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Spill Collateral Love

by Brad Brooks

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LOVE ON MY SLEEVE (Brooks, Taylor, Hoaglin) SOMEBODY MIGHT HERE YOU SAY THERE’S NO WEAPONS IN WORDS YOU DON’T MEAN THESE HARD THINGS THAT WE KNOW WE’RE SITTING HERE AND LETTING THEM GO AN ARMOR PIERCING RUSH INTO YOUR SOUL GOT ME OPEN AND WIDE LIKE A BULLET HOLE THE KING OF PROVIDENCE NEEDS A RIDE DON’T GET IN THAT CAR UNLESS YOU DRIVE LIARS ARE BLAZING THE TRUTH IN THEIR GLORY BUT I GOT YOUR LOVE ON MY SLEEVE STRAIGHT AS AN ARROW OR COCKED AT THE BARREL BUT I GOT YOUR LOVE ON MY SLEEVE FOLD AND FRAGMENT YOUR PARLOR TRICKS TRICKS ARE NOT ALLOWED IN A RAPTURE DOESN’T KNOW WHICH SIDE TO CHOOSE CHOOSE YOUR POISON APPLE WELL COME ON COME ON CAUSE I WILL FOLLOW YOU WHICH GOD RULES IN HEAVEN I DON’T REALLY KNOW BUT I GOT YOUR LOVE ON MY SLEEVE CALL ME AN INFIDEL CALL ME A WHORE BABY I GOT YOUR LOVE ON MY SLEEVE LIARS ARE BLAZING THE TRUTH IN THEIR GLORY BUT I GOT YOUR LOVE ON MY SLEEVE STRAIGHT AS AN ARROW OR COCKED AT THE BARREL DAY ALL IN A DAY ALL IN A DAY ALL IN A (3X) LIARS ARE BLAZING THE TRUTH BUT I GOT YOUR LOVE ON MY SLEEVE CALL ME AN INFIDEL CALL ME A WHORE ARCHERS SLING FROM WAY UP ABOVE I THOUGHT WE COULD SPILL COLLATERAL LOVE A BIRD IN THE HAND IS MORE THAN JUST A GLOVE I THOUGHT WE COULD SPILL COLLATERAL LOVE SPILL COLLATERAL LOVE WHICH GOD RULES IN HEAVEN I DON’T REALLY KNOW BUT I GOT YOUR LOVE ON MY SLEEVE STRAIGHT AS AN ARROW OR COCKED AT THE BARREL BUT I GOT YOUR LOVE ON MY SLEEVE LIARS ARE BLAZING THE TRUTH IN THEIR GLORY BUT I GOT YOUR LOVE ON MY SLEEVE CALL ME AN INFIDEL CALL ME A WHORE BABY I GOT YOUR LOVE ON MY SLEEVE WHICH GOD RULES IN HEAVEN I DON’T REALLY KNOW BUT I GOT YOUR LOVE ON MY SLEEVE CALL ME AN INFIDEL CALL ME A WHORE BABY I GOT YOUR LOVE ON MY SLEEVE
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LATHERED IN CREAM (Brooks) COVERED ALL SMOTHERED AND LATHERED IN CREAM ARE YOU FRESH AS A DAISY OR A PORNO QUEEN THOUGHT YOU WERE A ROLLER BUT YOU’RE REALLY A SCREAM AN ARMY OF DOMINATION IN A PRE-MAGNETIC WORLD A SPECIMEN OF THE UNCIVILIZED IN A POST TRAUMATIC SWIRL COVERED ALL SMOTHERED AND LATHERED IN CREAM LOOSE EYES ARE DREAMING BUT NEVER DO THEY SLEEP GOT SOME EXPLAINING TO DO WHEN YOU CAN SPEAK BUT YOUR MOUTH IS DEVASTATED AND YOU’RE STUTTERIN ON YOUR AUDIO IS SATURATED WITH THE SOUND OF BEIN ALONE GONNA COME AND SEE YOU YOUR GONNA BLEED ALL OVER ME WE’RE GONNA MAKE IT LIKE OUR LIVES DEPENDED ON NOWHERE TO BE WITH ME WITH ME LET’S GO BUT YOUR MOUTH IS DEVASTATED AND YOU’RE STUTTERIN ON YOUR AUDIO IS SATURATED WITH THE SOUND OF BEIN SOUND OF BEIN ALONE OH YEA COVERED ALL SMOTHERED AND LATHERED IN CREAM COVERED ALL SMOTHERED AND LATHERED IN CREAM COVERED SMOTHERED COVERED SMOTHERED IN CREAM
