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C (and variations, thereof)
I had a vision of some fissures… and geysers…
Holy drinks
Water
The fountains
Spout
The water
Out
From the dirt
An alert
Will the rising sea level cause unusual events?
I mean if the water rises in such a fashion that Mother Nature will be fracking the natural gas, wouldn’t that be a bad thing? Should we get the gas out now?
Daniel
Inspired by the moonflower seeds that sprouted into the sun… growing more tasty than alfalfa, bean or others.
Written sittin’ on the wall at the corners of Market and High streets in downtown West Chester… while sittin’ next to some sprouts… and before ya knew it, they were sprouting everywhere. A beautiful thing — a flower child patch sprouting.
Quarter fairy, barely
The heat is no match for a sprout
No doubt
Ya play it funked up blues
A / A7 / A / A7 REPEATIN
to
G / D / A
C / A
I swear
There’s something in the air
Helping me see clearly
G / F walkdown to C
The atmosphere
Helping me see clear
I swear
There’s something in the air
Helping me see more clearly
[What will be]
by Daniel Brouse
subtitled Just Is
by Daniel Brouse
A D
A G D A
A / D
This court just is
Justice is
Somewhere else
True or false?
Jest the jesters
A G D A
Whimscal minstrels whistle
While we manifest best
East and West
Least is Most
an onslaught of justice
The ‘ole fashion way —
Judgement Day
Jesters in an ironic twist
Jest, lest be betwix
“No, all the more! … ’til heavens door
by Daniel Brouse
written in Atlantic City, NJ and Ocean City, NJ
at one point there was this sign in Mack and Manko Pizza about “Don’t Change Ocean City” that made me smile in a sad way
Reference Notes
C Am D G
The Last Resort
C / Am
Have you heard the news report
We’re down to the last resort
(the last great resort, great resort)
Welcome to the great last resort
It’s not as great
As it use to be
You see
The seaside spot
Is not (is not)
Beside
The sea
D
…. going down, down, down
G
with no urge to submerge
Second verse:
Paradise island… now Paradise was land
An Introduction .mp3 and Free Download Information
F# / D# / C# / A# / G# / F#
I’ve got some friends
I’d like you to know
So, let’s get up…
Get up and go
These are the kind of people
Though they don’t congregate
Under a steeple
They help the light shine
The light shine
Shine on and on and on
These people I call friends
Most of them are true
Until the end
Though you know
How things can go
A friend can turn
Into foe
Just so you know
Let the light shine
As far as I know
These are the people
That you want to know
The kind-of friend
You want to the bitter end
Let the light shine on and on and on
So, if you’re not too busy
If you’re not feeling over worked
If you won’t be a complete idiot jerk
I’ll show to some good, good friends
You can be a good, good friend
To the bitter, bitter end
It’s the least I can do
Now that I know you
If it seems you’re day isn’t quite fulfilling
How’s this for gelling
These friends can show ya how to be groovin’
When you get together
It’s like heaven
It’s not a lesson in forgiving
It’s more about believing
In one another
Like sister and brother
Like mother or father
Like son or daughter
written and recorded by Daniel Brouse
Instruments: Keyboards, Electric Guitar, Vocals, Percussion
Recording: all instruments and vocals recorded simultaneously to a stereo MP3 file
by Daniel Brouse
Instruments: Keyboards, Electric Guitar, Vocals, Percussion
Recording: all instruments and vocals recorded simultaneously to a stereo MP3
E / A / E / A / E
E / G / F# F# / E
E / A / F# / E
Voyager through time and space
You’re always in your place
With so far to roam
Yet, you’re always at home
Voyager
So far to roam
You’re always at home
Voyager through time and space
Voyager
You’re in your place
Can you bring your race
Back home
Voyager
You’re in Her place
Can you bring your race
Back home
Voyager through time and space
Bring it on home
What will we will?
Will we will nothing?
Ahh… but, to will nothing
Is to will something still
Sing!
