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Brownwall
Hosted by Brownwall · EN
We make music for our own sanity. Whatever mood strikes. Whomever from the circle is available. For over two decades. Cheapest therapy in the world. We hope you find some joy in it too.
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Collisions of Fish
3w ago00:03:03Tap to summarizeJohn Makarewicz - Drums, Bass, Guitar Nick Nunziata - Keyboards, Guitar
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Forgone
4w ago00:04:02Tap to summarizeIn the horizon Signs of locusts Spreading wing Choking the air Yet you did this Without a question What am I about About to unleash This is forgone Almost Where's the future In this corruption Who can be free In a space so small Count on trouble To divide them Count on trouble From these hands This is forgone Almost Taste the exhaust From the fires My ignition Clear the air Burning locusts Sitting at desks Their antennae No longer feel This is forgone Almost Where the future In this corruption Who can be free In a space so small Micah Robinson - Guitar Nick Nunziata - Keyboards, Vocals Steve Murphy - Drums John Makarewicz - Bass
Transcribe →Sweet Bye and Bye
4w ago00:02:30Tap to summarizeIn the mood On the phone Underground Anywhere you look Dangerous Eyes will see With speed Alacrity Never bother To look back On the side Passages Never breathe And I want to warn you of the sweet bye and bye The only destination if we don't comply Cannot fool Security Giant feed The clarity Seeing motive Through viscosity Serpentine We have to be Mind Break The only way I lie for you And you lie for me And I want to warn you of the sweet bye and bye The only destination if we don't comply Painstakingly Furious we Need to be Unintended Be the hero In this piece Even though We despise Nearly everyone Break the eggs and the pan so the omelette can never feed And I want to warn you of the sweet bye and bye The only destination if we don't comply John Makarewicz - Bass Steve Murphy - Drums Micah Robinson - Guitar Nick Nunziata - Keyboards
Transcribe →Day Drinking
Jul 1800:03:23Tap to summarizeIn the evening I’ll let the air out Sober enough to discuss the current events Even though they terrify me And my mind is racing now Take a gander and see developments So much hypocrisy condensed like milk Carrying no nutrition And my stomach’s turning now Want to crush the spigot once and for all See the news back up on itself and die Except the rot is real And the hunger’s insatiable Just day drinking to numb the pain Just day drinking to feel anything Algorithm ain’t got no rhythm Bouncing chaff from wall to wall Synonyms of synonyms And the boredom makes a kill Just day drinking to numb the pain Just day drinking to feel anything Just day drinking because it feels so good A little revolution before the sun goes down When the waiter comes I'll pay the check with the money you took from all of us I fear the children who cannot believe The words that carry zero weight And images you cannot trust And they expect to turn a tide A tidal wave should strike the coast To wake the sleeping in their bed Unless they need to drown And the water tastes like wine Just day drinking to numb the pain Just day drinking to feel anything When the waiter comes I'll pay the check with the money you took from all of us Micah Robinson - Guitar Nick Nunziata - Keyboards, Vocals John Makarewicz - Bass Steve Murphy - Drums
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Flimsy in Grief
Jul 700:03:22Tap to summarizeIn the cold of the mountain Life can stay safe Cryogenic mansion In the wake of heat wave Be there to pry me loose To mourn to golden Unlock the primordial Send new life in motion Speak through ice and laughter The nation in graves Or so they say through the walls now So flimsy in grief We pay We pay Speak through ice and laughter The nation in graves Or so they say through the walls now So flimsy in grief The days are insane now As the liquid sweats us out A broken chain is mended By the waterspout Watch all the newly born Adjust eyes to the dark In the deeper channels A newfangled ark Speak through ice and laughter The nation in graves Or so they say through the walls now So flimsy in grief Steve Murphy - Drums, Guitar Nick Nunziata - Guitar, Bass, Vocals
Transcribe →Why Even Try
Jul 500:02:50Tap to summarizeAll the pieces fit together Seems easy from the outside But the sausage is made In absentia forever But why even try All they see is the puzzle So intricately prepared before Now a tapestry for all And then it begins anew But why even try In the words of the fallen man “I’ve lost the spark” “Reach inside me” “Find me frozen” “Thaw this being” “I remember” “I remember” I remember I remember I remember Steve Murphy - Drums, Bass, Guitar, Backing Vocals Nick Nunziata - Guitar, Vocals
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Futterman’s Peanut Butter
Jul 500:01:07Tap to summarizeThere's one way to know where tastebuds grow to find their happy place A place like Valhalla except loaded with protein, magnesium, and arganine Made with love and tenderness on a farm just south of Heaven Futterman's place Where peanuts dance like fairies Fairies Lightly salted Light in the loafer Futterman's Peanut Butter Micah Robinson - Bass, Guitar Nick Nunziata - Vocals Steve Murphy - Guitar John Makarewicz - Drums
Transcribe →Dr. Mastermind
Jul 400:04:11Tap to summarizeSoldiers climb down from the cypress Some too young to drink his wine Trembling inside the warbirds Living on the faultline Dying on the front line Earthquake Dr. Mastermind Earthquake Dr. Mastermind Living on the faultline Dying on the front line Earthquake Dr. Mastermind Roller roller roller, doctor! Hear them them call his name Dr. Mastermind Roller roller roller, doctor! Hear them them call his name Dr. Mastermind Roller roller roller, doctor! Hear them them call his name Dr. Mastermind Piled high above the prairie Eyes exposed to wind and rain Cattle call of expendable Living on the faultline Dying on the front line Earthquake Dr. Mastermind Earthquake Dr. Mastermind Living on the faultline Dying on the front line Earthquake Dr. Mastermind Roller roller roller, doctor! Hear them them call his name Dr. Mastermind Roller roller roller, doctor! Hear them them call his name Dr. Mastermind Roller roller roller, doctor! Hear them them call his name Dr. Mastermind Soldiers climb Some say doctor is a gypsy Some say doctor is the devil Living on the faultline Dying on the front line Earthquake Dr. Mastermind Earthquake Dr. Mastermind Living on the faultline Dying on the front line Earthquake Dr. Mastermind Nick Nunziata - Guitar, Vocals Micah Robinson - Guitar Steve Murphy - Drums, Bass, Guitar, Backing Vocals
Transcribe →Jump Killer
Jul 200:02:19Tap to summarizeTired of walking This planet earth is a trampoline Trampling and feeling mean Stealing steam Find a flame Extinguishing Jump Killer Jump Killer, now Jump Killer Jump Killer, now Jump Killer Jump Killer, now Finding peace at altitude I’m seeing sights and they’re seeing me Jump Killer Jump Killer, now Jump Killer Jump Killer, now Jump Killer Jump Killer, now Jump Killer Jump Killer, now Jump Killer Jump Killer, now Jump Killer Jump Killer, now Steve Murphy - Guitar, Bass Nick Nunziata - Drums, Vocals Micah Robinson - Guitar
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The Vault
Jul 200:03:11Tap to summarizeCreeping sideways only my way Forging ahead a grid at a time Stealing what we can from the vault, oh! Creeping sideways only my way Everything I do is with dexterity Stealing what we can from the vault, oh! On the parchment a crude drawn map Takes me to the central hub Blind my eyes with all this loot Stealing what we can from the vault, oh! Steve Murphy - Drums, Guitar Nick Nunziata - Bass, Guitar, Vocals
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