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An album of instrumental music by The Snake Handling Immortal Tongue Speakers

bookmark_borderFestival Pier

LYRICS
The music’s on the pier
The time is growing near
Check? Check! Double check… soundcheck
Backstage pass in the grass
Scent of Mother Nature fills the air
It’s everywhere
All to the festival
Say, “Holiday!”
(All in all festival)
They’ll show you the ways to the best of days
When the band starts to play
Your troubles melt away
All the kids having fun watching girls dancing in the sun
Raise your hand if you understand
Raise your hand! Be counted
Raise your hand! Be heard
Raise your hand! Be anointed
Raise your hand! Spread the word
1, 2, 3 for glory
Aware on the Delaware
What did Delaware?
A New Jersey

Festival Pier.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Written on Delaware Avenue while waiting for a concert at Festival Pier in Philadelphia, PA.

Style: ExperiMental Music
Chords: Em / G A Em / Em G A / A G Em
Recording: digital stereo

Vocals, Guitar, Organ

From the album The End Game
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderStormy

Rainstorm.mp3

LYRICS
Though the power of thunder is very frightening
A sour comparison to the bolt of lightning
Drop and roll! You’re on fire!
Rock and roll! You’re desire!

In the time it takes for the sound to roll ’round
I’ll be found belly-up on the ground
You’re deadly. A true knockout
Storming beauty… what nature’s about
Your biology as meteorology

1 Mississippi, 2 Mississippi, 3 Mississippi, 4 Mississippi, 5 Mississippi, 6 Mississippi
1 mile all the while I die
1 Mississippi, 2 Mississippi, 3 Mississippi, 4 Mississippi, 5 Mississippi, 6 Mississippi
Lordy me! More in the package than meets the eye
Iceberg tip… let ‘er rip

Stormy.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: ExperiMental Music
Chords: Capo 2 (F#) E B A E / Am E
Recording: digital stereo

Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards

From the album The End Game
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderSong And Dance

LYRICS
Feel your superiority staring down on me
“Like whatever”
The rarity of your hilarity total insincerity
Defeat conceit

Bring on humility in humanity
Bring on humanity to this calamity
Humor elixir for social tumor
Song and dance can be our cure
… maybe our savior
… may be our “save your”

At your core, there’s strength in dignity
In the store of you humanity
Your loyalty to honesty
Is redeeming decency

Dancing free
Dreaming merrily

Song And Dance.mp3

Song And Dance Instrumental.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Alternative Folk Rock
Chords: C+Bb Em+Bb Am / Em C Am / Am A / D G A
Recording: digital stereo

Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards and Synthesizers

Written at the corner of Gay and Church Streets in Chester County, West Chester, PA.

From the album Gay Church

bookmark_border… and, the Horse You Road in on….

LYRICS
You can’t hide on the horse you ride….

Having trouble understanding
Where you’re landing
Instead of body commanding
You’re demanding
Pick up the pieces
Out inner peaces
Humanity thesis
You can take control
Of your human role / roll
The goal of your soul

Having trouble understanding
Where you’re landing
Instead of mind controlling
A mind of trolling
[chorus]

Having trouble understanding
Where you’re landing
Instead of spirit… endear it
… no one near it!
[chorus]

… and, the Horse You Road in on…. (video).mp4

… and, the Horse You Road in on…..mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
A song about heroin addiction. A street-name for heroin is “horse“. Up through the 1940’s, heroin and other opiates were given to race horses. In equines, heroin is a powerful central nervous system stimulant. The horse thinks it is dying and goes into a “flight response”.

Style: Alternative Folk Rock
Chords: E6 E / E G A / AM7 A
Recording: digital stereo

Vocals, Guitar, Keyboard

Written at the corner of Gay and Church Streets in Chester County, West Chester, PA. Live stereo and video recorded at Everhart Park.

