this tune is what I came up with. When she shares the song she wrote based on the same words, I’ll share it with you all, and you can compare them, too. Given the lyrics, the song that popped out of my head sounds surprisingly upbeat. Maybe there’s lovely irony in that? With more time, I’d add some electric guitar over top—but I must sleep. Much, much love. — KC 

         We Always Hurt the Ones We Love 

    We always hurt the ones we love 
    Though we try not to 
    We always hurt the ones we love
    And they never see it coming 

    The first day of sixth grade 
    I met a girl who called me the wrong name 
    A week later, she called me baby
    And I told her I didn’t feel the same 
    CHORUS

    The first day I got on a plane 
    I promised my mum I would call her every day 
    A week went by, two years the same 
    And that sad telephone still hasn’t rang
    CHORUS

    The first thing I did when I turned seventeen 
    was tell a girl what she meant to me 
    But I got scared and I knew I was in too deep 
    So I told her that I had to leave 
    CHORUS X 2

    But we always see it coming 

    Followers, have you ever been in a love like this? Have you ever been trapped in the #friendzone, but it was your own, stupid fault? — KC

         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?
    CHORUS

    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.
    CHORUS

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

    (Source: crowdsourceinspiration, via crowdsourceinspiration)

         What Love Is Not

    Well, it might be more correct for me to say
    that I was happy alone until love got in the way.
    Ignorance is bliss, at least that’s what I thought,
    until you showed me I only know what I’ve been taught.
    And I’ve been taught what love is not.

    Princesses learn it’s a part of the dream;
    but happily ever after wasn’t for me.
    I liked my life just the way it was,
    until you showed me I didn’t have enough.
    And I’ve been taught what love is not.

    And what it’s not is something I need.
    But you showed me it may just be
    something I want.

    Watch me perform on YouTube here. Download for free here (just enter $0 as the price). — Kavalier Calm

    (Source: crowdsourceinspiration, via crowdsourceinspiration)

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