Oceans

by Bright Brown

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Overcoming the adversity of Brooklyn’s summer of 2010, Bright Brown's highly anticipated second release, "Oceans", was entirely recorded and mixed in their basement studio in the dry moments between flooding episodes brought on by that seasons’ torrential rain, a freak tornado, and an apocalyptic hailstorm. The record surfaced as a celebration of all of life’s unknowns. “I wish I was a diver, there are oceans we don’t know” is a line from the first track, Diver, that may indeed sum the record up, a record many are claiming to be Bright Brown’s greatest sonic adventure to date. Some of the songs stay hypnotically intimate while others choose moments to explode fully, saturating space with high arching choruses and rich musical texture.

Alex Nahas sings with a hope-tinged, quirky reverence for life’s great mysteries while creating engaging sonic texture on the seldom seen Chapman Stick, as Nick Smeraski drums slinky yet explosive grooves underneath. New to the mix are the cinematic stylings of keyboardist, David Blatty, pushing the envelope even farther every which way. Also featured are the voices of Alex’s wife, Sarah Nestel, 7 year old son, Aurel Nahas, and an infectious and quirky array of backing vocals from Nick and David.

In a complacent age where millions of bytes of information are within reach of our desk chairs and in our pockets, this reminder that there are still oceans out there, dangles enough meaning to keep leading us on.

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released November 19, 2012

Alex Nahas: lead & backing vocals, Chapman Stick, keyboards on tracks 8 & 9

Nick Smeraski: drums, percussion, backing vocals

David Blatty: keyboards, backing vocals

Additional Vocals: Sarah Nestel on track 5, Aurel Nahas on track 9

All songs written by Alex Nahas except Botanical, written by Alex and Aurel Nahas

Recorded by Alex, Nick, David @ Bright Brown Sound
Brooklyn, NY

Mixed & Produced by Alex Nahas

Mastered by A.T. Michael MacDonald @ Algorhythms Brooklyn,NY

Vinyl Mastering by Josh Bonati @ Bonati Mastering Brooklyn, NY

Cover art by Nick Smeraski

All songs (c) 2010 poormemusic

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Bright Brown is sonic cinema. Bittersweet layers and textures abound, and beautifully crafted songs exist at the core. Alex Nahas’ songwriting boldly chooses to sit “between the meager and the mundane” elevating the everyday. He generates a broad sonic palette on the rarely seen, Chapman Stick and along with Nick Smeraski on drums, they've wowed audiences with their explosive duo performances. ... more

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Track Name: Diver
blessed are the removed for they all know their fate
for those of us in the midst come on it’s getting late
blessed are the believers for their faith is pure
happy to be in their own skin and leave you in yours

i wish i was a diver / there are oceans we don’t know

blessed are the sailors for they’ve let go
cast themselves adrift / turned to face the blow
blessed are the removed for they all know their fate
for those of us in the midst come on it’s getting late

i wish i was a diver / there are oceans we don’t know

blessed are the leaders who don’t pretend to know
feet held firmly in the earth / turned to face the blow
blessed are the believers for their faith is pure
happy to be in their own skin and leave you in yours

i wish i was a diver / there are oceans we don’t know / oceans
Track Name: Rice Burning Wave
it’s coming my way / it’s coming my way up now
don’t disturb it / been a lifetime coming this way up now / don’t disturb it

i stood up and faced the noise
watched your little mouths popping open and shut
like bubbles in molten lava
everyone popping off / everyone popping off

it’s coming my way / it’s coming my way up now
don’t disturb it / been a lifetime coming this way up now / don’t disturb it

in this ride up
i’m the great agitator in the crowded elevator
push my buttons / my numbers light up

i stood up and faced the noise
watched your little mouths popping open and shut
like bubbles in molten lava
everyone popping off / everyone popping off
in this ride up
i’m the great masturbator in the crowded elevator
push my buttons / my numbers light up
Track Name: Happiness Shines
Van Gough washed / blurred vision
can’t worship the sun / strange religion
the palm tress look absurd here
far from where the seeds would have flown
displaced and fruitless / crowded and alone

happiness shines / not ready yet

arm grows tired (won’t put it down)
hand blocks the sun (happiness shines)
one purpose resolved (burning bright) / another undone
hand starts to waiver (can’t put it down)
eyes start to twitch (not ready yet)
the sun flickers (burning bright) / your bones itch

happiness shines / not ready yet

it’s too fast to focus / accept the blurred beauty and drive
the sound of new tarmac / a hum on which we thrive

