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bookmark_borderFashion

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Coversong originally written and made famous by David Bowie

          G     G   F                               G G F  Fadd9
There's a brand new dance but I don't know its name Oh  Bop!
     G    G      F                              G G  F     Fadd9
That people from bad homes do again and again
     G    G       F                             G G  F     Fadd9     
It's big and it's bland full of tension and fear
     G    G     F                               G G  F     Fadd9
They do it over there but we don't do it here

Bb Ab     
Fashion!  Turn to the left
Bb Ab     
Fashion!  Turn to the right
Bb    Bb  Ab
Oooh, fashion!
Bb         Ab                   Bb        Ab
We are the goon squad and we're coming to town
Bb  
Beep-beep Beep-beep
  G G F   Fadd9  (4x) 

Dm
Listen to me - don't listen to me
C
Talk to me - don't talk to me
Dm                                   F
Dance with me - don't dance with me, no
         C   F6
Beep-beep

There's a brand new talk, but it's not very clear Oh   bop
That people from good homes are talking this year Oh   bop, fashion
It's loud and tasteless and I've heard it before  Oh   bop
You shout it while you're dancing on the ole dance floor Oh   bop, fashion
chorus and  G G F   Fadd9  (4x)

Listen to me - don't listen to me etc

  G G F                           
  Oh, bop, do do do do do do do do
  G  G  G  G  G  F           
  Fa-fa-fa-fa-fashion
  G                 G  F               
  La-la la la la la la-la

Fashion.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: ExperiMental Music
Recording: digital 1-track stereo / recorded live

Inspired to record this cover after watching Donald Trump and tRump for President supporters.

Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards and Synthesizers (microKorg, Korg N364, Yamaha PSR-740, Casio WK-3500, miniNova, Boss Loop Station, Boss BR-600, DigiTech RP3)

From the album Found On Sound

bookmark_borderBlack And Purple

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LYRICS
Looks like we blew a gasket
Not to mention a short circuit
Hard to get to heaven when you’re out bruisin’
Upside down King-of-the-hill is loosin’

Looks like we got a case of the basket
Want to be the first inside a casket
Hard to get to heaven when you’re out bruisin’
Upside down King-of-the-hill is loosin’

Looks like we got a loose screw, too
And… my, oh, my… a brick or two shy
Hard to get to heaven when you’re out bruisin’
Upside down King-of-the-hill is loosin’

Too many cooks in the kitchen
Fixing up bats in the belfry
Itchin’ for sanity
Itchin’ for some sanity

 

 

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: ExperiMental Music
Chords: C A G E / E C
Recording: digital 1-track stereo / recorded live

Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards and Synthesizers (microKorg, Korg N364, Yamaha PSR-740, Casio WK-3500, miniNova, Boss Loop Station, Boss BR-600, DigiTech RP3)

A song about Donald tRump supporters, as well as, a play on words. The tRumpsters like to be violent. Violent and violet are similar words. Violent people are into making people black and blue.

From the album Found On Sound
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderSurreal Nightmare Of Hate

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LYRICS
Don’t know if I can debate
A surreal nightmare of hate
A race and class war
I just can’t ignore
Who think it’s right to prove with might

A race and class war
With hatred spew galore
Who think it’s right to prove with might

A privileged pig will smile
If he can cause a rile
Who think it’s right to prove with might

When in reality the ill of society
Is your lack of responsibility
Feed on fear and greed
Watch a baby bleed

Living a life of delusion
In baffling confusion

Surreal Nightmare Of Hate Guitar.mp3

 

 

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: ExperiMental Music
Chords: Dm / F Dm / G Dm / C G Dm
Recording: digital 1-track stereo / recorded live

A song inspired by a Facebook post about Donald tRump supporters.

Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards and Synthesizers (microKorg, Korg N364, Yamaha PSR-740, Casio WK-3500, miniNova, Boss Loop Station, Boss BR-600, DigiTech RP3)

From the album Found On Sound
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_bordertRumped

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LYRICS
The elite in conceit couldn’t recognize defeat
Standing there lacking underwear
I said, “King, are you aware
There’s nothing there?
You’re standing there bare!”

