bookmark_borderExperiMental

March For Science / Philadelphia
March For Science / Philadelphia

LYRICS
What is meant by experiment?
ExperiMental
Good for mental health
Experi-mental
Good for social wealth
ExperiMental
Mental that is meant for all
If you don’t know
Dip in your toe
Give it a test
So you can figure the rest
Don’t be shy
Give ‘er a try
I’m not going to lie
We are all going to die
The trick is to experiment with it
Before you get too sick
Not knowing “why”
Before you die
Got to know why
Before I die
Got to know why
Before you die
Got to know why
Before we die

March For Science Philadelphia PA
March For Science

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: ExperiMental Music
Chords: F# C#6 / Em F F#
Rhythm: 100 BPM up and down
Recording: digital stereo

Inspired by the March For Science on Earthday, April 22, 2017.

Vocals, Piano and Synthesizers

Band together and join THE RESISTANCE

bookmark_borderCorrugated n’ Perforated

Now that we are hear,
We might as well take advantage of… this opportunity.

The opportunity to see… hear.

Now that we are here,
With hear… I can see. c c c c

corrugated,
perforated,
saturated,
human waste

corrugated,
perforated,
saturated,
with a bad after-taste

rinse it clean,
rinse it clear,
wring the fear,
from the beautiful scene.

corrugated,
perforated,
striated,
through the prism threw.

glistening dew,
upon you,
like a new born pup,
you’re looking up

From The Conjuring Experiment

bookmark_borderCall On Line Number One

Am I alert,
To all that is?
Am I aware,
Of what exists?

Subsonic,
Supersonic,
Frequencies,
Infrared,
X-ray,
Why the sky is blue,
All day?

Am I alert,
To all that is?
Am I aware,
Of what exists?

Subterranean,
Angels refrain,
Frequencies,
Of inadequacies,
Infrared,
X-ray,
What happens,
When I pray?

Ring, ring, ring,
“God is calling,
On line # 1.”

“Is it hard to put your finger on,
Everything under the sun?

Or, do you wish you were god?
I hear the jobs pretty hard.

At any rate,
I’ll try to appreciate,
The fate I create.

Ring, ring, ring,
“Calling god,
On line #1.”

Won’t miss you,
If I’m with you.
Sincerely,
Me

Ring, ring, ring,
“Calling god,
On line #1.”

Can’t miss you,
When I’m with you.
Love,
Your wayward son

by Daniel Brouse for the album (Knew) New Found Sound

bookmark_borderTake A Word

From the album New Found Sound

Take a word,
And, paint a musical landscape,
Atmosphere as canvas,
So, the world can hear,
All of us.

d, ditty, ditty, d,
dum, ditty, ditty, dum,
Or, just hum,
A meledy,
So, the world can see,
The sound in thee.

Supersonic hero in cape,
Flying through space,
Your mouth,
To my ear,
Like baby’s breath,
Coming in clear.

la, lordy, lordy, la,
music can heal ya,
la, lordy, lordy, la,
music can save ya.

Sound wave, yeah!

by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderRecycled Sound

Around….
Sound.

Not that many,
Places in space,
Can it be found.

Shush, hush….
Listen,
No! Know,
How to make,
Sound,
Vibrate,
Quake,
Gyrate,
Make,
Sound

There are plenty,
Of good reasons,
To create a way,
For the herd,
To have heard.

Shush, hush….
Listen,
No! Know,
How to make,
Sound,
Vibrate,
Quake,
Gyrate,
Make,
Sound,
Vibrate,
Quake,
Gyrate,
Make,
Create,
Relate,
With new found sound.
(ending on part 3)
Bask in the new found sound.
Take it, take it in,
The new found sound,
Take it, take it in,
Sound all around.

(intro on part 2)
Sound check it out,
Sound check,
Check it out,
Sound,
Check it out.

by Daniel Brouse for the Pho Co. experiment

bookmark_borderOne Of These Days, To The Moon?

LYRICS For: It makes more sense to me to go to the moon

Should we bomb Afghanistan?
It makes more sense to me to go to the moon

Should we bomb Iraq?
It makes more sense to me to go to the moon

Should we bomb Vietnam
Again, and, again…?
It makes more sense to me to go to the moon

Should we drop nukes on Japan
On the innocent… the children?
It makes more sense to me to go to the moon

Ah, ha,
NASA

ps And, none too soon.

See http://membrane.com/wordpress/please-save-nasa/ about our space.