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Ten Cartwheels
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A thick and juicy melodic song about love, twirling, and making reference to foreign films nobody has ever seen!!
ian tanner melodic harmon
Melodic, inventive pop/rock music. Singer/songwriter; Adult Alternative.
I've played in two bands that got small label deals... The Awakening in the mid 1980's, and One Hundred Days, in the 90's. Now, I just write whatever I want to. I work at a studio full time, and the bulk of my job is writing, so I am always having to come up with material. The problem is, I spend way too little time on my own stuff after hours! I'm trying to change!! My musical style is a scatalogical blend of everything I love about music...Melody, harmony, quirky shifts of mood, a constant desire to not do what is expected.
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Genre
Pop • Indie Pop
Charts
Peak #245
Peak in subgenre #30
Author
Ian Tanner
Rights
2003 TanRocks Tunes/Socan
Uploaded
May 22, 2003
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MP3 4.2 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
This was written about being so stupidly happy, that you just break into doing cartwheels on a city street. Why not?!!
Lyrics
Ten Cartwheels Words and Music by Ian Tanner Copyright 2003 TanRocks Tunes/Socan I know that this sounds crazy, but I want to hand out daisies, To the Senior citizens who walk together hand in hand, I want to do ten cartwheels on a busy street at noon hour, So that everyone will notice me and think that I’ve gone mad. And I don’t care what people think, I’m going to do things my way, Though they’ll think I’m psychopathic, I am really just ecstatic, I love you, and that’s why I am acting weird, I love you, and I don’t care who notices, I love you, and that’s why I am twirling in the streets, Doing ten cartwheels just for kicks. Stories in the news are bad enough to make me lose the will, To keep on living in a world that’s really going to Hell, But somehow in this loneliness, despair and fear and trembling, I just have this stupid grin upon this bashful, blushing face! Bridge: I tear, I laugh, ten paragraphs, I can’t stop writing of you, I know not how, I know not why, But something in your eyes is making me do all these crazy things… I want to go to funerals, to let the mourning families know, There’s something more to hope for than just living in the now, I’m riding through the park, I’m playing tennis with the pretty boys, And girls like Micol Finzi- Continis just days before the war.
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