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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 track are available 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.

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Zombies, sex, and a beautiful face are the three topics for this rock song. When I hinted to Bella over at elusivezombie that I wanted to write her a song, I asked which of those three topics I should focus on. She said, “I dislike restricting artists.” What a lovely answer. Thus, I thought up a way to write about all three. I imagined seeing Bella in a coffee shop and what type of story it would take to get her to come home with me. The one in the lyrics just might work. Her only request was distortion, and I gave her heaps of it. I took snippets of language from her poetic blog, like “cozy lies,” “teeky,” and the idea of love-making as a “flow.” Bella, thank you for the inspiration. This post is also devoted to i-heartzombies (who requested a zombie song just last night), to zombiepussyliquor and zombieslaughter (hot zombie lovers like Bella), and to nixombie, zombie-island, and zombiemania (good zombie content blogs)!! When I started this songwriting project, I didn’t know I’d write a zombie-based love song, let alone two. Maybe there will be more? If you want to hear the first one, also, go here. — K.C.

     Cozy Lies

You are sipping on coffee
and reading a book on the films of George A. Romero.
I study your face like it is the first I’ve ever seen,
with dark eyes like windows,
and dark curls like frames.

And I know you are my muse.
And I know I have to have you,
and to get you, I’ll tell cozy lies.

I sit down and tell you I have a secret.
You humor me and look up from your book.
I tell you I work in a lab,
a medical lab, and tomorrow is our big day,
when we release the virus, a zombie virus,
and infect the whole population.
Your eyebrows raise and you cover your mouth
with your hand all in mock surprise.

CHORUS

You are too beautiful to suffer this fate, I exclaim.
I have the vaccine, and you’re the only one I want to save.
I have the vaccine, and it’s back in my room, hidden under my bed.
Come with me, and I’ll give it you; I’ll give you all I have.

So we teeky back to my room,
and I give you the cure right there on my bed,
all the cure I’ve got, until you feel far from dead.
Until we flow, flow together, and feel far from dead.
And we lay, cozy and living out my lie.


This song answers a brilliant request from  kevinapocalypse at the great gaming blog theredherb. He suggested that I write a song for the true hero of early Resident Evil games: The Save Room. These rare rooms had a typewriter for saving and an inventory box for swapping items. After dealing with the undead chaos, these rooms felt like “sanctuaries” to him. He also noted the beautiful music in these rooms, which I listened to much this week and like to think affected my writing (I had about a dozen creepier riffs that didn’t make the cut for this). So, I always push a request’s envelope, right? I agree with him that these places are sanctuaries—as the room with a save point is in many games. But there is another side to the coin. Programmers don’t give us a save point to congratulate us for our hard work; it’s usually a sign that something very bad is about to happen. Thus, save rooms are sanctuaries, but they are also just the calm before the storm. I dedicate this song to theredherb and also to these rad RE blogs I’ve been following for some time: hellyesesidentevilseries, residentevil-fanart, girls-kill-zombies-deader, resievilfan, and f***yeahresidentevil. Free downloads of this track are available here. Enjoy RE fans and fellow-gamers! — Kavalier Calm

     The Calm Before The Storm

Finally. A place to rest.
You’ve pumped bullets into so many zombie heads
you only have half a clip left
and HP in the single-digits.
The music here is soft,
and you have the time to collect your thoughts,
organize your items,
and plan for what’s next.

But don’t let your guard down.
This safe place is not a prize
for all those hard fights;
it’s the calm before the storm.

What do you think this ammo’s for?
Why did the programmers let you save your state?
Because a boss is just around the bend,
ready to make you RESET.
Did you think it would get easier?
You’ve won a battle not the war.
The undead are plotting their offensive
right outside that door.

So you better save, maybe in two slots.
Grab all the ammunition you got.
Leave that unused weapon behind,
so you can carry all the herbs you find.
‘Cause it’s coming, the final push;
wave your calm goodbye.
You won’t feel safe again,
‘til those final credits roll by.

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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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Song a Day - Day Two

Green Eyed Zombie Killer - Kavalier Calm

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Thank you, Megan. You were my first muse.

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