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_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_borderWoozy

From The Beatless Sense Monger Album *Twenty-twelve*

Woozy Remix 1.mp3

la, la, la, cray, cray, cray,
woo, woo, woo, woozy….

la, la, la, cray, cray, cray,
woo, woo, woo, woozy….

diz, diz, diz, dizzy….
woo, woo, woo, woozy….
loosing equilibrium….
gonna fall on our rectum….
more then wreck ’em….
we’re gonna kill ’em….

going….
cray, cray, cray, crazy…..
a wasted life….
being….
la, la, la, lazy….

now….
the state we’re in….
gotta begin….
all over again….

R, T, Z,
Yo,
Fellow,
R, T, Z,
Return,
To,
Zero!

yow!
our inner ear….
must not be clear….
have you discovered….
we’re falling over….

la, la, la, lazy….
cray, cray, cray, crazy…..
diz, diz, diz, dizzy….
woo, woo, woo, woozy….

la, la, la, cray, cray, cray,
woo, woo, woo, woozy….

la, la, la, cray, cray, cray,
woo, woo, woo, woozy….

by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderTrigger Finger

MP3 Trigger Finger ReMix 3

You put the finger….
On the trigger….
Don’t you figure….
Pulling the trigger….
Called for the grave digger….
It’s not a gun….
That makes life undone….

A pistol….
Does not control….
The aiming angle….
A rifle….
Does not spiral….
Out of control….

Only a human….
Can be inhumane….
A gun is not crazy….
Nor sane….

When only facts remain….
With the angels refrain….

Don’t blame it on the thumb….
Not the vertebrate….
On whether we’re predators….
Or pray….

It is our ability….
To recognize….
Our consciouses….
That makes murder….
Immoral….
Immoral for all….
Beings….

Be it the jawbone of an ass….
Or showers of Zyklon B gas….
Bullet, hatchet or guillotine….
Lethal injection to noose….
It takes a human on the loose…
It takes a human….
To make it obscene….

The being brings meaning….
The being brings meaning….
The being brings meaning….

The being brings meaning….

More Trigger Finger MP3s

by Daniel Brouse as part of the Twenty-twelve Music Experiment

ABOUT THE SONG
The song is about morals and ethics. Only humans have morals and ethics. By definition, a gun can not be evil.

INSTRUMENTATION
Humans, using tools as instruments, turned thoughts into music:
e-machine Laptop, DubStep Studio, Tanseon Voice Synthesizer, Samson Mixboard, Micro-Korg, Casio wk3500 Keyboard, Sennheiser Microphone, DigiTech RP3 (for vocal effects) and a Tascam DR-03 Digital Recorder.

Based on the B chord.

bookmark_borderIt Is The Day

It is the day…

Going this way?

… It is the way…
… hope ya have…
… a good day…

… good day…

… escape the fray…
… manifest away…
… dream today…
… is the day…
It is the day…
It is the day…
It is the day…

… going this way…
… light the way…
… the right way…
… the bright way…

… dream today…
… is the day…
It is the day…
It is the day…
It is the day…

MP3 It Is The Day ReMix

by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderAnimals

[whistle]
Fido! Come here, my boy
Yo, Fido!

The animals are running the zoo
There’s nothing much
You can do
They’ve broken free
Of all restraint
Now, there ain’t…
A tame point-of-view

Mic check [echo]
Tell your Ma
Tell your Pa
The sheep say baa

Chorus

Mic check [echo]
Tell your brother
Tell your sister
The mounted monkey will twist her

Chorus

Mic check [echo]
Tell your teacher
Tell your preacher
A sounder of swine
Are taking away your liberty…
And mine

A litter of pigs litter the streets
With a pack of mule mentality

Animals .MP3 (Vocals)

Written and recorded at Dilworth Plaza, Occupy Philadelphia by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderThank Goodness

I feel the days growing shorter
As the nights grow colder and evermore slower
Right when the food is scarcer
Out of nowhere comes a feast fit for the King of Kings

Funny what religion brings
When the discipline of all things
Occurs as humanity sings

Sings from the heart
Of the Good News, music, literature and art
The beauty of the fine arts
As they do their part
Spreading the Word, the joy, the happiness

She whispers in my ear,
“Thank goodness.”

A
C / G / D / A

Written Thanksgiving Day at Occupy Philadelphia by Daniel Brouse

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bookmark_borderThanking You Gave

I would like to take this opportunity
To thank God for God

Thanking you gave

Thanking God for good
Thanking you gave

The Smörgåsbord of intellect
Cornucopia of utopia
For all the time we collect
Thanking you gave

I hope to spend all eternity
Thanking God for God
’cause it would be mighty hard
To find a way to pray
Without you

Whatever I can do
To help pay your due
I would love to….

In the mean time, I’m…
Thanking you gave

E
G / D / E
E / Em

Written at Occupy Philadelphia by Daniel Brouse

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