Master Number: 11060

Title: ANA11060 Inspiration Blues

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Date Of Creation: 2019-11-04

Active: Yes

Public: Yes

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App Owner's Share: %

Genres:
alternative, indie, pop, rock, and soft rock


Keywords:
bright, casual, emotional, energetic, fresh, lively, passionate, percussive, pounding, strong, and wonder


Lyrical Themes:
betrayal, deception, drinking, ego, emotional pain, hardship, lifestyle, love, mischievous, money, overcoming challenges, and regret


Similar Artists:
Dr. Dog, Fleet Foxes, My Morning Jacket, The Head and the Heart, The National, The Shins, and Wilco


Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo


Vocal Type:
male


Versions:
  1. Vocal
    Albums:
    • The Pressure Kids vol. 2 (#2)
    Audio Files:
    • 128k MP3
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    • 320k MP3
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    • AIF
      Server Location: /tmp/d20200113-22050-16eqjdg/ana.11060.1.aif
    Audio Received: Yes
  2. Instrumental
    Audio Files:
    • 128k MP3
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    • 320k MP3
      Server Location: /tmp/d20191120-20667-daung/ana.11060.2.320k.mp3
    • AIF
      Server Location: /tmp/d20191120-20667-daung/ana.11060.2.aif
    Audio Received: Yes

Description: Steady indie rock tune that tells a story of different people you come across in life, in work, how they affect your personal life. Emotionally driven and easy to get lost in, pensive but carefree. BPM - 135

Lyrics: Janette, Janette Ginger dreaming, I bet. She’s sipping blackberry wine Just to try and forget. She’s in the backseat, trying to come down. Behold, behold Lovely lady of gold She’s got lies in her pocket that Miss America sold If you sold it, you cannot get it back. ‘Cause I got away with it… Mr. Fox Holds his heart while he talks He’s spitting little lies with every step that he walks But I paid him Oh, I paid him to do his job. Marie, Marie Shivers wonderfully She wore her purple shoes for everybody to see And when the flash came The silence rang as it came down. ‘Cause I got away with it… Little lady you were my kind of crazy I thought everybody was on the backstage waiting But you were not and I regret it from the second I said it. ‘Cause you sold it ‘Cause you sold it, ‘cause you came right back and you sold it. I thought I told you, I thought I told you But I guess not. And I got away with it…

Style Alike: The War On Drugs, Sam Fender

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