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INSTRUMENTAL
South Street and the Intersection of Philly.mp4
Penn’s Landing and the Intersection of Philly.mp4
ABOUT THE SONG
Written and recorded at the intersection of South Street and Penn’s Landing in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.
Daniel — Guitar
From the album Speechless
by Daniel Brouse
INSTRUMENTAL
ABOUT THE SONG
A A+g A7+f
E G D A
G E D A
Written and recorded at Penn’s Landing and South Street, Philadelphia, PA over top of Interstate 95.
Daniel — Guitar
From the album Speechless
by Daniel Brouse
LYRICS
It kind-of helps if you ope the door…
Before! For sure! Before!
Much easier to pass through
A much wiser thing to do
Time to act your damn age
And minimize the damage
It kind-of helps if you ope the door…
Before! For sure! Before!
Listen to that slurred speech
You can barely stand on your feet
Not much of a reach
(To say) you’re destined for self defeat
It kind-of helps if you ope the door…
Before! For sure! Before!
ABOUT THE SONG
Chords — E A D G A
G A
D A E
This is the third song from a concept album inspired by an incident on South Street in Philadelphia, PA. A drunk, Christopher, got into a fight outside of the Copa Banana. In the process, he smashed the doors of my car.
Written and recorded live in Chester County, Pennsylvania.
Daniel — Vocals, Guitar
Part of the concept album The Door
by Daniel Brouse
LYRICS
Live from KingArthur.com with an important public service announcement:
I’d like to take this opportunity to remind all of you fine citizens out there in TV-land…
Don’t forget to tip the bartender
Don’t forget to tip the waitresseses
I’d like to tip the waitresses
… I’d like to tip the waitresseses
For making us tipsy
A tip for making us tipsy
If you just showed up
Raise a cup
Here’s what’s up
Don’t forget to tip the waitresseses
A tip for getting us tipsy
Now, I think I’ll walk home….
Maybe… if it’s not an inconvenience I’ll just sleep on your couch. I could sleep on the floor… you don’t need to worry… I’ll lock the door… on my out.
I could lock up?
Raise a cup
A tip to the waitresses
Don’t forget the bartender
Yeah, that’s a hard job… listening to all of our wine… ya know… we go into such detail… blah, blah, blah….
ABOUT THIS SONG
A drinking song about playing live in a band… at a venue that is also a bar and a restaurant.
Chords — F# and then sum
120 Beats Per Minute / Shuffle Boogie
Written and recorded on-the-fly and off-the-cuff in an extemporaneous fashion.
Daniel — Vocals, Synthesizers
From the album The Voice
By Daniel Brouse
LYRICS
The Delaware is running high
Thanks to the banks
For keeping us dry
While on the other side, the well runs dry
While where the well runs dry they cry,
“Is salvation hiding nearby?”
Flanks of the ranks
Make trying a try
While on the other side, Fat Cats — big, fat & wide
Big, Fat And Wide Music Video.mp4
ABOUT THIS SONG
This song was written on South Street at Penns Landing along the Delaware river in Philadelphia, PA (after a record rainfall.) The polarity of the flood and drought conditions around the world is used as a metaphor for the polarity between the “have’s” and the “have not’s”.
Chords — Capo 4
Em Esus
D6
Daniel — Vocals, Guitar
From the album Zept
By Daniel Brouse
LYRICS
Oh, where did the love go
Whoa… do you know?
Oh, where did your love go
’cause it hasn’t been shinning
No it doesn’t even show
’cause it hasn’t been shinning
Let it start… begin! Let it show
Where, oh, where did your love go
Where, oh, where can it be
Where, oh, where did your love go
’cause your heart is feeling empty
Ohhh… City Of Brotherly
ABOUT THIS SONG
Chords — Dm6 Aadd9 Em
This music was written at the end of South Street at Penn’s Landing. The lyrics were written in Love Park.
Made in America (Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, United States of America.)
Daniel — Guitar, Vocals
From the album Locally Grown Last Supper
By Daniel Brouse
LYRICS
The traffic races through my head
Before I blurt out what’s to be said
Won’t be a blight… no, not a dread
Try as I might to put it to bed
As you depend on a leprechaun
Your luck is gone… gone, gone, gone
Or worship some graven image
Digging your grave is no mirage
Not in this age… not in this day… hey, hey, hey!
You can dance here. There’s nothing to fear.
Put your arms in the air. Dance without care.
Prancing up and down… chancing it all around
Carefree dancing happily
ABOUT THIS SONG
Chords — A C D A
A G A
G A
This song was written at the end of South Street while sitting over I-95. As I was playing the music and trying to write lyrics, two young girls started dancing uncontrollably.