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EX STRIPPER LIBRARIAN (Brooks, Scott, Hoaglin) IN THE SUGAR OF THE MORNING LIGHT I CAN STILL TASTE THE SALT OF LAST NIGHT THIS TOWN IS CRAZY A PLAY GROUND OF LOST DAISIES ARE CHAINING AND HAVING THE TIME OF THEIR LIVES PIDGINS ARE THE FIRST TO COLLECT AND ACCUMULATE WHAT’S LEFT BEHIND CIVIC PRIDE GETS YOU BALLERINA VODKA ALL DAY OR A COLT 45 HER GO-GO GRACE HAD A LOVE FOR DOSTOYEVSKY AND A PRETTY LITTLE EYE FOR RIMBAUD BUT I, I CAN’T FIND YOU EX-STRIPPER LIBRARIAN CAN’T FIND YOU ON THE STAGE TURN A PAGE DOWN ON MY LUCKY STARS BUT UP ON MY MEDICATION IV’E SEEN MORE OF THE WORLD IN BARS THROUGH THE EYES OF A MAN WHO’S PAID FOR THE TIME OF HIS LIFE BUT OH MY CREDIT IS GOOD BUT I’M OVER THE LIMIT THIS TIME I’VE RESOLVED I CAN USE THAT POLAROID ON YOU I SWEAR THERE’S AN AVENUE FOR THAT SHE’S AN ENTREPRENEUR AND I’M A LONELY PHILANTHROPIST CURMUDGEON (CHORUS) SO SKIP TO MY LOO AND GOODBYE THE SIMPLE TRUTH IS TO TELL LONGER LIES I’LL RETURN TO MY BUTTERFLY COLLECTION RIGHT NOW THE FUTURE IS PASSING ME BY YOU DON’T KNOW ME BUT I’M GONNA KNOW YOU MUCH MORE THAN YOU’LL EVER CARE TOO (CHORUS) SO I’M AFRAID THAT I’VE WASTED MY WHOLE LIFE ON A LIE ….. OH I’M SO INSANE HOW CAN I FIND ANYONE SO I’LL JUST GO ON BACK HOME
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MANIC TOURIST IN SWAY (Brooks) SHE CRIES AT THE FEAR OF HEIGHTS SINKS HER TEETH INTO MY ARM BUT SHE LIKES THE SPEED OF SOUND UNDERNEATH THE RADAR I’M THE MANIC TOURIST DRESSED IN ALL HER SWAY SHE’S BECOME MY DETOX AND I BECOME HER PREY MY PET PROJECT IS PRIORITIZING PAIN THE UNREQUITED LAUNDRY LIST OF THINGS I WOULDN’T DO AGAIN WASHING OUT MY MEMORIES WITH WORDS I THOUGHT I’D NEVER SAY SHE’S BECOME MY DETOX AND I’M HER NEEDLE EXCHANGE AND IT’S BEST WHEN I’M ALONE AND IT’S WORSE WHEN I’M ALONE AND I KISS THE EVER UNKNOWN DESIGN HAS SEEN ITS DAY I TRY TO FIND A WAY SHE WANTS A METAPHOR PARADOX A LUNCH BOX LOOKING FOR A SIMILE A PARAPHRASE A SYMPHONY I’M THE MANIC TOURIST DRESSED IN ALL DISMAYED NEVER BEEN MUCH OF A PURIST BUT I BECOME ONE ANYWAY SHE’S BECOME MY CLOROX AND I’M HER NEEDLE EXCHANGE AND IT’S BEST WHEN I’M ALONE AND IT’S WORSE WHEN I’M ALONE AND I KISS THE EVER UNKNOWN DESIGN HAS SEEN ITS DAY I TRY TO FIND A WAY DESIGN HAS SEEN ITS DAY I TRY TO FIND A WAY DESIGN HAS SEEN ITS DAY SHE CRIES AT THE FEAR OF HEIGHTS SINKS HER TEETH INTO MY ARM SHE LIKES THE SPEED OF SOUND UNDERNEATH THE RADAR