Say you will
Say you will
Then, will it
To your credit
Will it
Needn’t say it
Feel a bit
Then,
Will it
Be it to will
Will it to be
Purely for thrill
Will ecstasy
It will be
Believe
We create
Reality
Negate *Me*
Will it to be
*Me* leave
Universally
Will it to be
Dramatically
No tragedy
Life is ecstasy
I really had been puzzled as to why this was being called a poor translation, as it seemed clear enough to me, but looking at the objections again, I think the assessment of it as an error derives from being over-constrained with the use of the English word “will” — using it only in the sense of “I will do it” — rather in the sense which here applies, which indicates the presence of “will” in relation to desires and determination as in the statement “I will it to be so.” ~ Kalki 17:46, 16 December 2007 (UTC) [In a reply about: “Große Drache” bit from Also Sprach Zarathustra. “ich will” means “I want”, not “I will”]
“WiLL iT TO BE, so, iT WiLL BE, and, SO iT iS ” (13) ~ Susan Lynne Schwenger
I will it to be so – English
Ich will es so – German
Voy a ser tan – Spanish
Je vais qu’il en soit ainsi – French
?????? – Chinese
? ????, ??? ??? ??? – Russian
A / C / D
Both near and far
All the others
Always wanted to play
Allison’s guitar
Everyday
In every way
That’s all you would hear them say
“If I could only play…
Everything would be OK”
Ever since the very first day
All I wanted to do is play, play, play
Play with Allison’s guitar
All I do is hope and pray
Each and every… every day
Just want to play
With her guitar
Ever since the very first day
All they could say
Is how they want to play
With Allison’s guitar
I want to play with
Allison’s guitar
No matter how bizarre
Want to play with
Allison’s guitar
About the song and free music videos.
by Daniel
Dm / Am
Through God’s grace
We were born to live
To love to live
To live to give the love
Help the light shine on
Help the light shine on
Intro:
She asked, “How did you learn to shift energy? Did you read up on it?”
Music
It’s kind-of a rhythm mix between Venus and Won’t Get Fooled Again.
Born With It
Em . . . . . . Am
That’s how it is
Em . . . . . . Am
When you’re born with it
That’s how it is
When you’re born with it
C . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Em
I fall to me knees and pray
C . . . . . . . . . . . Em
Thankful for every day
A hall to the free. Not prey
Thankful for everyday
Not sure that shift
Is the right word
More like the sun
Than the moon
I guess we’ll find out
And, way too soon….
And, way to soon….
More like the sun
Then the moon
A fusion
Not illusion
A space time
Rhyme
A fusion
Not illusion
No shadow
Will follow
E7#9
Purple haze all in my brain
Lately things just don’t seem the same
Actin’ funny, but I don’t know why
. . G . . . . . . . . . . . . . A
‘Scuse me while I kiss the sky
A . . G . . . . E . . . . . . . .A . . . . G . . . . E
All along the watchtower, princes kept the view
While all the women came and went, barefoot servants, too.
I started dreamin’ about playing the Boneyard fest … and it went sumpin’ like this:
Unplugged
. Purple Haze
Add Hammond B3
. All Along The Watch Tower
Start to medley-ize borh
Add / switch over to electric guitars
Plugged
. All Along The Watch Tower
Add more electro-JIMI-techno
. Purple Haze
Full out medley-ize botrh
NOTES:
ideally, we’d add musicians and build as we cycle
Everyone on-board by the end
the kinda tricky part I just started playin’ with… going back n’ forth in the medly-izer
this isn’t quite right… first try, but… perhaps the spirit of it:
I’ll put some more stuff in — http://music.membrane.com/Daniel-Brouse/Jimi-Hendrix-Philadelphia-4th-Of-July-Tribute/
http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=101770923250246
by Daniel Brouse
June 14, 2011
Jessi’s Song: Audio and Video Recordings / Free Downloads
E major
She walked down the steps
Then, stood next to me
A beautiful sight
She was simply lovely
A major
When she snuggled in close
It was beyond fantasy
G major
The Scent of he hair
A
The gape of her neck
E
I’m aware
(I’m aware, I’m aware, I’m very aware.)
G
The sweetest of lips
A
Her figure. Her hips.
E
All right there
Alright there
On a tear
2.
She sat on a a stool
Pulled in tighter to me
It was obvious
Obvious to see
It was meant…
It was meant to be
And, the stares
The stares at her
But,
3.
Sat upon my lap
On the back of a pick up truck
What the…
And, she could jam
Man could she jam
by Daniel Brouse
June 13, 2011
B / C
Physical and emotional.
A song about my broken leg and the girl I met the night before… learning to walk again after a broken leg… learning to love again after a broken heart… kind or the same thing? Bringing on the joy, the pain fades away… I’m learning to walk again.
by Daniel Brouse
May, 2011
Dm
All the clamour
Endless debate
Doesn’t matter
How irrate
Em / Am
‘casuse it’s too late now?
(‘casuse it’s too late now?)
Dm
The less you stammer
The less you state
The more I’d rather
Reiterate
Em / Am
It’s too late now
C / Em
But, somehow
The stars shine brighter
Laughter
Does away with shadow
Em / Am
It’s alright now!
Am / Am add F# / Em / Am
It’s quite alright!!!