Brownwall

Brownwall

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Brownwall episodes

  • Lament's Lament
    No need to frown
    Everyone is home
    Sunday is filled with men
    Stroking balls
    Being among
    Living betwixt
    You in my life is good
    Lament's Lament is only that we can't meld and merge
    No Covid here
    Only men with brawn
    Playing tee or fiddling
    Or fiddling and tee
    What a lovely task
    Being among
    Living betwixt
    You in my life is good
    Lament's Lament is only that we can't meld and merge
    Guests have come
    And gone with pride
    Now it’s time to get to work
    John Makarewicz - Drums
    Carl Cunningham - Bass
    Micah Robinson - Guitar
    Nick Nunziata - Keyboard, Vocals
    Steve Murphy - Guitar, Backing Vocals
    3 min
  • Thursday's Anthem
    In the weekend I’m bold
    So much more of who I am
    A heightened man
    We ride for Thursday
    Just have to survive these empty days
    Goodbye until Thursday
    In the end we’ll make it all our own
    If I’m finished in their eyes
    We can storm right through the night
    Take the weekdays for a spin
    And then cut out
    Why wait for Friday
    We ride for Thursday
    Just have to survive these empty days
    Goodbye until Thursday
    In the end we’ll make it all our own
    If the last thing you remember
    Is our smile as we parted ways
    Then we succeeded
    And ripped it up
    Why wait for Friday
    We ride for Thursday
    Just have to survive these empty days
    Goodbye until Thursday
    In the end we’ll make it all our own
    In the weekend I’m bold
    So much more of who I am
    A heightened man
    A soldier of entertainment
    Scurrying from thrill to thrill
    Your Thursday man
    Nick Nunziata - Guitar, Vocals
    Steve Murphy - Drums, Backing Vocals
    Carl Cunningham - Bass
    Micah Robinson - Guitar
    4 min
  • The Thing About Rats
    Always in the mix
    That’s the thing about rats
    Hyper intelligence
    That’s the thing about rats
    Traveling at speed
    That’s the thing about rats
    Sensing everything
    That’s the thing about rats
    Spilling a secret
    That’s the thing about rats
    Relationship strain
    That’s the thing about rats
    So close to my heart
    Opportunist
    That’s the thing about rats
    Burying a clue
    That’s the thing about rats
    So close to my heart
    They gather in the shadows collectively
    Building mass to come at you
    Soon they're all you see
    Soon they're all you see
    Secreting away
    That’s the thing about rats
    Chew through bindings
    That’s the thing about rats
    Impersonal attack
    That’s the thing about rats
    Never even blink
    That’s the thing about rats
    So close to my heart
    Steve Murphy - Guitar, Backing Vocals
    René Acosta - Bass
    Nick Nunziata - Guitar, Vocals
    John Makarewicz - Drums
    3 min
  • Send a Comet
    Emotion dump
    I see the wall coming
    Distance between me and tolerance
    Not for people but things
    Damn near everything is moving
    And I'm complacent
    I had it all figured out
    I don't want to grow I'm moving too slow
    Send a comet at the world I struggle on
    Nothing has instructions and everything is hard
    Send a comet at the world I struggle on
    My child is sitting in a driverless ride
    Send a comet at the world I struggle on
    The phone is an app on my phone
    Send a comet at the world I struggle on
    I shake the head
    Just caught up to yesterday
    And now it's gone obsolete like me
    There's no patch to download
    On this rudimentary machine
    No aftermarket parts to add
    What you see is what you're gonna get
    I don't want to grow I'm moving too slow
    Send a comet at the world I struggle on
    Nothing has instructions and everything is hard
    Send a comet at the world I struggle on
    I don't want to grow I'm moving too slow
    Send a comet at the world I struggle on
    Nothing has instructions and everything is hard
    Send a comet at the world I struggle on
    My child is sitting in a driverless ride
    Send a comet at the world I struggle on
    The phone is an app on my phone
    Send a comet at the world I struggle on
    Steve Murphy - Drums, Backing Vocals
    René Acosta - Bass
    Nick Nunziata - Vocals
    Micah Robinson - Guitar
    Carl Cunningham - Guitar