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THE LOON OF ALTITUDE (Brooks, Hoaglin, Scott) A SLIP STREAM STREAM OF INCONSEQUENTIAL CHATTER A MADE UP LINE ABOUT THE USELESS THINGS THAT MATTER THERE’S LOVE IN THE AIR BUT IT DON’T STICK LIGHT AS AN IDEA HEAVY AS A KICK AND WE’LL BE SHOOTIN LIKE A ROCKET IN OUR OWN PARADE WITH OUR GOLDEN DREAMS OF AVARICE AT THE FLICK OF OUR BLADE AND YOU’RE THE QUEEN OF KARAOKE IN YOUR CAVALCADE WITH THE LOON OF ALTITUDE THE LOON OF ALTITUDE THE LOON OF ALTITUDE WE LOVE OUR DRUGS SO SHUT THE ---- UP WE DON’T WANNA HEAR ABOUT HOW YOU DIDN’T TAKE WHAT YOU TOOK NO LONGER OF USE BUT OH SO READY THE TASTE OF IT NOW MY FRIENDS IS GOOD AND PLENTY AND WE’LL BE SHOOTIN LIKE A ROCKET IN OUR OWN PARADE WITH THE DUST OF OUR IRREVERENCE TO BLOW YOU AWAY AND IF YOU JOIN THE REVOLUTION YOU’LL SKIPPIN A DAY WITH (CHORUS) TAKE ME TO THE …TAKE ME TO THE SKY.. SHOOTIN LIKE A ROCKET IN A ROSE PARADE WITH OUR NAME ON THE LIPS OF EVERYONE WHO’D BLEED AND YOU’RE THE QUEEN OF CAPITULATION IN YOUR REPARTEE WITH YOUR LIPSTICK YOU’LL ALWAYS GET LATER WITH (CHORUS) STUTTERING UNDER SUBSTANCE BASKING IN IRRELEVANCE SING A SONG OF SIX PENCE STUTTERING UNDER SUBSTANCE REVELING IN IRRELEVANCE BASKING IN ELOQUENCE STUTTERING UNDER SUBSTANCE SING A SONG OF SIX PENCE REVELING IN IRRELEVANCE
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HIT ME LIKE A SMILE (Brooks, Scott) WELL I CAN’T GET INSIDE YOUR HEAD AND I DON’T KNOW WHERE YOU THROW YOUR BED BUT THE GREYHOUND BUS IS LEAVING YOUR LUCKY CARD IS THE QUEEN OF CUPS ALL PATRON SAINTS NOW FILL IT UP BUT YOU’RE SHUFFLING WHILE THE WORLD IS DEALING EVERY RING YOU OWN IS ON YOUR HAND AND EVERY WISH YOU WANT IS ON LOAN FROM THE MAN CAN WE GET THERE IF WE TRY A LITTLE HARDER AND THEN IT HIT ME I’M ALONE AND I’VE ALWAYS FELT THAT WAY IT HIT ME LIKE A SMILE IT HIT ME LIKE A SMILE I’M A MIRACLE AWAY FROM WHO I THOUGHT I COULD BE SOMETIMES PEOPLE CHANGE WHEN THE WORLDS UNDRESSED A SOLAR BURST OF MAGNETIC DISTRESS SPECTACULAR PERCEPTIONS OF POINTLESSNESS CAN RIP YOU OFF AND KILL ALL THE BESTOF EVERYTHING THAT MAKES YOU LOVELY AND THEN IT HIT ME I’M A FOOL AND I’VE ALWAYS FELT THAT WAY IT HIT ME LIKE A SMILE IT HIT ME LIKE A SMILE I’M A SOFT KISS AWAY FROM WHO I THOUGHT I COULD BE IT’S THE LITTLE THINGS THAT ALL ADD UP LIKE DROPLETS IN YOUR MEMORIES CUP AND THE WORDS OF THOSE WHO NO LONGER LIVE WILL SING TO YOU IN THE MEMORIES THAT YOU GIVE THAT YOU GIVE THAT YOU GIVE CAUSE THE MORE YOU KNOW THE LESS YOU WANNA SEE AND THE MORE YOU FIND THE LESS YOU WANNA BELIEVE AND THE PAY OFF MIGHT NEVER BE RECEIVED BUT YOU KNOW I’M GONNA PAY FOR IT ANYWAY YEAH YOU KNOW I ALWAYS PAY FOR IT ANYWAY AND THEN IT HIT ME THEN IT HIT ME THEN IT HIT ME