From the album Gay Church

bookmark_borderStride

LYRICS
Come on!
Just as a matter of fact
There’s plenty of room in the back
Take a ride for whatever you lack
Gettin’ the knack

Afford to climb on board
In stride, along for the ride

If you want to get the message blunt
There’s plenty of room up front
Take a ride for whatever you want
Roadtrip jaunt

If you want to climb on to the roof
Join the other professors aloof
Transcend with a woosh and a POOF!
Transcendental mental
Going transcendental mental
Next stop transcendental mental

Stride Video.mp4

Stride.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Alternative Folk Rock
Chords: E A D G / G A / C D E
Recording: digital stereo

Vocals, Guitar, Keyboard

Written at the corner of Gay and Church Streets in Chester County, West Chester, PA. Live stereo and video recorded at Everhart Park.

From the album Gay Church

bookmark_borderFar From The Tree

LYRICS
If this ain’t is, I don’t know what is
Cotton-pickin’ time we mind our biz
The fruit rusted on the vine
The root rotted… less than fine

The fountain of youth don’t know to flow
Wonderin’ where all the water did go
The fruit rusted on the vine
The root rotted… less than fine

Not enough is and too much was
Was the problem puzzling us
The fruit rusted on the vine
The root rotted… less than fine

The question of when does depend
When we all end The End

Far From The Tree.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: ExperiMental / Alternative Rock
Chords: E A B7 E / Em7 Em E E7
Recording: live digital 1-track stereo

Vocals, Guitar

From the album The Bleeding Edge
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderKingdom Come

LYRICS
Kingdom Come is coming
Kingdom comes when we’re undone
Kingdom Come, come
We are calling
The End of Days
Will change our ways
How the word plays

Promised Land is landing
Due to lack of understanding
Too damned demanding
We are calling
The End of Days
Will change our ways
How the word plays

Could it even be heaven
May be time to start believin’
Kingdom Come, come again
Soon we’re leaving
The End of Days
Will change our ways
How the word plays

Ahhh…..

Kingdom Come.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: ExperiMental / Alternative Rock
Chords: E C E C A / C A C A E
Recording: live digital 1-track stereo

Vocals, Guitar

From the album The Bleeding Edge
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderExcite

LYRICS
In the morning
The sun is rising
What’s surprising
You find it boring
The life you excite
Excites life

Noon drams nigh
The sun is high
Wonder why
You don’t try
The life you excite
Excites life

In the evening
The sun is setting
What’s upsetting
You find it boring
The life you excite
Excites life

The dark of night
Need insight
Be the light
Shinning bright
The life you excite
Excites life

Excite.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: ExperiMental / Alternative Rock
Chords: G F# E / C Bb A
Recording: live digital 1-track stereo

Vocals, Guitar

From the album The Bleeding Edge
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderDo You Believe in God

LYRICS
Excuse me Mister
Do you believe in God
Excuse me Madam
I find your question odd
Contemplating
The virtues of “why not?”
“Sure” the answer
Quickly came to thought
Why not give it a thought
Why not?

Excuse me God
Do you find it odd
The world of MadMan
Votes for “God damn”
Contemplating
The virtues of “why not?”
I thought, “Heaven…
Can not be bought”
Why not give it a thought
Why not?

Do You Believe In God.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
While writing this song, a lady came up and asked, “Do you believe in God?”

Style: Alternative Folk Rock
Chords: A Em G A G / G F# A / A C Em A
Recording: live digital 1-track stereo

Vocals, Guitar

Written at the corner of Gay and Church Streets in Chester County, West Chester, PA. Record at Marshall Square Park.

From the album Gay Church

bookmark_borderVolatile

LYRICS
You’re getting warm
The situation’s volatile
Lesson to learn
Weather’s getting hostile
Sure is a fine line
To define the shoreline
And, the air we share
Who knows what’s in there?

You’re getting warmer
Didn’t wanna alarm ya
Make the same mistake
Warm until we bake

Atmosphere’s
So think it can smear
A sea change wish
Less plastic then fish

You’re what’s left of fine
Together let’s make time
Aware that we’re both there
To mend the disrepair

Volatile Video.mp4

Volatile.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
This song is about the increased volatility in weather causing extreme weather events.