    4 min
  • Sunset Sunrise
    Everywhere I taste your pulse
    In the morning
    In the evening as I watch the crowds go home
    You made my day inverted
    Now I walk this place like Blade
    Innocence drained from me like the crudest oil
    You made the sun seem evil
    Now I carry myself this way
    You called it a blessing as the best of me drained away
    Sorting through the wasteland of my mind
    Let me find balance in the sunset sunrise
    But not before you succumb to this thing you made ourselves
    All the days and all the nights were stolen from me
    You made my night unfriendly
    Now there’s no light I can trust
    All the days and all the nights were stole from me
    You made my day inverted
    Now I walk this place like Blade
    But I don’t find myself a victim in this
    Sorting through the wasteland of my mind
    Let me find balance in the sunset sunrise
    But not before you succumb to this thing you made ourselves
    You rode your curse to the end of the world
    Now I have to ride with you
    I wait for the perfect moment to delivery irony
    Your trail goes cold in the wake of blood
    Now I have to make that choice
    I thirst for the time the facade rips away
    Sorting through the wasteland of my mind
    Let me find balance in the sunset sunrise
    But not before you succumb to this thing you made ourselves
    John Makarewicz - Bass
    Micah Robinson - Guitar
    Nick Nunziata - Drums, Vocals
    Steve Murphy - Backing Vocals
    5 min
  • King Slender
    King Slender bounce as if on rubber
    Off the ropes or so he hopes
    To slam down opponents
    In the prime of his life
    Kin Corn Karn gone
    In this light his eyes are golden
    He’s a flashy dude
    Don’t step on his arrangement
    He’ll straight clothespin you
    King Slender unleash the slender bender
    Send a bitch down the way
    Backbreaker paused
    Until he has a cause
    Make a Star Man gone
    In this light his eyes are golden
    He’s a flashy dude
    Don’t step on his arrangement
    He’ll straight clothespin you
    The ring of truth
    The minds of children
    Bent forever
    King Slender look like a hairdresser
    But below the dome a unit
    Sinew flexed hard
    The opponent left scarred
    The Amazon is gone
    In this light his eyes are golden
    He’s a flashy dude
    Don’t step on his arrangement
    He’ll straight clothespin you
    In this light his eyes are golden
    He’s a flashy dude
    Don’t step on his arrangement
    He’ll straight clothespin you
    John Makarewicz - Guitar
    Steve Murphy - Drums, Backing Vocals
    Nick Nunziata - Bass, Vocals
    Micah Robinson - Guitar
    3 min
  • Slow the Fade
    Is the measure of a man the sum of his years
    Or what you see today on this frame
    Can I beg you to remember me the way I was
    As someone to envy and fear
    Walk down the hall seems longer
    (Impossible)
    Gotta find a way to slow the fade
    (Impossible)
    Feel the bones
    They’re growing colder
    (Impossible)
    Burn away the olden days
    My gait has taken so many hits
    The baggage and the pain and the remorse
    Walk down the hall seems longer
    (Impossible)
    Gotta find a way to slow the fade
    (Impossible)
    Feel the bones
    They’re growing colder
    (Impossible)
    Burn away the olden days
    I see your eyes on me
    Lucidly judging
    I can empathize
    I see it too
    Walk down the hall seems longer
    (Impossible)
    Gotta find a way to slow the fade
    (Impossible)
    Feel the bones
    They’re growing colder
    (Impossible)
    Burn away the olden days
    I’ve hung up all the guns
    Stripped myself down
    The energy is leaving
    I only ask for grace
    A warm hand to hold
    Walk down the hall seems longer
    (Impossible)
    Gotta find a way to slow the fade
    (Impossible)
    Feel the bones
    They’re growing colder
    (Impossible)
    Burn away the olden days
    Carl Cunningham - Guitar
    Micah Robinson - Guitar
    John Makarewicz - Drums
    Nick Nunziata - Bass, Keyboards, Vocals
    Steve Murphy - Guitar, Backing Vocals
    4 min
  • Conflict Free Diamond
    So now
    You are glowing
    Repulsive
    So fetching
    You sit so sure in your clasp of gold
    Never budging to face trouble head on
    Stronger by definition but forced and rigid
    Can you step down from your throne?