Can’t throw in the towel
To end this row
No wool to pull over your eyes
He’s still not wearing pants
Time to say your goodbyes

Ignorant and arrogant
Shouting in rage a rant
Can’t get through to you
Crude and lewd
When you soul is nude
Can’t coverup the view

tRumped.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: ExperiMental Music
Chords: Am / C Em Am / Em C Am / Em Am / C Em Am
Recording: digital 1-track stereo / recorded live

Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards and Synthesizers (microKorg, Korg N364, Yamaha PSR-740, Casio WK-3500, miniNova, Boss Loop Station, Boss BR-600, DigiTech RP3)

From the album Found On Sound
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderSigns

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Coversong made famous by Five Man Electrical Band
Written by Les Emmerson

               C             G                                            D             G
And the sign said long haired, freaky people, need not apply.
         D                         A                                    G                               A
So, I tucked my hair up under my hat and I went in to ask him why?
      Bm                             G                                     Bm                            G
He said, you look like a fine, upstanding young man, I think you`ll do.
          D                                        A                              G                       A
So, I took off my hat...  I said, imagine that..huh, me, workin for you.

CHORUS:
D               C                                D                
Sign, sign, everywhere a sign, blocking out the scenery,
G
breaking my mind.
D                            A                                      C         D D7sus
Do this, don`t do that..can`t you read the si....gn?

#2.
               C                              G                               D                            G
And the sign said, anybody caught trespassing, would be shot on sight.
         D                                            A                                       G                 A
So, I jumped on the fence and I yelled at the house..hey, what gives   you the right?..
    Bm                        G                              Bm                             G
to put up a fence to keep me out..or to keep mother nature in?
    D                                 A                                  G                                         A
If God was here, He`d tell you to your face, Man, you`re some kinda sinner.
CHORUS --> BRIDGE
          A
Now, hey you, mister, can`t you read?
              G                                     D
You`ve got to have a shirt and tie to get a seat.
A                                                                        Bm                                 D          
You can`t even watch, no, you can`t eat...  you ain`t supposed to be here.
C                     G                                           D                     G
Sign said you got to have a membership card to get inside..unnh!

#3.
D            C              G                                            D                               G
And the sign said, everybody welcome, come in, kneel down and pray.
                          D                                                    A                  G                                        A    
But when they passed around the plate at the end of it all, I didn`t have a penny to pay.
         Bm                            G                  Bm                                 G
So, I got me a pen and a paper and I made up my own little sign.
           D                                 A 
I said, thank you Lord, for thinking about me..
    G                            A
I`m alive and doing fine.

CHORUS / OUTRO:
D                C
Sign, sign, everywhere a sign..

230512_2805-Signs.mp3 (2023)

Signs.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: ExperiMental Music
Recording: digital 4-track stereo

Inspired to cover this song on the day the Pope called-out Trump:
So the Pope jumped on the fence and yelled at the Donald,
“Hey! What gives you the right?”
“To put up a fence to keep me out or to keep mother nature in”
“If God was here he’d tell you to your face, Man, you’re some kinda sinner”

Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards, Synthesizers (microKorg, Korg N364, Yamaha PSR-740, Casio WK-3500, miniNova, Boss BR-600, DigiTech RP3)

From the album MMXVI
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderDevour Hors d’oeuvre

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LYRICS
Oh you say you want a rump for president
Oh why are you hellbent?
Oh you say one’s not Earth’s resident
Oh why are you hellbent?

But if you want a mind that hates
Get your rump out of the United States
Another pea-brain playing pinochle
Your Trump card’s gonna buckle

As you devour your own tails
Hors d’oeuvres from the entrails

Oh you say you want to stone the stoners
Oh why are you hellbent?
No shadows in your house of windows
Oh why are you hellbent?

So if ya wanna cast a stone
Better come down off your throne
I hate to shatter your “God” delusion
Ya sure She’s Caucasian?