We are not saying that the Earth’s temperature is just going to rise. In general, as energy is added to a system, the fluctuations in the system increase. So, we expect more storms, more droughts, more wildfires, more floods, more fluctuations of all kinds. What we are saying is that weather conditions will become more volatile due to the impact of humans — Brouse & Mukherjee

The song was also inspired by current events including:

Style: ExperiMental Music
Chords: Capo 2 (F#) A G E / A E A B7
Recording: digital stereoVocals, Guitar, Keyboards and Synthesizers

From Mother Nature’s Suns’ album The Reaper

bookmark_borderThe Big Bang?

LYRICS
In the beginning
Could the Big Bang
Be heard around the world?
I’ve been told
Sound doesn’t travel in space
Sound doesn’t race through space
So, if so…
At what pace
’cause if there is no sound and no one around
How big can a bang be?
Answer’s troublin’ me
Eluding Man’s history
How big of a bang can it be?

The Big Bang (video).mp4

The Big Bang.mp3

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

Vocals, Guitar

From the album The Bleeding Edge
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderAlleluia

LYRICS
There’s turkey in the dining room
There’s presents under the tree
The 3rd day you’ll rise from the tomb
In a resurrection analogy
(resurrection can you see?)
And before too long you’ll remember this song
Alleluia… all… ahhhhh

It’s turnkey… pick your door
Transcending about to begin
Beyond the door… way more (weigh less)
Pass through the door… way more (or heartless?)
And you can’t go wrong singing this song
Alleluia… all… ahhhhh

If there’s a monkey on your back
You’re dancing with Mr. Jones
There’s a source for what you lack
Not involving groans and moans
Helping it a long by remembering this song
Alleluia… all… ahhhhh
Amen

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Alternative Folk Rock
Chords: C F Am F Am G Am F C Em Am C F Am G7 C
Recording: digital stereo

Vocals, Guitar

bookmark_borderBetting The Farm

LYRICS
Why do we want to make it so we twist and bleed
It’s getting harder and harder to breathe
The day has dawned “beyond so long”
Come to know “you reap, you soooo(-ed)”
Guilt in silence… not even a peep?
Is what we reap “playin’ for keeps”
Did you bet there’s no harm
Betting the farm?

Why have we made hate our destiny
Why have we made hate our legacy
The day has dawned “beyond so long”
Come to know I’m my own worst foe
Now, we’re in too deep
Playing for keep

Made a habit of destroying habitation
A destruction nation in self-annihilation
The day has dawned… so long beyond
We’re all “coming home”, I reckoned
Coming ’round the bend to…
The End

ABOUT THE SONG
A song about The Human Induced Climate Change Experiment after three days of ozone poisoning and record heat.

Style: Alternative Folk Rock
Chords: A C A G / D A G (g f# a)
Recording: live digital 1-track stereo

Vocals, Guitar

Written at the corner of Market and High Streets in Chester County, West Chester, PA. Recorded at Marshall Square Park.

From the album Gay Church

bookmark_borderRecord Heat

Record Heat Music Video .MP4
Record Heat.mp3

LYRICS
I overheard
It’s a record
Too much sun
Reigns on our fun
When it’s too hot
We can not
This record heat
Is beat
…2,3,4
How much more?

What we got
Is too hot
Getting difficult to endure
Any more temperature
Did you see the mercury
Going up in history
Going down! It’s misery
Absurd record
Invoke heatstroke
Add the absurdity of the humidity
Think you can sweat it?
Forget it!
Can’t compete with record heat
Na ugh-uh na uh-uh
No, can’t compete with the record heat
Na ugh-uh na uh-uh

ABOUT THE SONG
Written at the doctor’s office during record heat. It is about the health risks from global warming. A significant cause of ill health is Temperature-Related Death and Illness.

Style: Alternative Rock
Chords: E D A E / E A E
Recording: live digital 1-track stereo recorded at Marshall Square Park in West Chester.

Vocals, Guitar

From the album Doctor Please! Doctor, Please!
[Songs written in doctors’ waiting rooms]
by Daniel Brouse