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Brewing Clouds
04:14
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LYRICS:
Brewing Clouds
An all observing eye sees the complex interactions
The role-play at breakfast, lunch and dinner a distraction
In lull, let’s loiter together
On the table, we conversate about the weather
The gutted stream of consciousness gives to instant satisfaction
Let my over-active imagination develop our attraction
And the brewing clouds will come
When they come, we will run, run, run
And the bright sun’s rays will shine
Light the sky; dry my eyes, crying eyes, crying eyes
Hidden in your pockets are your perfect polished limbs, smothering the spark unable to stoke the fire within
In prose, you’re scrawled with repetition
But I can only skim the surface of your description
By day as local tourists, we soak up our surroundings
In our peaceful, silent space at night we analyze new knowing
And the brewing clouds will come
When they come, we will run, run, run
And the bright sun’s rays will shine
Light the sky; dry my eyes, crying eyes, crying eyes…
Vocals, Uke, Harmony: Danielle Arsenault
Piano: Sarah Shechner
Bass: Ollie Walker
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2. |
Humanity Hype
02:26
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Humanity Hype
Humanity’s blasphemy concealing public lies in secrecy
living stacks upon stacks of what we seem to be
Population’s exploitation, the enemy
Remember those days
well, we’re still learning the ways of pushing, prodding, winking, nodding on friendship malaise
Eggshell stepping seven billion and growing share earth’s space
Oops, so sorry, didn’t mean to squish into you
Pardon me, my elbow is lodged into your eyebrow
We’re packed sardines, no room, but this train is leaving soon
Advertisement stricken, consumer crazy, we all want fit bodies but we’re fucking lazy
Don’t believe the hype (x4)
I peed my pants on the bus from Tequila to trust
Driver making a fuss
Scheduled time what’s the rush
Time proven to stand through the grand master plan
When we’re all dead in the end like my grandma, my friend
Through it all, through it all, positivity reigns
Pass on smiles; all the while accept inevitable change
Rouse the courage push the threshold of your vocal range
Freedom fighter, laughter lover, soft stepper, earth eater
Light searcher, question hunter, secret keeper, soul seeker
Don’t believe the hype (x4)
Vocals, Uke, Harmony Composed by: Danielle Arsenault
Bass: Mathieu Stewart
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3. |
On Time Out of Time
03:19
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On Time Out of Time
We plan and prepare and anticipate our future
But this figment of time - clock ticks – lives only in our minds
Our bones grow and wisdom shows and wrinkles squint, make fine lines in pretty rows
Vibrations of carbon and oxygen, organic building blocks
Measuring life’s events the brain’s atomic inner clock
Cat nap, mind clear then snapped awake by a sudden shock of a million thoughts.
If you’re lost you can look and you will find me, time after time
If you fall I will catch you, I’ll be waiting, time after time (x2)
Contraction, repression. We crave security
Expansion, expression. Comfort in uncertainty
In seasons in seconds eternal synchronicity
Individual perception, the memory of what used to be
So make the best of this test and don’t ask why
it’s not a question, but a lesson learned in time.
It’s something unpredictable and in the end it’s right, I hope you had the time of your life.
Beat Box: Sean Sanders
Vocals, Uke, Harmony, Composed by: Danielle Arsenault
Bass: Mathieu Stewart
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4. |
Events and Happenstance
03:25
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Events and Happenstance
Down and out in this bed of chance
Provoked by events and happenstance
I stare out the window at the rooftops down below
And hope soon the air in my lungs will flow on their own
To be bored and forced does nothing for creativity
When life hangs in the balance
Shocked by the possibility that it could all end in an instant
Don’t wait, focus and listen
Little steamy demons retreat one by one
then softly dissipate with the heat of the sun
They go with the wind and blend with the blight
and mingle with the cigarette smoke from the lips of passers by
Not one is the same nor will it ever be
The wind is the constant that moves the smoke I see
For the highs and the lows in the moments that last, remember these too shall pass
As the glaring truth bears down profound nerves embarking on a breakdown
No silent solace can subdue the ear piercing sound
One deep breath and sweat soaked sheets
A light head and darkness surrounding me
To be bored and forced does nothing for creativity
When life hangs in the balance
Shocked by the possibility
that the highs and the lows in the moments that last, remember these too shall pass
Vocals, Uke, Keys, Harmony, Composed by: Danielle Arsenault
Bass: Ollie Walker
Melodica: Adrian Omni
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Once Destroyed with Tears of Joy
I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by mirrors and near death naivety.
Over-analyzed and under educated
Who almost dug themselves and early grave and were unable to escape the parade.
Angel-headed Misters and lost little sisters who battled their way through the maze
they had created for themselves, of course dictated by this society that we are all a part of.
