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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

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

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

I thought I would show you what I was talking about,
So, here it is kid….

You don’t want it all,
But, you don’t want it all,
To pass you by,
bye-bye.

Music is not about telling everyone else how you feel.
Music is about helping everyone else feel the way you feel.

Have you no sense of intimacy?

Music is about helping everyone feel what you are saying.

Do you remember when,
You asked me why all the Crayon’s,
In the Crayon box,
Looked the same as you?

After all,
Camouflage is a weird concept in space.

After all,
I’m just a person trying to express myself.
Why would you want to step on that?

Do you ever look outside of your self?
Do you ever look outside yourself?

It’s not that I’m the sickest puppy,
In the litter.

How do I know?
I looked in your blindspot.

What happens when you wait,
Until someone can’t wait,
To go to the bathroom?

Shit happens.

What if there was so much noise,
That nobody could hear my song?

Sometimes noise is a good camouflage.
Sometimes it is not.

I’m not that interested in how you fit into the game…
Rather, that you are a game piece.

Where do all those anarchists go?
That bookstore on South Street?

Oh, yes,
The Wooden Shoe.

Can you tell a Fox,
He swells like his own hole?

Ask Rupert Murdoch.

Have you no sense,
Of intimacy?

It’s funny,
When you try to stop,
A laughing-box from laughing.

Kleenex,
Or, tissue,
Who cares?
Will God bless you?

Doy you,
Yourself,
Know a genius,
When you look one,
In the I?

There are only so many people,
That hold a guitar…
Or, magnifying glass.

Chasing the string of a balloon.

There aren’t that many fish,
That can swim in the sea.
Shall I throw you back?

SOPA & PIPA Pirate Song .MP3 from the album New Found Sound

eye, eye, matie.
shiver me timbers.
yo, ho, ho and a bottle of rum.
what do you do with a drunken sailor?
shave his belly with a rusty razor!

If you go to Wikipedia.org today, you get a black page asking you to protest. If you go to Google today, you will find their logo blacked-out and a plea to protest.

What has Internet intellectuals all in an up-roar?

New Congressional legislation, known as the Protect I P Act (PIPA) in the Senate and the Stop Online Piracy Act (SOPA) in the House.

The law would censor the Web.
Please, tell Congress — Don’t censor the Web

P I P A: This Act may be cited as the “Preventing Real Online Threats to Economic Creativity and Theft of Intellectual Property Act of 2011″ or the “PROTECT I P Act of 2011.”

The term “Internet site” means the collection of digital assets, including links, indexes, or pointers to digital assets, accessible through the Internet that are addressed relative to a common domain name.

S O P A: To promote prosperity, creativity, entrepreneurship, and innovation by combating the theft of U.S. property, and for other purposes.

This Act may be cited as the “Stop Online Piracy Act.”

eye, eye, matie.
shiver me timbers.
yo, ho, ho and a bottle of rum.
what do you do with a drunken sailor?
shave his belly with a rusty razor!

FIRST AMENDMENT — nothing in this Act shall be construed to impose a prior restraint on free speech or the press protected under the 1st Amendment to the Constitution.

INTERNET ADVERTISING SERVICES —
(i) REQUIRED ACTIONS — An Internet advertising service that contracts to proVide advertising to or for the foreign infringing site, or portion thereof, that is subject to the order, or that knowingly serves advertising to or for such site or such portion thereof, shall take technically feasible and reasonable measures….

(II) cease making available advertisements for the foreign infringing site or such portion thereof, or paid or sponsored search results, links, or other placements that provide access to such foreign infringing site or such portion thereof;

and

(III) cease providing or receiving any compensation for advertising or related services to, from, or in connection with such foreign infringing site or such portion thereof.

eye, eye, matie.
shiver me timbers.
yo, ho, ho and a bottle of rum.
what do you do with a drunken sailor?
shave his belly with a rusty razor!

by Daniel Brouse

MORE INFORMATION
Google and Wikipedia Blackout Protest Over U.S. Internet Legislation
#SOPA #PIPA Internet Publishing Laws
Is Your Website Committing a Crime?

From the album (Knew) New Found Sound by Pho Co., the single The Song In My Head (ReMix #4)

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

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

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

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