An experiment in 4D Music featuring an Ibanez electric guitar.
E / A
B7 / A / E
find…
fine….
i, i, i, i, i,
ine!
i, i, i, i, i,
ine?
i, i, i, i, i,
ine!
ine?
ine?
ine?
i….eye… iiiiii
ine?
ine?
ine?
Singer / Songwriter / Lyrics / Music = Songs
An experiment in 4D Music featuring an Ibanez electric guitar.
E / A
B7 / A / E
find…
fine….
i, i, i, i, i,
ine!
i, i, i, i, i,
ine?
i, i, i, i, i,
ine!
ine?
ine?
ine?
i….eye… iiiiii
ine?
ine?
ine?
From The Beatless Sense Monger Album *Twenty-twelve*
la, la, la, cray, cray, cray,
woo, woo, woo, woozy….
la, la, la, cray, cray, cray,
woo, woo, woo, woozy….
diz, diz, diz, dizzy….
woo, woo, woo, woozy….
loosing equilibrium….
gonna fall on our rectum….
more then wreck ’em….
we’re gonna kill ’em….
going….
cray, cray, cray, crazy…..
a wasted life….
being….
la, la, la, lazy….
now….
the state we’re in….
gotta begin….
all over again….
R, T, Z,
Yo,
Fellow,
R, T, Z,
Return,
To,
Zero!
yow!
our inner ear….
must not be clear….
have you discovered….
we’re falling over….
la, la, la, lazy….
cray, cray, cray, crazy…..
diz, diz, diz, dizzy….
woo, woo, woo, woozy….
la, la, la, cray, cray, cray,
woo, woo, woo, woozy….
la, la, la, cray, cray, cray,
woo, woo, woo, woozy….
You put the finger….
On the trigger….
Don’t you figure….
Pulling the trigger….
Called for the grave digger….
It’s not a gun….
That makes life undone….
A pistol….
Does not control….
The aiming angle….
A rifle….
Does not spiral….
Out of control….
Only a human….
Can be inhumane….
A gun is not crazy….
Nor sane….
When only facts remain….
With the angels refrain….
Don’t blame it on the thumb….
Not the vertebrate….
On whether we’re predators….
Or pray….
It is our ability….
To recognize….
Our consciouses….
That makes murder….
Immoral….
Immoral for all….
Beings….
Be it the jawbone of an ass….
Or showers of Zyklon B gas….
Bullet, hatchet or guillotine….
Lethal injection to noose….
It takes a human on the loose…
It takes a human….
To make it obscene….
The being brings meaning….
The being brings meaning….
The being brings meaning….
The being brings meaning….
by Daniel Brouse as part of the Twenty-twelve Music Experiment
ABOUT THE SONG
The song is about morals and ethics. Only humans have morals and ethics. By definition, a gun can not be evil.
INSTRUMENTATION
Humans, using tools as instruments, turned thoughts into music:
e-machine Laptop, DubStep Studio, Tanseon Voice Synthesizer, Samson Mixboard, Micro-Korg, Casio wk3500 Keyboard, Sennheiser Microphone, DigiTech RP3 (for vocal effects) and a Tascam DR-03 Digital Recorder.
Based on the B chord.

“White Death”….
…Simo Hayha….
…credited with 505 confirmed kills of Soviet soldiers….
…accomplished in fewer than 100 days at a time of year… with very short hours of daylight….
…He preferred to use iron sights….
…put a Finnish finish on a Russian Mosin-Nagant….
…highest recorded number of confirmed sniper kills in any major war….
…Fact not folklore….
…Fact a folk lure….
…dressed completely in white camouflage….
…kept snow in his mouth, so that the vapor of his breath would not give him away….
…No scope, no breath….
…No way….
… White Death….
… White Death….
… White Death….
… let us take a shot…
… at changing our age…
… and care a lot…
… about our damage…
… no mirage….
… let us kill kill…
… until….
we are the death of death….
kill kill while there is still until
More White Death MP3s, MP4 Music Video and Information
by Daniel Brouse as part of the Twenty-twelve Music Experiment
ABOUT THE SONG
The song is a tongue-in-cheek analogy of the famous Finnish sniper that used a Russian Mison-Nagant riffle to kill Russians (becoming the most famous hidden sniper in history.) In the same fashion, what if we tried to kill killing? What if we became the death of death… by not having any humans kill other humans?

