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On The Shine

by Brandon Earl Bristow

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1.
It's getting dangerous let's find a way out of here Facto Proviso the documentation's clear I want you to find your..want you to find your....want you to find your love Oh I want you to find love.. I want you to find love..I want you to find your love...love love........ . . . & Facto Proviso, how many stations here? Yea, oh Factoproviso..Facto Proviso! Facto proviso..... . . . Want you to find love.. Want you to find love.. Want you to find you're love.... . . .
2.
so what 03:42
Things will get worse far before they get better We got a long way to go And all you can do in between the confusion is Lie down and go with the flow ...and so what? and so what? What what ...and so what? and so what? What what Well, the birds and the bees are just a few of these that could Stand up and teach us a lesson. That a wrinkle in the face of disgrace is bound to Leave us a permanent impression ...And so what? And so what? what what ...And so what? And so what? what what And your babies Why they crying now? Start thinking maybe Maybe you ought to come, well Maybe you ought to come home A room full of mad men playing with numbers drawing Pictures of jungles with crayons Thinking, maybe it's safer to hide in a box than be Shot down with poisonous arrows ...and so what? And so what? What what ... And so what? And so what? What what. And your babies Why they crying now? Start thinking maybe Maybe you ought to come, well Maybe you ought to come home home home Things will get worse far before they get better well you better know what you know what you know If you look to the sky to try to find heaven Well, I know you ought to feel low ...And so what? And so what? What what ...And so what? And so what? What what
3.
SOUNDCHECK OF THE APOCALYPSE STACKABLE CARS AND CHOCOLATE CHIPS FORCED ENTRY PROFESSIONAL WAFFLERS FLIP FLOP WEARING SCOOTER JOCKIES SOYLENT GREEN IN SMELL-O-VISION HAND CUT HOME GROWN SELF EMPLOYED RED EYED CLONES red hot radiator...uncle Jimi's working the phone...Polyfiber carbonator ... I don't think I'm ever alone no. ..... I think that you're the terminator... I'm scared of everyone that you know I said that I will see you later But I'm really thinking I wanna go...... (frogs)
4.
backroads 03:31
I'm truckin' down the back roads And whistling songs I'm trucking down the back roads Won't you come, come along I'm hiding from the main roads They're much too strong I'm hiding from the main roads Won't you come, come along I don't know What tomorrow brings I might pretend sometimes for show I'd listen to my heart if it would keep Me warm...warm....lord I know There's a man with a paper sign Says take me anywhere There's a man with a paper sign Saying take me far... Far from here I don't know what tomorrow brings I might pretend sometimes for show I'd listen to my heart if it would keep Me warm... Warm.. . Lord I know I'm truckin' down the backroads Whistling songs I'm trucking down the back roads Won't you come, come along
5.
on the shine 03:12
You were always the believer You were always on the shine Your whole world is a battle There's war paint in your eyes Carry me back If the south wind brings you hacksaws And it plays upon your mind There a world of conversation To the blind leading the blind Carry me back And your wound is full of silver "And your mongrel dreams turn black" And your wars go on forever And the rain bring out the rats Send a message in a bottle For the rescue of your kind You were always the believer You will always have the shine Carry me back
6.
I can't keep track of time I'm paranoid and so am I I'm terrified of water These days these days these days A jumbo jet puts a tail in the sky I satellite goes floating by I don't feel very modern These days these days these days A heart is a fish Swimming in tears That wells in our eyes While our precious years swim away...swim away.. Swim away I'll pass on the key of life With rules which you alone apply We all expect the overmind But the things we do just don't consign And I can fill the room....and I could fill the room And I could fill a room.....with my blood soaked mind yea I could fill the room.... And I could fill the room I could fill the room... With my blood soaked mind With my blood soaked mind..with my blood soaked line.... A heart is a fish Swimming in tears They well in our eyes While our precious years swim away...you know they swim away..oh yea They always swim away... Oh yea.... Always swim away.. So I have a wish And I have a fear Standing in line And I wish you were here Well what can I say And how should I seem You think I'm awake I live in a dream.. Swim away... O.k. .....I'd like to swim away....o.k. I'd like to swim away.. O.k. . . Swim away
7.
how now 03:52
You come into town...You came into money You pass it around... Your manager's funny Your signature's good you get you some playthings I know you never would but your people arrange things ....how now brown cow? And so business is good and you got this break somehow.... So ....how now brown cow? Your friends are all gone replaced with some strange things A car and a house but that doesn't change things When something occurs you blame it on magic They keep you insured because the world is so tragic How now brown cow? Your business is good but you got to break somehow... These people today they smile automatic The lines that they say are so cinematic Your privacy's gone you hide in rose gardens They string you along while begging your pardon How now brown cow? Your business is good but you've got to break somehow How now brown cow?
8.
tree 03:47
Born upon a forest maze The man who worked the post was away They said it was a hollow place I think that my soul will be safe...hold on....hold on.. A tattoo of a horse and sage Remind me that we fade away Images of war and hate Rise above a carnival stage..so hold on... Hold on ....hold Fishermen we like it this way We need excuses to get out hook in place Making the timing straight Where even a rock will erase.. hold on.... Hold on ....hold.. Yea they say it's an acquired taste We're canning up the human race Where if the killing is clean then god be praised We're breaking your soul down today.. Hold on.. Hold on.. I sit in a hollow tree Watching what you done to me I wonder if I know who to trust Watching the dawn turn to dust hold on hold... Hold Born of a fucking maze the man who worked the post was away They say it is a hollow place I believe that my soul will be safe A tattoo of a horse and sage Remind me that we fade away The images of war and hate Rise above a carnival state
