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In This Dollhouse
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I love this song! Individualness should always shine through. One must not pretend to be something one is not.
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.
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Genre
Pop Indie Pop
Author
words and music by Larry Whitler
Rights
1994 Larry Whitler
Uploaded
January 09, 2006
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MP3 3.3 MB 192 kbps 2:26
Lyrics
In this dollhouse everything is perfect Everything’s precisely arranged perfectly But where do the dolls go if they need to hide Oh dollhouse maker please provide A place for them to fly In this wardrobe everything is tailored All the little clothes are designed perfectly But how do the dolls dress if one stands alone Oh doll designer have you sewn A gown that might be flown All the dolls are callin’ For some little space For some little way for them to All have their moments For time spent away For some hidden place to survive In this dollhouse everyone is naked And yet the dolls live quite unashamedly But who is to say that behind painted smiles There’s no hidden prayer cried inside If only dolls could cry All the dolls are callin’ For some little space For some little way for them to All have their moments For time spent away For some hidden place to survive In this dollhouse everything is broken All the little windows let in the breeze But who is to say who should be ashamed And who should be acclaimed royally And what’s it mean to me Nothing! All the dolls are callin’ For some little space For some little way for them to All have their moments For time spent away For some hidden place to survive To survive To survive
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