bookmark_borderHalloween

LYRICS
R.I.P.
Rest in peace
Harry Houdini
Let us see
Life’s lease
The world of spirit
All the mortal
Move near it
It is said
We’re closer to the dead

Reveal
The spirit world is real
Let it be seen
On Halloween

The soul in this sole
Was given birth on Earth

A seance sentence
“Our beloved spirit, we bring you gifts from life into death. Commune with us, spirit, and move among us.”
We believe you will hear it

Halloween.mp3

halloween-old-school

ABOUT THIS SONG
Chords — Dm Em Am

Some are born on Halloween. Harry Houdini died on Halloween. There are many who believe it is the day of the year that the mortal world is closest to the spiritual world. Every year they hold a seance in an attempt to contact Harry’s spirit.

Summoning spirits: “Our beloved [name of spirit], we bring you gifts from life into death. Commune with us, [name of spirit], and move among us.”

Made in America (West Chester, Chester County, PA, United States of America.)

Daniel — Guitar, Vocals

From the album Globe Probe
By Daniel Brouse

More Halloween

bookmark_borderThrill Ya

LYRICS
Enough of the yap, yap, yap
Time to put up or shut up
I’m here to thrill ya

Enough of the yack, yack, yack
Going to give you a heart attack
I’m here to thrill ya

Yeah, ya, yeah, ya

Enough of the boo hoo hoo
Tell me, who are you?
You here to thrill me, too

Thrill Ya (Americana / Country).mp3

Thrill Ya (Psychedelia / Progressive Rock).mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Chords — E B
E A

Made in the USA (West Chester, Chester County, Pennsylvania, United States of America.)

Daniel — Vocals, Guitars, Keyboards

From the album Firehose
By Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderNot Too Fancy (Just Right)

LYRICS
No, you don’t look too fancy
Perfectly classy
For the occasion

Chorus
You can wear that look
Again and again
If over dressed
Thank God, it’s within

No, you don’t look too fancy
Stylishly sassy
For celebration

Chorus

No, you don’t look too fancy
Pleasant sight to see
Heavenly creation

Chorus

Not Too Fancy / Just Right.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Chords — Capo 1
C add G, D
Am
Am G

While I was writing the music for this song at the corner of Market and High Streets, a friend saw me.. She was going to dinner across the street at Nooddi Thai Chef and asked me, “Do I look too fancy?”

Made in the USA (West Chester, Chester County, Pennsylvania, United States of America.)

Daniel — Vocals, Guitar

From the album Firehose
By Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderSpirits Blood Pure

LYRICS
When I believe there’s more
Spirit’s enable… endure

Flying ever higher
As lives transpire

At the root, the essence, the core
The soul’s the thread… spirits endure
Come on, root, the presence, folklore
The body soul’s bread… spirit’s blood pure

ON the route, transportation store
The sou’s the tread… spirits lure
There’s no doubt, exaltation, for sure
The body soul’s bread… spirit’s blood pure

Spirit’s Blood Pure.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Chords — Capo 2
Em A7
D6 A7 Em

This one… you have to figure the meaning on your own. Hint: wine and souls are both known as “spirits”.

Made in the USA (West Chester, Chester County, Pennsylvania, United States of America.)

Daniel — Vocals, Guitar

From the album Firehose
By Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderDistilled Spirits

LYRICS
There’s a place below absolute zero you can go
Where the evil spirits can’t go… the temperature is too low

A place where freewill will
And, the evil spirits distill

Someplace low, low, low, low, low
Where the evil spirits can’t go
They can’t go

Distill the evil spirits (and, they fear it.)
The cream of the crop will rise to the top

If you can seek out… find out about
A place that is low
So low the evil spirits can’t go

Distilled Spirits.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Chords — D G Bm (guitar tuned to D)

An extemporaneous 1-track stereo recording made in West Chester, Chester County, Pennsylvania, United States of America.

Daniel — Vocals, Electric Guitar, Korg, Yamaha and Casio Keyboards (all instruments played simultaneously.)

From the Industrial Noize Pollution HEAVY On Music Experimental album of music The Weight Is Over
By Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderOver And Over

You know it must be going over and over in her head

If she ever comes to realize… what she did
Then, you know it’s gotta be going over and over and over
In her head

Must be hard to live with yourself
Over and over in head… over and over and over again
As long as you’re living a life of sin

Over and over again
When you’re livin’ a life of sin… livin’ a life of sin… livin’ a life of sin

It was so out-of-this-world
That it couldn’t have bee real
I mean… what’s your deal

Over and over and over and over again
Gotta re-live that sin
Until you was it clean
Until you’re void of mean

Over and over and over and over and over and over again
Over and over in your head
For all eternity… long after you’re dead
Do you at least regret what you said?