9.
horses win 04:52
So when you're on the sidewalk. ..Horses win. So when you pay the gypsy ..Horses win When you tie your fears to the mast We can put our ears to the grass So when you drink your whiskey ..... Horses win So when you tie your fears to the mast We can put our ears to the grass So when you're on the sidewalk . ... . ....horses win
10.
What have I lost....here Loads and loads of free time in a gold mine but you know I can't get off What have I lost....here Well you know I was the golden pony right up to the point where I slipped a gear Some kind of criminal in need All eyes forward pencils down your at the head of the class and you can't see me Many hours spent in the face of all these roles and ...static...side by side ounce for ounce I find it problematic What have I lost here Piles and piles and piles of shit from steers What have I lost here Hmmm you know less and less each and every year..... And you don't know.. One hand from another And you sing..sing..Nothin' but the blues And your king's robe.... Is chewed up to nothing And the moths ..oh oh are singing to the moon,,,, They sing 123..4568..9.. They sing one two three four five six eight nine Believe me What have I lost... Here What have I lost here? What have I lost? What have I lost here..... Get lost.
11.
Some of you stood on the rocks Some of you've taken the time To know the water don't stop Don't even think it unkind I know you can't help but look At your reflection below Under the currents are cooking baby And pretty soon you will know As a young man I have loved her As a young man I adored As an old man I'm a slave to her And I fear...her jealous ...soul.....her jealous ...soul.... Whether you wrong or you right Suggest you do what you can To stay clear of the water tonight Somebody's thinking that they're better than.. I know you can't help but look at you're reflection below Under the currents are cooking baby And pretty soon you will know And as a young man I loved her As an old man I adored As an old man I'm a slave to her And I fear .. Her jealous soul.....
12.
I feel like ten cent worth of diamond.. Under the moonlight and shining... I feel like the cents of diamonds yes Under the moonlight I'm shining.. . . . . . Pick me up now. I always thought someone would care for me.. I always thought someone would be there for me.... . . Endlessly To pick me up now... If you got the pockets then carry me.....endlessly... Pick me up now... I feel like ten cent worth of diamonds.. Diamonds . Diamonds yea.
13.
Lost & Found 02:12
I'm lost.. And found.. Lost and found A whole lotta useless junk I carry round I been waitin' here forever... I been waitin' here forever.. And you can make off with me if your description's detailed and clever I'm lost.. And found.. Yea I'm Lost and I'm found A whole lot a useless junk you carry round Well.... A junk box waitin' here all of the time sock hats, matchbox cars and lighters.. I'm lost and I'm found Sunglass cases and a scarf I can do without.. I got rings.... I got rings I got rings you know I got rings.. A trip to the pawn shop is gonna disappear these things Yea I am lost and found... Oh I'm lost and I am found A whole lotta useless junk you can do without
14.
I clearly remember there were stars in your eyes Just like the painting ... There was blue and there was white I roll down the hillside in horse drawn cart Something Italian .. It came straight from your heart.. Well... (kazoo) I say that I love you and you hold my hand so tight We'll be together ... In the blue and in the white.... Yea! (more kazoo) This is my kind of country*.... In the blue and in the white Just like the painting ... Starry Starry Night... Yea, (Even more kazoo....))) .... Oh my god... . . . . .
15.
stay awake 03:10
If you stay awake Too long Everything you hear Is written in stone And the battle is a foreground And the canvas is arranged And the con man isn't going down Till you kill em .....Or you change Take a good look And walk away A little piece of me Will stay Like a totem on your shoulder Like the horses at the gate Like a pencil behind the master's ear Like a singer singing songs Lying up in wait ... And you tear down Your apprentice And you carve your name In silver plates Shadow boxing with a hypocrite Wearing new clothes when you paint In a store room with a statue Where you save a little faith For a chance to run away ... When you stay awake too long
16.
nuff said 02:53
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17.
I will stand...up to reason.. In the company..of the cruel And your hand.. It was needed here ..ah but you... Played it cool I ain't lookin at you Anymore Watching all my respect Walk out that door I ain't gonna listen To any more lies In taken what you've given .... I won't even try Well you gotta hit the bricks...and have a look around.... You better react quick...or you know you play the painted clown.. There ain't no social security..out there to save your ass.. And your sense of indemnity.. Is just a feeling Is just a feeling Is just a feeling that will pass... I ain't looking at you Anymore I'm watching all my respect Crawl out of that door I ain't a gonna listen To any more lies And for taking what you've given me...I won't ..even.. Try Your mamma calling to come back Your daddy said come too But you won't get no mind to run back If that's something you can't use I'm gonna bite the big apple ....and pass it to the pack.. There ain't nobody watching you..."why the hell did you come back?" I ain't looking at you anymore Watching all of my respect Crawl out the door I ain't gonna listen To any more lies And for taking what you've given me.. I won't ..even .. try Don't try it. I will stand ..up to reason... In the company ... of the cruel Of the cruel ...of the cruel... Of the cruel ...of the cruel.. Take that to the bank