As you devour your own tails
Hors d’oeuvres from the entrails

Devour Hors d’oeuvres.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: ExperiMental Music
Chords: E A / B7 / D A E
Recording: digital 1-track stereo

Inspired by John Lennon and Donald Trump.

Daniel — Vocals, Guitar

From the album Metamorphic Rocks
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderFor What It’s Worth

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Buffalo Springfield Coversong

For What It’s Worth.mp3

E                           A
There's somethin' happenin' here.
        E                A
What it is ain't exactly clear.
          E                   A
There's a man with a gun over there
          E                    A
A-tellin' me I've got to beware.

-

                     E
I think it's time we stop.
          D
Children, what's that sound?
A                     C           E E A E A
Everybody look what's goin' down.

-

E                          A
There's battle lines bein' drawn.
         E                    A
Nobody's right if everybody's wrong.
E                           A
Young people speakin' their minds
          E                  A
A-gettin' so much resistance from behind.

-

                     E
I think it's time we stop.
     D
Hey, what's that sound?
A                     C           E E A E A
Everybody look what's goin' down.

-

E                        A       G
What a field day for the heat.
E                        A       G
A thousand people in the street
E                 A          G
Singin' songs and a-carryin' signs
E             A              G    E
Mostly sayin' hooray for our side.

-

             E
It's time we stop.
     D
Hey, what's that sound?
A                     C           E E A E A
Everybody look what's goin' down.

-

E                A
Paranoia strikes deep.
          E            A
Into your life it will creep.
E                            A
It starts when you're always afraid.
            E                      A
Step out of line, the men come and take you away.

-

           E
You better stop.

Hey, what's that sound?
A                     C           E E A E A
Everybody look what's goin'..
           E
You better stop.
     D
Hey, what's that sound?
A                     C           E E A E A
Everybody look what's goin'..
           E
You better stop.
     D
Now, what's that sound?
A                     C           E E A E A
Everybody look what's goin'..
           E
You better stop.
          D
Children, what's that sound?
A                     C           E E A E A
Everybody look what's goin (fade out)

For What It’s Worth.mp3

ABOUT THIS SONG

Daniel — Vocals, Keyboards, Guitar

From the album Takamine
By Daniel Brouse

Band together and join THE RESISTANCE

bookmark_borderI’d Love to Change The World

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I’d Love to Change The World .mp3

Originally made famous by Ten Year After
Written by Alvin Lee

LYRICS

Em/ //             G/ //
      Everywhere is     freaks and hairies
Am/ //                 C/ // 
      dykes and fairies     tell me where is sanity?

Em/ //            G/ //
      Tax the rich     feed the poor
Am/ //                   C/ //          
      til there aren't no     rich no more.

Chorus
I'd love to change the world, but I don't know what to do.
So I leave it up to you.

Verse
Em/ //          G/ //
      Population     keeps on breedin
Am/ //              C/ //         
      nation bleedin     still no feedin - don't count on me.

Em/ //             G/ //
      Life is funny     skies are sunny
Am/ //               C/ //               
      bees make honey     who needs money? - no more for me.

Chorus
Interlude (acoustic: play verse chords electric: Alvin Lee solo)

Em             G
More pollution, there's no solution,
Am          C
institution, electricution,
Em              G
spread the word, rich and poor,
Am       C
helpin us to stop the war.

I’d Love to Change the World Music Video.mp4

I’d Love To Change The World Soundtrack.mp3

I’d Love To Change The World (Alt. Version)

Recording: digital 1-track stereo / recorded live
One Man Band: Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards and Synthesizers (microKorg, Korg N364, Yamaha PSR-740, Casio WK-3500, miniNova, Boss Loop Station, Boss BR-600, DigiTech RP3)

Alternative Version
I’d Love to Change the World.mp3

I’d Love to Change the World II.mp3

Recorded in Chester County, Pennsylvania as a digital, 5-track stereo, coversong. This version was inspired by the 15 strong guitar army of the Downingtown Acoustic Meetup.

Daniel — Vocals, Keyboards, Guitar

From Sir Vent’s album Ventilation
By Daniel Brouse