INSTRUMENTATION
Humans, using tools as instruments, turned thoughts into music:
e-machine Laptop, DubStep Studio, Tanseon Voice Synthesizer, Samson Mixboard, Micro-Korg, Casio wk3500 Keyboard, Sennheiser Microphone, DigiTech RP3 (for vocal effects) and a Tascam DR-03 Digital Recorder.
It is the day…
Going this way?
… It is the way…
… hope ya have…
… a good day…
… good day…
… escape the fray…
… manifest away…
… dream today…
… is the day…
It is the day…
It is the day…
It is the day…
… going this way…
… light the way…
… the right way…
… the bright way…
… dream today…
… is the day…
It is the day…
It is the day…
It is the day…
by The Beatless Sense Mongers (MP3 Audio and MP4 Video Downloads)
The system sucks…
Funk that shit…
The world’s gone mad…
The crazy race place…
Humanoids…
Devoid of civility…
All turned paranoid…
The Earth’s hemroids…
…Now their reality…
… reality…
… reality…
… reality…
…
…
cogs and sprockets…
taking their turn…
at the evil churn…
mods with dockets…
trying to burn…
the love we yearn…
cogs and sprockets…
put you in their brackets…
cogs and sprockets…
gonna ratchet… ratchet… ratchet!
…we’re throwing a fit…
…phuck this shit…
The Beats / DubStep Rhythm

A new single for the album Delve Into Twenty-twelve
Tard Timing MP3 (Miss Kim Vocal ReMix)
by Dan n’ Kim
tard time
… kim and i…
time to tard it up
kim and dan being retarded…
on the fly and drinking 7up
Kimmy kimmy coco puff,
tard .
kind-of ruff.
… and a little tough.
she’s toaking, smoking…
a toaken of appreciation.
and, a mongaloidian celebration…
re, re, re retarding
put on the music…
you call this music…?
put on the music
let’s turn it up, up, up
dan… dan… dan the man.
if he can’t play it, no one can.
put it in the song, dude
put it in the song.
this is too much work by far.
i’m at the bar.
this is taking way too long,
you call this work?
jerk
woah, dude, i gotta work tomorrow
this is just wrong
what happened to your beer?
my beer?
you’re drinking it..
you’re a fucking trip
gooey
not too cheesy
na… she’s not sleezy
you’re not right
you’re not right
i left?
a triumphant tard time?
no this is Victory!
… just proving the point
this joint was built for tard time…
ta, ta, ta, tard time
tar, tar, tar, tard timing
tar, tar, tar, tard timing…
a mongaloidian celebration…
tards rhyming…
a mongaloidian celebration…
retardation…
a mongaloidian celebration…
retard nation…
a mongaloidian celebration…
liberation…
outside the box…
cunning fox…
a mongaloidian celebration…
ABOUT
This song concept and lyrics started… then, found themselves at the Victory Brewing Company in Downingtown, Pennsylvania, USA. From there, the tard timing machine traveled through the West Chester music scene.
Through the use of technology, the Tards bring you music made by humans using machines and tools. The entire song was created using free software found on the Internet.
Vocals
The lyrics were input into the voice synthesizer software program *Voice Mix Studio 4*

The Beats
The beats were created using the DubStep Studio website.

At the tone
It will be twenty twelve…
Do you know where your soul is?
It is time to delve into 2012 with three new songs. (free mp3 downloads)
Ding, dong.
Sing, song.
May you be blessed
With Happy Christmas
May your new year
Be filled with cheer
Ding, dong.
Sing, song.
May your next year
Be bright and clear
May you be blessed
With Merry Christmas
by Daniel
[whistle]
Fido! Come here, my boy
Yo, Fido!
The animals are running the zoo
There’s nothing much
You can do
They’ve broken free
Of all restraint
Now, there ain’t…
A tame point-of-view
Mic check [echo]
Tell your Ma
Tell your Pa
The sheep say baa
Chorus
Mic check [echo]
Tell your brother
Tell your sister
The mounted monkey will twist her
Chorus
Mic check [echo]
Tell your teacher
Tell your preacher
A sounder of swine
Are taking away your liberty…
And mine
A litter of pigs litter the streets
With a pack of mule mentality
Written and recorded at Dilworth Plaza, Occupy Philadelphia by Daniel Brouse
Written and recorded at Love Park, Philadelphia, PA
I feel the days growing shorter
As the nights grow colder and evermore slower
Right when the food is scarcer
Out of nowhere comes a feast fit for the King of Kings
Funny what religion brings
When the discipline of all things
Occurs as humanity sings
Sings from the heart
Of the Good News, music, literature and art
The beauty of the fine arts
As they do their part
Spreading the Word, the joy, the happiness
She whispers in my ear,
“Thank goodness.”
A
C / G / D / A
Written Thanksgiving Day at Occupy Philadelphia by Daniel Brouse
I would like to take this opportunity
To thank God for God
Thanking you gave
Thanking God for good
Thanking you gave
The Smörgåsbord of intellect
Cornucopia of utopia
For all the time we collect
Thanking you gave
I hope to spend all eternity
Thanking God for God
’cause it would be mighty hard
To find a way to pray
Without you
Whatever I can do
To help pay your due
I would love to….
In the mean time, I’m…
Thanking you gave
E
G / D / E
E / Em
Written at Occupy Philadelphia by Daniel Brouse