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Ghost Whisperer
by Daniel Brouse on Thursday, November 18, 2010 at 4:17pm

MP3 (live 1-track stereo recording)

An attempt at scribing for the spirits.

instrumentation:

* Flute (orchestra type)

* Casio wk-3500, Ambient 2, Tempo 136, Tone Stereo Choir

* MicroKorg, midi patch in from wk-3500 autosettings

* Casio wk-500, Tone split Piano upper Acoustic Bass lower

vocals and microphones: 2 Senneiser Evolution microphones. 1 through a DigiTech RP3 #93 in stereo. 1 through a BossBR-600 Effect Kick Compression in stereo.

“Coming from a place of sensitivity”

Clarivointcy

“Coming from a place of sensitivity”

Transparency

You can see right through me

Being a medium

Is not very average

Some

If not all living

Can be unforgiving

… even savage.

Speaking in tongues

Ghost whisperer

Shhh! Hear Her?

Ghost whisperer

Screams

From the top of his lungs

Handling snakes

Whatever it takes

To peak

Through the seams

To seek

What it means

Sometimes

You may look like a freak

When you go to speak

To the dead

However

It’s worth hearing

What is said

No one lives forever!

No one lives forever?

It takes

Trying to give away

Every Joule of energy

It takes

Trying to give away

Every jewel of energy

Extemporaneous

Stream of consciousness

The elimination of *me*

So, that I may see

Speaking in tongues

Handling snakes

Whatever it takes

Often times

You may look like a freak

When you go to speak

Exposing one’s soul

Can take a toll

Exposing one’s sole

Can take a toll

Groove Train Rider
by Daniel Brouse on Wednesday, November 17, 2010 at 1:39pm

Inspired by the Groove Train Riders. Thanks!

Woot wooooooot!??

All aboard!

Let’s move the masses

Let’s move the hoard

Before our time passes

Can we

Get ‘em to move

Can we

Get in the groove?

Take the tube

To Piccadilly Circus

To cause a ruckus

Come unglued

Gonna ride

Ride that train

Come back

On track

Gonna ride

Ride that train

Clickity, clickity, clickity, clack

Inside Her (God)

The Groove Train Rider

Groove Train Ride Her

Pennlyn

Paoli

To Penn Station

Ft. Washington

To 30th Street

Barely

Keep the beat

Almost

A runaway train

Woot wooooooot!?

Verging on insane

Woot wooooooot!?

Come back

On track

Gonna ride

Ride that train

Woot wooooooot!?

* Woot wooooooot!? by The Groove Train Riders

I had to pull into the Wawa parking lot
and, jot this down….

The place I like the most
Is where creation occurs
There’s a place in this lyric
Where creation occurs

There’s a place in this song
Where creation occurs
Doesn’t matter much
If it’s off-beat
To that
Of a different drummer
I’m still amazed
I bare witness
To creation

The place
With the space
To allow the future
To unfold
Or, so I’m told

That’s the place
I’ve been trying to explain
I thought everyone knew
Now, I come to find
More one-of-a-kind
And, for them
It’s something knew?

Well, not a sin
To come on in

Kind-a-like watching
The birth of your child
And, imagining
The point of conception
The creation
That’s the place

Not a sin
To come on in

LYRICS
In as much
As a word can touch
I’m reaching out to you
And, I hope to see
What you say
About the way
Our heads headed
Remove what’s embedded
About hate, death and war
After all,
There’s got to be more
An expanded view

Evoke a sixth sense
Is what we’ll try to do
So, you can talk to me
And, I can talk to you
Without moving our lips
Communication slips

Like the day is long,
There’s nothing wrong,
With a love song.

Like the inevitable end of night,
As it gives way to the light,
There’s nothing wrong with right.

May your star shine bright,
May your wish come true,
May your star shine far,
May it reach from me… to you.

Catching the stars,
Flying past mars,
Watching,
Participating,
Listening,
Giving.

So, many suns,
Know many sons,
Growing,
Bestowing,
Living,
Giving.

Catching the dreams,
Making them seems,
Hoping,
Accepting,
Wishing,
Getting…

Your dreams to come true,
If they’re not just ’bout you.