Oceans

by Bright Brown

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1.
Diver 03:33
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
2.
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
3.
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
4.
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
5.
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
6.
7.
My Wife 03:57
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
8.
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
9.
Botanical 04:29
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
10.
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
11.
thanksgiving and the earth feels flat just like this black or white table we gather at to sit with friends think of the conversations lost at the other end a million human dream millions of hands grasp across the ravine on each bank our heals dig in as we tug to close the seam how we've been bleeding rivers that keep our sins afloat a flood of blood tossing a tiny boat filled with a million migrants their language stuck in their throat encircling our privilege in a stormy moat a million human dream millions of hands grasp across the ravine on each bank our heals dig in as we tug to close the seam how we've been bleeding rivers

about

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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