Brownwall

Brownwall

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Brownwall episodes

  • Menace Rising
    Something in the Air is a soundtrack to a movie that doesn’t exist about a gigantic creature that descends from above that defies all logic and humanity’s attempts to survive it.
    All music by Brownwall:
    John Makarewicz
    Steve Murphy
    Micah Robinson
    Nick Nunziata
    3 min
  • Atmospheric Interference
    Something in the Air is a soundtrack to a movie that doesn't exist. Imagine the sky darkening and an ancient primordial and cosmic evil descending, tentacles dangling and madness engulfing. That's what we did when we made this soundtrack.
    Music by Nick Nunziata, John Makarewicz, Stephen Murphy & Micah Robinson.
    4 min
  • Clues on the Horizon
    Something in the Air is a soundtrack to a movie that doesn’t exist about a gigantic creature that descends from above that defies all logic and humanity’s attempts to survive it.
    All music by Brownwall:
    John Makarewicz
    Steve Murphy
    Micah Robinson
    Nick Nunziata
    2 min
  • Voice of the Wind
    Something in the Air is a soundtrack to a movie that doesn’t exist about a gigantic creature that descends from above that defies all logic and humanity’s attempts to survive it.
    All music by Brownwall:
    John Makarewicz
    Steve Murphy
    Micah Robinson
    Nick Nunziata
    4 min
  • The Sky Opens
    Something in the Air is a soundtrack to a movie that doesn’t exist about a gigantic creature that descends from above that defies all logic and humanity’s attempts to survive it.
    All music by Brownwall:
    John Makarewicz
    Steve Murphy
    Micah Robinson
    Nick Nunziata
    5 min
  • Born
    When the water’s gone
    When the driest season’s awakening
    We’ll be primed for the achievement
    Saving all our tears
    To mix the ancient elixirs
    Then we can call down the higher minds
    They will be born
    They will be born
    They will be born
    In our image
    Seeing the growing life
    Walking towards the mountaintops
    Soon it will know why it is here
    They will be born
    They will be born
    They will be born
    In our image
    When the rain returns
    And their roots drink of the energy
    We can ride on the shoulders of giants
    They will be born
    They will be born
    They will be born
    In our image
    Micah Robinson - Drum Programming, Keyboard, Guitar
    Nick Nunziata - Bass, Vocals
    Carl Cunningham - Guitar
    4 min
  • Scintilla
    In space no one can hear you
    If you haven’t even spoken a word
    What are you even doing in space?
    It’s a cold cold cold place
    Just asking for a friend
    Just asking for a friend
    Feel so small in the known cosmos
    Holding tight to this world
    Am I even making a mark?
    The ground beneath us is moving
    We aren’t small enough it seems
    Is there anything beyond a scintilla?
    It’s a cold cold cold place
    Just asking for a friend
    Just asking for a friend
    Nick Nunziata - Drums, Guitar, Vocals
    Steve Murphy - Guitar, Bass, Backing Vocals
    3 min
  • Lie in Luxury
    Intermodal range of emotions
    Circumventing expectations
    Compartments close
    Shell game strategy
    Play the odds again
    The game is yours
    Circuitous journey through this world
    Subverting everything
    Up to our neck in this corrosive stream
    Dine out
    Lie in luxury
    Show out
    Lie in luxury
    Cop out
    Lie in luxury
    Hide out
    Lie in luxury
    Looking the other way while it feeds itself
    A blinded eye is 20/20
    Seeing only what it wants
    Do the backstroke in this corrosive stream
    Dine out
    Lie in luxury
    Show out
    Lie in luxury
    Cop out
    Lie in luxury
    Hide out
    Lie in luxury
    Steve Murphy - Drums, Backing Vocals
    Nick Nunziata - Guitar, Vocals
    John Makarewicz - Bass
    Micah Robinson - Guitar
    4 min
  • Cushions Before Pins
    It’s a miracle no one has hurt me like this before
    Dangerous moves inside a vacuum
    Gently tap the skin before you insert the point
    Give me something local
    So loco
    An avalanche of trepidation
    As we all wonder how bad it’ll feel
    Cushions before pins is the rule
    Do your best to cut it off at the pass
    Cushions before pins will guarantee
    That you made a conscious choice
    Anyone can be a force for good
    Puncture me and send me on my way
    Cushions before pins is the rule
    Do your best to cut it off at the pass
    Cushions before pins will guarantee
    That you made a conscious choice
    Anyone can be a force for good
    The bedside manner is an atrocity
    Grease me up before you punish me
    Micah Robinson- Guitar
    Nick Nunziata - Keyboard, Vocals
    Steve Murphy - Drums, Backing Vocals
    John Makarewicz - Bass
    4 min
  • Dirt Junction
    It’s a way to be
    Insanity in governing
    Well just be free
    When you’re in this mud ring
    Why you gonna do my dog dirty?
    Why you gonna do my dog dirty?
    It’s a wild ride
    To feel this free
    Incidents in grime
    Oh, the infamy
    Why you gonna do my dog dirty?
    Why you gonna do my dog dirty?
    Just pick me up and travel me
    Through the historical markers
    Past the signs of freedom stole
    Avert your eyes to the contradiction
    Why you gonna do my dog dirty?
    Why you gonna do my dog dirty?
    Why you gonna do my dog dirty?
    Why you gonna do my dog dirty?
    Michael Padula - Bass
    Nick Nunziata - Guitar, Keyboards, Vocals
    John Makarewicz - Drums
    Stephen Murphy - Backing Vocals
    6 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.