(happiness shines / not ready yet / burning bright)

happiness shines / not ready yet
Track Name: Starting Explosions
don’t you feel sometimes you want to be starting explosions
along the pipeline to the mainstream
cut the cable to our t.v. dreams

what would we do with our nights
what would we talk about
would we have old world dreams
take to the field and plow

explosions
along the pipeline to the mainstream
cut the cable to our t.v. dreams

what would we do with our nights
what would we talk about
let’s stay up till the morning light
let our lust pour out

explosions
along the pipeline to the mainstream
cut the cable to our t.v. dreams

don’t you feel sometimes you want to plant seeds
in the cracks of the pavement
then you could sit back and watch love grow

don’t you feel sometimes you want to be starting explosions
along the pipeline to the mainstream
cut the cable to our t.v. dreams
Track Name: After The Meltdown
after winter’s gift came the freeze
a crueler beauty how it stilled with ease
the steam heat interiors thawed our underneaths
dried the backs of our throats when we needed to speak

i took a walk after the meltdown
saw the green grass that just drank it down

hear the rustling of the bare trees
turning over in their sleep
released from the freeze they were dreaming of leaves

i took a walk after the meltdown
saw the green grass that just drank it down
though it shivered and froze it just never browned
and we’ll just muddle through till after the meltdown

i know this earth spins and time takes wings
someday you and i will feel warmer things
but for now his orbit is dizzying

we should let our fortunes slide
kiss the bubbled walls in which we reside
open the doors let the fresh air inside
these steam sealed winters left us so dry

i took a walk after the meltdown
saw the green grass that just drank it down
though it shivered and froze it just never browned
and we’ll just muddle through till after the meltdown
Track Name: My Wife
she bathes the place we lay in a kind of heaven
that doesn’t boast of angels
just the comfort of commiseration
in the bittersweet hours of the a.m.
she’s a glass of water
in a sinners bed she’s heaven’s daughter
she let’s the daylight in and doesn’t take the credit

my wife

she speaks in incomplete sentences
ends them in a frustrated huff
it’s like she feels so deeply that english isn’t enough
there’s poetry in her silence
every twitch in her face a rhyme
she let’s the daylight in most every time

my wife

a co-conspirator
to scheme and dream and commit crimes with
she bathes the place we lay in a kind of heaven
she speaks in incomplete sentences and ends them

my wife
Track Name: Thought Pencil
for the time being
the revolution is inside
brought on by private conversation
one ear at a time

for the time being
thought pencil writing hides
written on the backs of eyelids
read only with closed eyes

someday
we'll congregate
plan escape
blow this show and start our own

for the time being
it's between us and brilliant friends
we leave it up to potential
to plan our brilliant end

someday
we'll congregate
plan escape
blow this show and start our own
Track Name: Botanical
blame it on the atoms
they’ve collided and the atmosphere’s at large
we’re blowing holes in the umbrella
but there’s a roof over our heads so there you are

there you are / we’re at large

the stars always line up
we just have to be willing to zigzag
we’ll pack our precious things for the journey
cause we’re the ones left holding the bags

there you are / we’re at large

don’t you see / we have everything

the skies echo thunder
out into space we send a sonic boom
and it rains down on our silly wars
while across the fields the flowers bloom

there you are / we’re at large
Track Name: All These Slippery Things
look at that ship sail
these nonskid fingers are starting to fail
passing through them is time’s tail
and all these slippery things

before you split
i should have taken that memory and bottled it
before it all comes unraveled
all that you’ve knit
and all these slippery things

you know you could make that trip
but i say home is hip
it all comes to where you dock the ship
and all these slippery things