Calvin Locklear

Calvin Locklear

BandAlternativeSinger/Songwriter

Hi I'm Calvin. I love good stories and great songs. I want to be the soundtrack to your life, so let's order a drink and get to know each other!

Biography

I was born in Kansas City 24 years ago and after high school I moved to Nashville to learn the business of music. In Nashville I played in a few bands, recorded in some studios and interned at a couple of record labels. I moved to Colorado in the summer of 2005 and I absolutely love it. I play shows at large and small venues in Denver and Boulder and all of my demos are recorded by me in my basement. I enjoy telling stories over an acoustic guitar and a cold beer. I'd like to think my life thus far has been a pretty amusing story. It's not always romantic or sad, but its me. I hope you like what you hear while you are here. Cheers!

Lyrics

River Jordan

Written By: Calvin Locklear

The devil whispers to me, “son you’re doing just fine”,
As I slide down in my easy chair.
I mistake patience for wasting my time.
Never had no angel screaming, “brother beware.”

But then you came along.
When red was white, but white was wrong.
You came along.

The angels sing unto me, “you better change your ways,”
As I sink my fingers deep in the ground.
Destiny struggles with my blinding faith.
Never had no devil tell me which way was down.

But then you came along.
Your spoken word was music and your skin was song.
You came along.

Like an ocean finds a river mouth to narrow its thoughts,
Or a clock so sick of keeping time; its time to stop.
Somewhere in a fire there’s a cold blue flame,
And in a world of tunnel vision you know my name.
You came along.

And whispered to me, “lover, don’t be scared,"
There’s a thousand ways that you might die.
You’ve got a long way to go; I’ll help you get there.
You never have to make it, but you have to try.

Like an ocean finds a river mouth to narrow its thoughts,
Or a clock so sick of keeping time; its time to stop.
Somewhere in a fire there’s a cold blue flame,
And in a world of tunnel vision you know my name.

I’m an ocean you’re the river mouth to narrow my thoughts.
I’m a clock so sick of keeping time; now its time to stop.
Because you came along.

Lo-Fi Friday Night

Written By: Calvin Locklear

This is what can happen on a lo-fi Friday night,
Will someone who remembers please help me set the story right?
Something tells me maybe that this tale’s just a little too tall,
Not that I would know because I don’t remember nothing at all.

Cool air, traffic lights turn green as we head downtown.
High expectations, we were high from the lights and sound.
We were telling a story and making it happen the exact same time.
Careful what we said we were making sure we sold congruent lines.

This is what can happen on a lo-fi Friday night,
Will someone who remembers please help me set the story right?
Something tells me maybe that this tale’s just a little too tall,
Not that I would know because I don’t remember nothing at all.

Split up to get it done like proper gentlemen.
We had to act like strangers to land us a couple friends.
In the midst of imagination descriptions may have slipped out of hand.
We’ll blame it all on alcohol if they ever shake out this sham.

This is what can happen on a lo-fi Friday night,
Will someone who remembers please help me set the story right?
Something tells me maybe that this tale’s just a little too tall,
Not that I would know because I don’t remember nothing at all.

Everything was going just fine till closing time.
They paid the bar with their credit cards we did the your place or mine
Luck was up, the lights were out and the band had left the stage.
But in the morning who knows; the story might just change; might change? It’s gonna change…

This is what can happen on a lo-fi Friday night,
Will someone who remembers please help me set the story right?
Something tells me maybe that this tale’s just a little too tall,
Not that I would know because I don’t remember nothing at all.
This is what can happen on a lo-fi Friday night,
Will someone who remembers please help me set the story right?...

Watch Them Dance

Written By: Calvin Locklear

Shut down the roads in this old ghost town
Research the names of the friends we've found
Visit their graves and follow the signs
Don't need a map, four lefts and you're right

Unplug the phones so word won't get out
Rehearse the message with our mouth
Assemble their bones and watch them dance
If you don't want to know, don't ask

Daylight shines in dark places
Highlight all that's been mistaken
Choir sings, it's voices in our head
Fat laday screams, give it a rest

Board up the doors in the house we live
Beat our heads together until we just forget
This town is dead and its no use
We wash our hands in a dirty bathroom

Discography

Demo (2006)

Set List

My set is typically 60-90 minutes and consists of about 80% original music and 30% covers. Yes, I give 110%

My favorite covers are:

What's Up? - 4 Non Blondes
Rock 'n' Roll Heart - Eric Clapton
Come on Feel the Noise - Quiet Riot
Got My Mind Set on You - George Harrison
Sunshine - Jonathan Edwards
Interstate Lovesong - Stone Temple Pilots