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Track Summary Music Track Title: Really Wild Catalog ID: 692719 ISRC: US5UL1440152 |
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Description: A jazzy, funky blues-tune. Electric guitar, electric piano (Rhodes), Hammond. Performed by JJ SOUL BAND. Gruff voice but not gruff manners |
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Social Media Link: https://www.audiosparx.com/sa/archive/Blues/Modern-Electric-Blues/Really-Wild/692719 |
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Artist or Group: Ingvi Thor Kormaksson |
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Keywords: Middle aged wild man but now perhaps without style. Lost his mile. All finished or what? Nominated for the Hollywood Music Awards HMMA 2008. soundtrack film noir film credits underscore bluesy news-reel commercial advertisement upbeat guitar |
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Music Genre > Subgenre Blues Music Modern Electric Blues |
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Extended Properties Duration: 2:49 Tempo: Med Fast BPM: 131 |
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Arrangement: Band / Ensemble Instruments: Drum Kit, Bass, Electric Guitar, Electic Piano, Organ, Baritone Voice Vocal Mix: Male Vocals Language: English |
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Album: Bright Lights |
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Use Restrictions: Use in satan-worship, devil worship, anti-religion or similar extreme productions prohibited Use in products or productions advocating racial, sexual or similar discrimination or bias prohibited |
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Moods: Apprehensive, Bitter, Campy, Cool, Defeated, Disillusioned, Doubtful, Funky, Gritty, Inquisitive, Mischievous, Outgoing, Playful, Reflective, Rhythmic, Smokey, Solemn, Somber, Swaggering, Thoughtful |
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Styles: Bluesy, Club / Bar / Lounge, Drama / Mature, Espionage, Film Noir, Jazzy, Law & Crime, Movie Trailer, Mystery, Pulp / Tarantino |
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Lyrical Topics: Age, Nostalgia, Reality, Time, Late |
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Lyrics
I’m really wild man
I’ve lost my smile man Heavy weather and done too soon Well, when all the strong are made It’s often the weak ones fade They say if you live, oh, then your time will come I guess I’m the lucky one Won’t have to cut and run My little dispositions saved Old rocking chair’s waiting I’m anticipating That home grown salad and old blue moon It’ll come as a blessing Won’t keep me guessing I will occupy a place in the tune There’s gonna be no restraint Ain’t going to be no complaint ‘Cos, baby, I’m coming home When the money’s gone and spending ends And it ends up they don’t have the time You find yourself without those friends That gather ‘round when things are fine |