Who searched and reached beyond the confinements of philosophy in drug induced bouts of languid curiosity
With purpose or with apathy, a dissatisfied duality
Who adapted to convenience in a lazy existence of dependence and vice
Who swam in the possibility of success but chose to waste life
Who walked in shoes with holes among rows of suburb cut-outs and loose belly dives
The corner chug-chug
The pin prick tattoo
Where the desolation angels led their desolated lives
Who hitchhiked on helicopters and played with each other
Who stashed drugs in bushes and crossed country borders
And pulled rickshaws in harbours
And bathed naked like mermaids in rivers under the imminence of interstate bridges
Who eventually recognized the facade that gripped them full-fledged
And that their terrors were their passions that hung by thin threads
Until the divine washed them over and brought them a little closer to a hyper-state of awareness while living on the edge
Propelled by naïve desires, we learned – the destroyed minds and I
And now as empathy stirs in the bottom of my soul
I feel an overwhelming urge to give
To give from the rooftop of my apartment
Overlooking the stacked of bricks hollowed out to house homes of visitors to this land
I hope for a higher consciousness to reach the populace
To teach the populace
In our dreams, these experiences allowed us to walk slowly on the open highway of life
We went on a round the world journey of discovery with tears of joy in our eyes
And this lead us to the door of every door we would ever open.
Vocals, Composed by: Danielle Arsenault
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6. |
Century of Colour
01:19
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an equally strange and familiar shade... 300 years later...
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7. |
Inspiration Comes to Me
03:50
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Inspiration Comes to Me
Passion isn’t a nice view of the sea. It is the sea. It’s the deepest, scariest part of the sea
With the stingray, great white shark, seals and soft seaweed.
Where in the unknown lurks danger and buried treasures
How life as we know it is measured.
So, when passion radiates out of the pores of strangers
Those on the same plain are connected by magnets
An immediate split second connection
Where we savour the flavour of raw emotion detection
And then your life can be changed in a second
The threat of Armageddon is lessened
Two paths collide. This is happening now
Go with the flow and honour, don’t ponder the how
We’re living in the present moment – in being
This isn’t a dream, it’s reality
Breath comes easy, It’s needed for recovery, and all the while the inspiration comes to me.
My head is a little screwed up
And I’m having trouble concentrating on the regular stuff
Who would have thought, it was only a weekend
But I want to rewind it and do it over again
Breath comes easy, it’s needed for recovery, and all the while the inspiration comes to me.
So I gave in to your metaphorical whirlwind
Caressing and eating up my forelimbs
You made love to me and did my dishes
And rapped hip-hop verses so specific
Unable to express my admiration – I’m taken
My words as Wordsworth’s were without arms to reach the wall, lost in a labyrinth vacant
I watched visceral visually impressed by lyrical mystery
If only for a moment enchanted by your beauty
Breath comes easy, it’s needed for recovery and all the while the inspiration comes to me
Flying it comes, flying it goes
Faster than a flower in the sunlight grows
Its aftershock still blissfully rattles my bones
Causing me to shiver and quiver down below
Breath comes easy, it’s needed for recovery and all the while the inspiration comes to me
We all have our own schemes, our own lives, our own dreams
So I respect your freedom and your self determination
But I’d like to see you again on another fine occasion – in a different destination
Am I being optimistic or am I realistic while arranging the logistics?
Now I gotta say, I don’t feel this way everyday
And gentle whirlwind dear, you’ve got your own distinctive way
Self searcher, fine flirter, hot and bothered, globe trotter
Armed with intelligence, a myriad of mystery
Mind open, you’ve sparked my creativity
and all the while the inspiration comes to me.
Breath comes easy, it’s needed for recovery and all the while the inspiration comes to me.
Vocals, Shaker: Danielle Arsenault
Loop Created by Danielle Arsenault and Kristoffer Schmarr
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8. |
We Pray
04:18
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We Pray
We pray for someone to pull us out of these cookie cutter ruts
We pray for someone to come and bandage up our cuts,
To seal the loose bits up
Your fist flying fights are yours and yours alone
You’re following the light, mediocre average drone,
Go run and catch your bone
How would you know if a bird survives if you don’t even know you’re alive
Why would you care if a bird survives if you don’t even know you’re alive ( x2)
You only have this one chance but you’re wasting it, disgracing it
The world is much bigger than you
You only have this one chance but you’re wasting it, disgracing it
Enlightenment only comes to few
Out from the mouth flows filth, weak observation of your eyes
Out from the mouth flows deepest, darkest secrets publicized,
Nice try, cunning disguise
How would you know if a bird survives if you don’t even know you’re alive
Why would you care if a bird survives if you don’t even know you’re alive ( x2)
We pray for someone
We pray for someone
Vocals, Uke, Harmony, Tambourine Composed by: Danielle Arsenault
Percussion: Andy St. Louis
Electric Guitar: Matthew Mangano
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LYRICS:
Ella Que Vive en Esperanza (Spanish)
Ella que vive en esperanza, la esperanza la mantiene