Made in America (Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, United States of America.)
Daniel — Guitar, Vocals
From the album Locally Grown Last Supper
By Daniel Brouse
LYRICS
Why don’t we all praise God
At least a little
Though I don’t really like to use the word
Thanks for putting the talent on Earth
Please give me guitar…. give me drums…
Please give me management that can count some sums
Maybe Greg Davis on the guitar
… George Manney on drums
We’ll let Stanton count the sums
(Oh, yeah! Bring on the Revue with Bob Beru, too)
Kurrey can create the tune
The clapping keeping time
Debbi Calton introduces the band
Hey! With Michael Tearson lending a hand
Why don’t we all praise God
At least a little
Though I don’t really like to use the word
Thanks for putting the talent on Earth
Please give me guitar…. give me drums
Please give me management that can count some sums
Maybe Allen James on the guitar
Leaving space… for Garry Lee on bass
Peace Creeps and the Preferred Few,
Nicky Sbaffoni, Terence Donnelly,
More than I can ask for… how about you?
And, then…
I come to learn, Fern…
Fern will take us home.
Take us home
ABOUT THE SONG
Capo 1
Em / A
Em / G / Em / A
Unknown chord (see diagram) / Em
I am hoping the song is not finished yet. The songwriting and recording started on October 16, 2012 and is inspired by the benefit to support Paul Kurrey (Singer / Songwriter / Guitarist / Etal.) The event took place on October 15 at Dobbs on South Street, Philadelphia, PA. The talent included: Richard Bush formally, The A’s, The Peace Creeps, Nick Clemens Band, Bob Beru, Beru Revue, Last Minute Jam Band, George Manney, Greg Davis, Allen James, Wally Smith, Garry Lee, Kenn Kweder, J. R. Stanton, Lou’s Privileged Few, Skip Deneberg, Debbi Calton, Lou Pica, Terrence Donnelly, Nicky Sbaffoni, Michael Tearson, Paul Kurrey and Blue Heather.
From the album Have Camera. Will Travel
by Daniel Brouse (Additional authors welcome. Inquire within.)
LYRICS
If you go indifferent
You’ll come out different
When time turns real
Don’t forget how to feel
You’re running the rat race
Getting fat for the cat
Gonna bury your soul with that hunk of meat?
R.I.P. Rest In Peace
You seem to forget
An eternity of regret
Seize the moment
Less the moment seizure you
MULTIMEDIA
Lyrics to Indifferent Song .mp4
How to Play Guitar to Indifferent .mp4
ABOUT THIS SONG
Capo 2
Written and recorded in Ambler and Philadelphia, Pennsylvania on May 20, 2012. It’s about a disease that attacks most humans — growing old. As children turn into adults, they tend to become indifferent about life. Please, oh please, Lord… not me.
It has been quite some time since I’ve posted about the Tunesmith Adventures. That doesn’t mean I haven’t been thoroughly enjoying the audiences. I have been. Though I would like to film more of the adventures, live subjects can be tricky.
Anyway, the audiences have been great. One of my favorite times was in the Spring of 2011. I was sitting at the corner of Ridge and Butler in Ambler, Pennsylvania. A school bus with tinted windows stopped at the light in front of me. I thought the bus was empty and just kept playing my heart away. All of a sudden, a bunch of the windows opened and all these kids started screaming and clapping. Wow! What a thrill.
Speaking of thrills, there seems to be an outbreak of people inspired to do *human tricks* whenever I start playing my jigging music. The Spring of 2012 has brought many a thrill seeker. Several interesting characters have co-operated in West Chester, Pennsylvania to bring great entertainment to the people. There is a guy that likes to do bike tricks over my head… and another fellow, Nick, who likes to do flips and jumps off the adjacent wall… sometimes it will just be a group of children ranging in ages from 2 to 92 that breakout into a spontaneous dance troupe. You all are more fun than Vaudeville, a sideshow, and a 3-ring circus all rolled into one.
I thank each and every one of you. From those who come up because they feel compelled to offer me money, to those who roll down their windows shouting out with a wave and a smile — THANK YOU!
Sincerely,
Daniel Brouse
Men thinking
They could wall tall
To make others
Feel small
Without blinking
Squashing
No consideration
At all
A federation
Of corruption
Damnation crusade
Tryin’ persuade
By destruction
Men thinking
They could walk talk
Please,
Drop to your knees
C C#m/C
C C C#m/C
Writing the Song Walking Small .mp4
Writing the Acoustic Guitar for Walking Small .mp4
by Daniel Brouse