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KATRINA IS A BITCH (Brooks) SHE LIED HER WAY THROUGH LIKE NEVER BEFORE TOLD ME SHE WAS COMIN BLEW OUT THE DOOR HOW COULD SHE BLEED SUCH A BITTER TASTE BLACK WATER KNOWS OF NO GRACE IT’S A LONG WAY HOME WE’RE GONNA GET THERE IT’S A LONG WAY HOME GONNA MEET YOU SOMEWHERE HER LEEVEE BOWLED YOU DOWN BROKE YOU OUT OF PHASE MADE YOU FEEL LIKE YOU WERE LUCKY IF YOU LIVED TO SEE HER FACE HELL HATH NO FURY LIKE A BAD WORK OF ART WHEN YOUR BODY TURNED COLD I HELD YOUR HEART (Chorus) THERE’S A KIND OF LIGHT IT STAYS WITH YOU NOW THERE’S A KIND OF LIGHT GOT TO STAY WITH YOU NOW THERE’S A KIND OF LIGHT THAT’S GOT TO STAY WITH YOU NOW STAY WITH YOU NOW STAY WITH YOU NOW STAY…. KATRINA IS A BITCH IN THE SUMMER (AUTUMN) SKY EVEN WHEN SHE SMILES SHE LIES KATRINA IS A BITCH LEFT A CRUMBLED CRESCENT CROWN TOOK IT ON THE CHIN BUT NEVER LEFT TOWN TOOK IT ON THE CHIN BUT NEVER LEFT TOWN
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FRANCIS OF ALASKA (Brooks) FRANCIS OF ALASKA SHE KNOWS WHAT SHE WANTS TO DO WITH YOU SHE’LL NEVER LEAVE YOU SHE JUST WANTS TO SPEND SOME TIME WITH YOU AND SHE WILL BIND HER TIES AND LET THE DARKNESS CHARM THE STARLIGHT FROM YOUR EYES FRANCIS OF ALASKA SHE JUST WANTS TO MAKE YOU A LAMP SHADE HER BIG SPECIALTY IS STITCHING AND SEWING WHEN YOU’VE GONE AWAY AND THE CURIOUS WERE SCORNED THEIR CONSEQUENCES MOURNED BUT SKIN SO PRECIOUSLY SKIN SO PRECIOUSLY WELL ADORNED THERE’LL BE TIMES YOU’LL WANT TO LEAVE THERE’LL BE TIMES YOU’LL HAVE TO STAY FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE AND BLEED……… FRANCIS OF ALASKA SHE DON’T WANNA STAY SHE WANNA PLAY FOR YOU SHE’LL PRAY FOR YOU SO PLEASE DON’T RUN AWAY
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The Sonic Twins (Brooks) The sonic twins of dsytopia are mingling about haphazardly in ribald revelry lacquered grin and supersonic in a subterfuge of Bushmills and e and wormwood maladies sculpting lessons of leisure and ease in glorious crescendos of emerald green melting minds in technicolor debris on this absinthe afternoon skipped a day out of the crosshairs crawled away into the short hairs of bloom distraction is a plea but what makes their soul run is screaming bastards of young while they teeth on ragged harmony (chorus) they been mucking and flitting and --and -- themselves for all the world to see (chorus) the soundtrack to a fall is ringing Van Gogh’s ear
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PLEADING AMNESIA (Brooks) THERE WAS SOMETHING IN HIS HEAD HE COULDN’T KILL PLEADING AMNESIA AUTISTIC LEISURE SLEEPING PILLS OUT IN THE SUNSHINE HE COULD ALMOST SEE THE LIGHT LEFT TO DEVICES THE ONLY SOMEONE LEFT TO FIGHT HOW CAN YOU FEEL WHEN YOU NEVER REALLY FELT WHAT’S TO REVEAL WHEN THERE’S NO ONE LEFT TO TELL I’LL DARE TAKE CARE AH BUY THE BYE OH TO BE JOYFUL BUY THE BYE FAMILY TRADITIONS FAITHLESS AMBITIONS THAT WERE SOLD SHOES ON THE WIRE TO CONSPIRE OR GROW OLD EVERYTIME THAT YOU THOUGHT IT WAS REAL EVERYTIME THAT YOUR LOVE WAS CONCEALED (CHORUS) OH TO BE JOYFUL BUY THE BYE OH TO BE JOYFUL BUY THE BYE OH TO BE JOYFUL
