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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?

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.

A new single for the album Delve Into Twenty-twelve

This Year .MP3 (Part 3)

It is time to delve into 2012 with three new songs. (free mp3 downloads)

Delve Into Twenty-twelve Part 3 .MP3

Written and recorded at Love Park, Philadelphia, PA

The Christmas Blues .mp4 Music Video

by Daniel Brouse

More Christmas Music

The Song *With Love And Rage*

We’ve entered an age
In need of our sage
From the year nothing
Spring…
To be our savior
Bringing blankets to the shivering
Bringing food to those hungering
Medical attention to any needing aiding

We pray
Please don’t take that away
With love and rage
Occupy the savage age
X’s and O’s
The hero from year zero

About the Song *With Love And Rage* .mp4 Video

High Definition Pictures

Written at Occupy Philadelphia by Daniel Brouse

Christmas Music

As it’s told
Turn to cold
The winter did

Never too old
Learn to fold
Back into the kid
The child you once were

The rest of your life
Just a blur

Back to Mother Nature
Your wife

Under the star
The child you are
Back from afar
The child you are

The trumpets blare
Now you’re aware
Of the child you are

The bells ring true
Of the child in you
Of the child you are

Lyrics and About the song *Childish* .mp4 Video
Practice Attempt of Childish .mp4 Music Video
The Song *Childish Behavior* in Love Park .mp4 Music Video

Written in Love Park, Philadelphia, PA by Daniel Brouse

Heart And Soul?
What happens when the heart is ripped from the soul? What happens when the soul is ripped from the heart? This song is about exodus of the music committee from Occupy Philly.

LYRICS
Whirring of the whirlybird
Overhead
Bringing on fear…
Dread
Rumors, gossip…
Over what’s been said

Waiting for the other shoe to drop
Waiting for an onslaught of the assault cop

Gone to hell
All that’s left…
A shell

Heart ripped from soul
Soul ripped from heart
Twisted
Torn apart
What’s the toll of your goal
Resisted
A fresh start

Am / C7
Em / Em
Am / C7 / F

About the Song *Heartless Soul* .mp4 Video
Heartless Soul .mp4 Music Video

Written at Occupy Philadelphia by Daniel Brouse

Press the press
For nothing less
Than the truth
Press the press’s button
To turn on
The wisdom tooth
To turn off
The aloof
Are those in P.R.
Really that far
From reality of disparity
Disparity of sincerity
The rarity of ability
To annunciate their state
Seek their fate

Written at Occupy Philadelphia by Daniel Brouse

Press Press Song .mp4 Video

Occupy Philadelphia Press Conference

Baa check
Baaaaaa
Blah check
Blaaaaaah
Wear a funny hat
Wear a funny heart
Wear a funky charm
Stand on stage
Rage
For authority
In hypocrisy
Of our age
Bringing harm
Instead of help
False alarm yelp

Baa Check Song Part 1
Baa Check Song Part 2

Written at Occupy Philadelphia by Daniel Brouse