about

On the shine is a hand-picked selection of the songs I recorded between 2008 and 2012. Also known as the long awaited B.B.Q. Album, the album is a purposeful venture into positive lyrical and musical territory with a few dark exceptions. Recorded mostly in a method I call "leap frog." A self-applied, consciously unprofessional term I use to imply the lack of trickery or, more accurately, a stern anti-drum machine sentiment. A rule I break wholeheartedly in at least one song. The differentiating factor that begs a new production term is this. The "correct" way to record a song since the advent of multitrack recording was to either cut the whole thing live or break it down into parts for the sake of audio quality and time management. The norm is to consider the drums a concrete foundation with which to build your song, adding tracks accordingly, rejecting and re recording the"scratch tracks" to achieve a layer cake of perfection along the way. It makes perfect sense for a full band with the meter running in an expensive studio environment in say 1989. My home studio is, as they say, "all that" and the lack of time constraints coupled with the "army of one mentality" opens a creative door that resolves itself without argument or discussion for the betterment of the songs. My songs are usually a guitar centric affair and for the sake of the song and my sanity, I record the guitar first ( a total no-no in the shrinking professional recording universe). I thump out a solid acoustic take with mumbling unfinished lyrics, spontanious chord changes that come from outer space, and add drums and bass with reckless abandon. Then I mute the original take and apply a more precise guitar and possibly add some electric stuff. Then I mute the drums and redo them entirely with the new attitude of the electric guitar or bass considered, including nuance changes or stops that spontaneously show up out of nowhere. Then I let it simmer in the pot till the steam clears out, add butter and serve hot. These songs are generally not prewritten and all along the way, I keep a live vocal mic around to constantly toss in lyrical pieces that occur to me honestly and on the fly in that very moment. By the end of the day, I usually know what the song is trying to become and I can have it to near completion by that night if I get the entire day to myself in the studio. In the end, I sometimes have an admittedly sloppy sounding song, but in my opinion, all of the soul and spirit of the piece gets left intact and the whole grain goodness resides in the cosmic slop. It is extremely satisfying to produce music, lyrics and recordings this way, warts and all. Most musicians are trying to recreate some magic they came up with on the back porch in the studio and it comes off like bad acting. My philosophy is to have the mics live and ready and roll tape (or click a mouse..tape ain't cheap) every time I sit down to play. The end results are as true and honest as I can make them. I hope the end results of my efforts are something people will find interesting enough to play on their road trip in the summer or who knows, perhaps pump it out the boom box at the backyard B.B.Q. As always, peace, love, and pass the guacamole.
Sincerely, Brandon Earl Bristow

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released October 2, 2012

All this noise came from Brandon E. Bristow with a little help from the pond frogs and the moon.

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Brandon Earl Bristow Ventura, California

The Lost surfer hiding in the trees talking to himself.

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