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Squeezebox Cafe
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A waltz for the bears.
singer songwriter acoustic beatles music florida new york love songs writer college performer larry whitler robin macblane
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I am a solo singer/songwriter. My music is mostly soft although my songs could easily be performed in mostly any style.
For me, it's all about the song. That mysteriously magical thing that happens when a lyric is married to a melody. The writing process is invigorating and exciting while simultaneously being exasperating and difficult. It is that moment when music is being composed and a lyric is being written when I am truly the "artist at his easel." The creative process continues when the song is brought into the studio to be recorded because, as in writing, the production and arrangement processes also have their own sets of challenges. Those challenges are always dictated by the song itself and the task at hand at that moment is to be true to the song and carefully craft a recording that reflects what the song is about. Part three, for me, is to then take that song and perform it. It is the purest form of displaying this work of art called a song and is the only place where the magic of the creation is reflected back to me from a room full of interested listeners. And at that moment it is only as magical as the audience makes me believe it is. My CDs are all available on CDBaby.com.
Song Info
Genre
Pop Indie Pop
Charts
Peak #154
Peak in subgenre #28
Author
Words and Music by Larry Whitler
Rights
2013 Quill And Keyboard Productions
Uploaded
January 13, 2013
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MP3 9.0 MB 320 kbps 3:56
Story behind the song
I was playing my accordion one day and wanted to play my guitar so I could write a song for my accordion that would utilize my guitar and my accordion and it had to be a waltz so here it is!
Lyrics
She used to like Goin' down to this place By the river We'd sit for hours Just watching the boats passing by An accordion man Would play waltzes And we'd dance together And we swore we'd come back for some more For the rest of our lives To the Squeezebox Cafe That's what she'd say She'd close her eyes and be mesmerized When that squeezebox was played Her heart would swell And I loved that look on her face At the Squeezebox Cafe She used to laugh uncontrollably At inhibition She used to say "Let it flow It'll come naturally" An accordion man playing oom-pahs While hopefuls are fishin' And she'd spin in the moonlight Her skirt lifting up in the breeze At the Squeezebox Cafe That's what she'd say She'd close her eyes and be mesmerized When that squeezebox was played Her heart would swell And I loved that look on her face At the Squeezebox Cafe At the Squeezebox Cafe That's what she'd say She'd close her eyes and be mesmerized When that squeezebox was played Her heart would swell And I loved that look in her face At the Squeezebox Cafe The Squeezebox Cafe That's what she'd say She'd close her eyes and be mesmerized When that squeezebox was played Her heart would swell And I loved that look on her face At the Squeezebox Cafe
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