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Tiradito 04:23
TIRADITO (Brooks) THE SUN CAME UP ACROSS THE MISSION AT SAN XAVIER DEL BAC LIKE THE WHITIEST DOVE OF AVALON YOU DON’T HAVE TO KNOW ABOUT TEMPTATION TO KNOW THAT THERE’S A LOT OF GHOSTLY MEMORIES BLOWIN THROUGH LIKE DUST AND YOU LIKE DUST AND YOU AND I CAN SMELL THE CREOSOTE AND RAIN TILL THE DAY I DIE NOTHING EVER SUITED YOU MORE BEAUTIFULLY THAN A BAD OLE SUN IN THE SKY A ROSE COLORED SERENADE OF WHAT WAS TRUE YOU DON’T EVER WANNA LEAVE NO EVIDENCE NOTHING THAT THEY CAN USE NOTHING THEY CAN USE IS THERE NOTHING YOU CAN USE NOW YOU WANNA COLD STEEL REDEMPTION BUT THERE’S NONE WANNA HOT RAY OF RETRIBUTION FROM EVERYONE NOW YOU WANNA TRY TO FIND YOUR SAVIOR BUT I DON’T KNOW I DON’T KNOW THE MOON PLAYS UPON EL TIRADITO LIKE A WAX GIFT FROM GOD HOW WERE YOU TO KNOW IT’D BE THE ONLY ONE YOU’D SEE FROM THE OUTSIDE SEE FROM THE OUTSIDE WHAT BECAME OF YOUR LIFE (CHORUS) BUT I DON’T KNOW WHAT WAS SAID DON’T REMEMBER BLOOD ON THE BED I DON’T KNOW. IS THERE NOTHING YOU COULD DO WAS THERE NOTHING I COULD TOO WHAT BECAME OF YOUR LIFE (CHORUS) BUT I DON’T KNOW WHAT WAS SAID DON’T REMEMBER BLOOD ON THE BED I DON’T KNOW WHAT WAS SAID DON’T REMEMBER GUN ON THE BED
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PRAY FOR A WAY (Brooks) WHEN IT’S ALL WRONG YOU’LL DO ANYTHING TO LEAVE BETRAY UPON THE STARS TO SAY PRAY FOR A WAY TO SAY GOODBYE EARLY REVENGE IS STILL BORNE IN A HOUSE THAT’S NOW FOR SALE IN A ROOM WITHOUT LIGHT THERE’S A FEELING YOU WON’T FIND TRADE YOUR GOLD FOR A NAIL EVEN IF YOU’RE RIGHT AS RAIN IT WILL COME TO YOU ON HIGH LIKE A FROZEN FALL FROM SPACE IN ANOTHER PLACE AND TIME TOUCH TILL THERE’S NOTHING LEFT TO SAY PRAY FOR A WAY TO SAY GOODBYE PRAY FOR A WAY TO SAY GOODBYE HOLLOW A SOLDIER SWALLOW A SIN YOU’LL SELL YOUR SOUL TO HIM IN YOUR MOMENT OF LIGHT YOU’LL LOSE FOREVER TONIGHT THE HOLY BUTCHER WILL WIN EVEN IF YOU’RE RIGHT AS RAIN IT WILL COME TO YOU ON HIGH LIKE A FROZEN FALL FROM SPACE IN ANOTHER PLACE AND TIME TOUCH TILL THERE’S NOTHING LEFT TO SAY (CHORUS)
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LUXURIOUS LATITUDE (Brooks, Scott, Hoaglin) WHEN THE WORLD COMES IN TO VIEW LUXURIOUS LATITUDE YOU’LL FALL UNDER THE HARMONIC MOON GRAVITATIONS NOT TOO FAR AND ALCHEMY WILL BUILD A STAR FOR YOU WHEN THE WORLD COMES INTO VIEW WHEN THE WORLD COMES INTO VIEW AND YOU SEEN IT ALL BUT NOT LIKE YOU EVER REALLY KNEW ILLUMINATED IN THE WAY THAT WE HAVE GOT A LIFETIME TO PLAY WHEN THE WORLD COMES INTO VIEW WHEN THE WORLD COMES INTO VIEW WHEN THE WORLD IS LOVE