Until you do you do
Likely, be living it over and over and over again
Gotta rid that sin

Must be hard to live with yourself
Over and over in head… over and over and over again
As long as you’re living a life of sin

ABOUT THE SONG
Em / G / Am

Written and recorded Halloween, October 31, 2012. Halloween is suppose to be a day in which the spirit world and the human world co-mingle. What if your evil spirit was in your head every day? You have got to get rid of it… do you know the way? Then, you’ll be living in blessed bliss.

Daniel — Keyboards, Vocals, Producer

The song was written and recorded on-the-fly in an impromptu, extemporaneous style.

Over and Over (in Her Head).mp3

From the album Blessed Bliss
By Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderDawn’s Daylight

LYRICS
Imagine a giant cosmic cue stick… getting ready to break
Imagine the moon… as cue ball
*Farewell*
… is the order for order

Quick at a flick

A new birthday cake

The continental plate border

Expansion… thank God for gravity
(God’s gravity holding it together… like never)
Limiting the severity
Of the impact of the break on humanity

It would happen that quick

It could happen that quick
Like a thief in the night
Giving a whole new meaning
To the dawn’s day light

About the Song *Dawn’s Daylight* (.mp4 Video)

Guitar for *Dawn’s Daylight* (.mp4 Free Music Video)

Guitar for *Dawn’s Daylight* (.mp4 Free Music Video)

Guitar Part 2 for *Dawn’s Daylight* (.mp4 Free Music Video)

The scene in the dream is eerily familiar to Roger Dean art. In particular:

Floating Islands by Roger Dean
Close To The Edge by Roger Dean

by Daniel Brouse as part of the More MegaEpix Enormous Experiment

Photo of Daniel Brouse
Daniel Recording at Marsh Creek / Photo by Jacquelyn Grucella

bookmark_borderBlood Vessel

You don’t need to,
Share the wealth,
Just as you can’t,
Share good health.

But, you can,
Share your love,
Spread it thick,
Or, spread it thin.

The dead,
Or quick?

Rise above,
Evil kin,
Dance and move,
While you’ve the skin.
Rise above,
The lowly sin,
Flying high,
Again.

Lord, despite my moans,
Thanks for these bones.
These bones gonna rise again.
Lord, despite my wine-in’,
Thanks for this skin.
From a puddle of mud,
My blood,
And, I thank you so.
So, here I go,
Spreading it thick,
While of the quick.

I’ll be your blood vessel… flesh castle,
A Holy Grail set for sail,
Flesh castle,
Blood vessel.

From The Conjuring Experiment

bookmark_borderThe Wild Life of the Wildlife

Where ever I roam,
I’m at home.

My body — soul’s house,
At least this life,
No, never alone… in the house of God.

God is good,
God is great,
So, I thank Her….

As part of Her,
Wildlife.

Wild life,
Jig and sing,
Constant fling thing.

“You don’t like the tornadoes?
Stop stirring things up down there,”
God said.

Instead in the stable,
Jig and sing,
Wildlife.

“The loose on the loose,
Ramparts running rampant,”
says Mother Goose.

Mother Nature blows in the wind,
“Naturally, the nature to nurture,
could be nurtured. What a rapture!”

Love life,
Wildlife.

The *please do not refrain from the refrain* refrain:
I’m just a church mouse in God’s house.
Wildlife,
Wild life.

Love life,
Wildlife.

From the Conjuring Experiment

bookmark_borderHobo Jungle

Are we living,
Living in a place,
Where humans,
Aren’t humane,
Where the beings,
Aren’t being,
Very sane?

Oh, no,
A hobo,
Hobo jungle,
My fellow man,
Is more savage,
Than human.

Oh, no,
Hobo,
Woah,
Hobo,
Jungle,
Hobo jungle

The city isn’t savage,
It’s our age,
All over the land,
Can’t understand,
Why the rednecks,
Wreak havoc,
Bully the brains.

Why the fast paced,
Ran, run, raced,
Trampled my face….

Can’t we be the kind,
That can be kind,
No need to remind,
To mind….

Mind my business,
Build a fortress,
Rain distress,
Reign distress,
No, not my mess.

No, I won’t go,
So, far….
As to call it,
A hobo jungle…
More of a bungled,
Humanity.

Are we the animals,
Damning all,
To a hobo jungle,
Just a little respect,
Will fetch,
A civil twilight,
As our day,
Fades to night.

Just a little appreciation,
For the federation,
Of humankind,
Leaving the least,
In the lead,
And, the first,
Behind.

From the Conjuring album I Am (Therefore, I Think) by Daniel