Ella que vive en esperanza, la esperanza la mantiene
Respira, respira, respira
Sea lo que sea
Vamos a guardar intacto el recuerdo
De este instante porque todo
Lo que existe ahora mismo nunca volverá a ser igual
Cada camino es otro destino
Todo depende cuál quieres tomar
Cada camino es otro destino
Quizás valia la pena probar
Cada camino es otro destino
Todo depende qual quieres tomar
Cada camino es otro destino
Quizás valia la pena probar
Respira, respira, respira
Sea lo que sea
SHE WHO LIVES IN HOPE (English)
She who lives in hope, hope maintains her
She who lives in hope, hope maintains her
Breathe, breathe, breathe
Whatever will be, will be
Let us hold in whole the memory of this moment because all
that exists now will never be the same again
Each road is a another destiny,
it all depends on which you chose to take
Each road is a another destiny,
maybe it’s worth it to try
Breathe, breathe, breathe
Whatever will be, will be
Vocals, Uke, Harmony, Composed by: Danielle Arsenault
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10. |
Love is the Word
02:53
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Love is the Word
First you were here, now you’re gone
First you were here, now you’re gone
Soon I will get to see you and thank you for your time
A little bit of confusion, a little bit
But that’s what keeps our hearts beating, although moments are fleeting
Tumbleweeds in a whirlwind
Committed to our stumbling
Living in the moment
Now we are here; Now we are here
Now we are here, love is the word
Now we are here, love is the word
Love is the word
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11. |
Weightless Plummet
04:35
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Weightless Plummet
Scaling peaks in search, in reach of human limits
Our frequent foray, a mystery to most
Blood and bone, rooted in home
Give into the weightless plummet
Helium fits and soda pop lips, evade Sir Newton’s rule of thumb
Legs and feet stuck to the street, give into the weightless plummet
Defying vertigo with smiles open wide
on colossal outcroppings, our bodies side to side
Pin-pricks in comparison to salt and pepper scars of geological anomalies accepting no holds barred
Give into the weightless plummet, give into the weightless plummet
Unconscious daily breath, the rise and fall of a chest
A bicycle down a hill, tempting speed against one’s will
Thought to thought evading scrutiny of an accepted, habitual reality and it’s all attributed to gravity
To harness nature raw, our attempts forlorn
If we discover the serious side of gravity scorned
Her lunar majesty, a magnet
Muting the cries, hiding the tears as the waves crash upon the shore
And I speak of the mountains that were here before we came and will be there when we go
Summit attempts through the centuries while battling ice and snow
A personal challenge, can I do it, there is only one way to know
Jump or float
Keep her (me) in her (my) boat
Pull down snow and rain
That wash away sidewalk chalk drawings
Give into the weightless plummet (x4)
Walls built up to crumble down
Ramshackle, weathered time spares no one (x3)
Give into the weightless plummet (x4)
Vocals, Uke, Composed by: Danielle Arsenault
Harmony, Trombone Composed by: Hannah Holmes
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12. |
Two Truths One Lie
04:03
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Two Truths One Lie
Just a couple extra tragedies
With bruises on my knees
Push the revolution forward
Self emancipation
Brick walls have a reason
How fast can we climb
A truth that’s told with bad intent beats all the lies you can invent (x2)
Subterranean fire
Built up to keep you warm
Malice in the heart
Will serve up Karmic debt
On the side of the people
Wake up the choice is yours
A truth that’s told with bad intent beats all the lies you can invent (x2)
A truth that’s told...
Vocals, Uke, Shaker, Harmony, Composed by: Danielle Arsenault
Violin Composed by: Cassie Norton
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13. |
Soak Your Life in Music
01:23
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Soak Your Life in Music
Music of the rhythmic masses transcends above all races
In the heartbeat of the wanderer, the stuck, the loved, the faceless
The measure of vibrations can be heard in many places
from the first song birds that escaped from out their cages
to the triumphant celebrations in war and peace throughout the ages
And in the hum of modern life and patterned footsteps on the pavement,
bass bellows from the bowels and treble runs it rapid cadence
Listen carefully and you’ll hear the rhythm pulsing though the matrix
Music is a tool that gives you the permission to feel
Imagination or reality, these emotion roused are real
Boogie, jump, jive, shimmy, cut a rug
Foxtrot, prance, promenade, do the jitterbug
With an educated ear and higher sense for quality,
Move to the beat with your heart on your sleeve
Choose it
Dance to the impulsive infusion
Let it uplift your heart in its profusion
Light your feet on fire and lose it
And soak your life in music
Vocals, Loop composed by: Danielle Arsenault
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14. |
Tales of Ghosts
03:11
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in all the tales of the ghosts that want to be set free, what holds them back is their memory...
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Mustache Fable
Being a spoken word artist and poet, Mustache Fable’s music finds its roots in the word. In March 2012, her cheerful, uke- infused album, 'Saving Earthworms from Sun Scorched Death' was released. Danielle is an avid rock climber, environmentalist and vegan. She is a co-author of a quarterly cookzine from ‘The Kitchens of Pinch and Dash’. Currently she is lost in the folds of vagabond travels. ... more
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