about

After much deliberation, time, more time, tons of anxiety, the child is born! My 2nd Cd "Spill Collateral Love" encapsulates 13 songs of stark beauty, lush orchestration, love in all its obsessive forms, and psychedelic moments of insanity. (Mostly mine) It also rocks!
It features what I like to call the "Supra Haydns": Supreme musicians who have a unique skill to play a menagerie of instruments and who know when to play for the moment, and when to color outside the lines. (No coloring book should be with out them) They include: Paul Hoaglin, Shay Scott, Michael Phillip Taylor, Scott Solter, Chris Barnett, Brian Zalewski, Matt Greenberg, Franklin Vasquez.
 
A couple of things you should know about this record.
 
1) I wanted it to be recorded on 2 inch tape if it killed me!
99% of it is. The 1% percent, you'll never know! E-mail me if you can guess.
2) I wanted to make the whole thing with Paul Hoaglin as my right hand man. Sometimes he was my left hand man too. This guy I cannot say enough about as a friend/cohort, and anyone who has had the pleasure of playing with him (The Mother Hips, Etienne de Rocher, Sensations) knows what a monster this man is as a player.
3) I wanted more lyrical depth and organic orchestration. Not fluff, but drama and real strings! These were provided by an amazing trio of Patty Espeseth, Teri Untalen, and Alan Molina. They provided just what the doctor, and nurse ordered at every turn. (Where's my medication?) Bravo!
4) It was recorded and produced at a few studios and I'd like to thank all the folks involved.
Scott Solter @ Tiny Telephone
Davy Vain @ The Groove Room
Sir Shay Scott @ Klickitat band Camp
Paul Hoaglin @ Tiny, the Groove, and Klickitat Bandcamp & could not have made this record without all the support and effort from all involved and will always be indebted to them for all their hard work and putting up with my ass!
I hope you enjoy it and that it enriches your lives in one way or another! Or at least makes you laugh once!
Love
Brad

credits

released April 20, 2020

LOVE ON MY SLEEVE (Brooks, Taylor, Hoaglin)