    Can’t be in this fight in your current state
    Spreading the gorgeous light
    A conflict free diamond in this time of need
    Is just a rock that’s in the way
    Locusts
    Are coming
    Devour
    That smile
    You sit so sure in your clasp of gold
    Never budging to face trouble head on
    Stronger by definition but forced and rigid
    Can you step down from your throne?
    Can’t be in this fight in your current state
    Spreading the gorgeous light
    A conflict free diamond in this time of need
    Is just a rock that’s in the way
    Gonna weigh you
    Diminished
    From all the fat you stole
    Somewhere
    Is the codex
    To free you of the stone you owe
    You sit so sure in your clasp of gold
    Never budging to face trouble head on
    Stronger by definition but forced and rigid
    Can you step down from your throne?
    Can’t be in this fight in your current state
    Spreading the gorgeous light
    A conflict free diamond in this time of need
    Is just a rock that’s in the way
    So much
    Contagion
    Fugazi
    Your namesake
    Conflict
    Is coming
    Conflict
    Is coming
    Conflict
    Is coming
    Conflict
    Is coming
    Steve Murphy - Drums
    John Makarewicz - Bass
    Nick Nunziata - Keyboard, Vocals
    Micah Robinson - Guitar
    4 min
  • Do Something
    You've lived complacently
    Off the cuff I've wanted to step up and save the day
    You say you never wanted my dog in this fight
    So do something to save my brain
    Innocent in the bliss and now I’m hooked
    So do something fast before I walk like you
    Right rights the wrong
    And that is why we're here
    Moving is something to do
    When the pot isn't stirred
    The mixture congeals
    You say you never wanted my dog in this fight
    So do something to save my brain
    Innocent in the bliss and now I’m hooked
    So do something fast before I walk like you
    You take it lying prone
    I can't do it all alone
    So, stand upon my back
    And take the whole mess home
    I stand to gain
    A return to the form
    That made me wake alive
    In this state I atrophy
    Need a fuse to light
    You say you never wanted my dog in this fight
    So do something to save my brain
    Innocent in the bliss and now I’m hooked
    So do something fast before I walk like you
    You take it lying prone
    I can't do it all alone
    So, stand upon my back
    And take the whole mess home
    John Makarewicz - Drums
    Carl Cunningham - Bass
    Micah Robinson - Guitar
    Nick Nunziata - Guitar, Vocals
    Steve Murphy - Backing Vocals
    4 min
  • The Pointy End
    They meant it when they said I was on the rise
    Always looking for a shortcut to ascend
    The first one noticed when the time came to be chosen
    Anyone in my way will face my steel
    The pointy end
    Stab if you must
    Don’t mind I do
    Hasten your thrust
    I’m coming for you
    The pointy end
    The one you use
    Time for you
    To destroy this ruse
    The pointy end
    The pointy end
    Imposter syndrome won’t be the end of me
    Backed into a corner is the place I shine
    The pointy end
    Stab if you must
    Don’t mind I do
    Hasten your thrust
    I’m coming for you
    The pointy end
    The one you use
    Time for you
    To destroy this ruse
    Stab if you must
    Don’t mind I do
    Hasten your thrust
    I’m coming for you
    The pointy end
    The one you use
    Time for you
    To destroy this ruse
    The pointy end
    The pointy end
    The pointy end
    The pointy end
    Steve Murphy - Drums, Backing Vocals
    Nick Nunziata - Guitar, Vocals
    Micah Robinson - Guitar
    John Makarewicz - Bass
    3 min

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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.