Brad Brooks – Vocals, Wurlitzer ending; Michael Phillip Taylor – Piano, Wurlitzer, Rogers drums, jaymar, vocals;
Paul Hoaglin – 12 string bass, guitar, vibes, bass pedals, vocals; Matt Cunitz – Orgatron, Mellotron
Produced and recorded @ Pueblo de Solter by Scott Solter.
Mixed @ Tiny Telephone by Scott Solter
Written by Brad Brooks (Mouth Magic Music BMI);
Michael Phillip Taylor (Manalon BMI)
Paul Hoaglin (Paul Hoaglin BMI)

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LATHERED IN CREAM (Brooks)

Brad Brooks – Vocals; Paul Hoaglin – Gretsch, Rickenbacker guitars;
Franklin Vasquez – Les Paul (Solo)
Chris Barnett – Bass;
Brian Zalewski – Drums, Tambo;
Shay Scott – Piano (solo)
Produced, Recorded and Mixed @ The Groove Room By Davy Vain;
Written by: Brad Brooks (Mouth Magic Music BMI)

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EX STRIPPER LIBRARIAN (Brooks, Scott, Hoaglin)

Brad Brooks – Vocals;
Shay Scott – Steinway, Arp Synth, String Arrangement, Vocals;
Paul Hoaglin – Guitars, Bass, Drums, Lap Steel, Vocals;
Produced and Recorded @ Klickitat Band Camp by Shay Scott and Paul Hoaglin;
Mixed @ Tiny Telephone by Scott Solter and Paul Hoaglin
Written by: Brad Brooks (Mouth Magic Music BMI);
Shay Scott (Shay S Scott ASCAP);
Paul Hoaglin (Paul Hoaglin BMI)

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MANIC TOURIST IN SWAY (Brooks)

Brad Brooks – Vocals, Piano;
Paul Hoaglin – Nylon string guitar, Vocals;
Patty Espeseth – Cello;
Teri Untalan – Viola;
Alan Molina – Violin;
Child Development tape supplied by Roy Brooks
String arrangement by: Paul Hoaglin, Patty Espeseth, Teri Untalan, Brad Brooks
Produced and Recorded @ Klickitat Band Camp by Shay Scott.
Mixed @ Tiny Telephone by Scott Solter.
Strings, Field recording, Nylon guitar, back ground vocals,
Produced and Recorded @ Tiny Telephone by Scott Solter
Written by: Brad Brooks (Mouth Magic Music BMI)

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THE LOON OF ALTITUDE (Brooks, Hoaglin, Scott)

Brad Brooks – Vocals and Glockenspiel;
Paul Hoaglin – Guitars, Bass, Drums, Lap Steel, Trombone;
Shay Scott – Steinway, Farfisa, Trumpet, Intergalactic morsels;
Produced and Recorded @ Klickitat Band Camp by Shay Scott and Paul Hoaglin;
Mixed by Paul Hoaglin @ Tiny Telephone;
Written by: Brad Brooks (Mouth Magic Music BMI)
Shay Scott (Shay S. Scott ASCAP) Paul Hoaglin (Paul Hoaglin BMI)

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HIT ME LIKE A SMILE (Brooks, Scott)

Brad Brooks – Vocals, Piano;
Paul Hoaglin – Bass;
Michael Phillip Taylor – Drums;
Patty Espeseth – Cello; Teri Untalan – Viola; Alan Molina – Violin;
String Arrangement by Paul, String trio & Brad;
Produced and Recorded @ Klickitat Band Camp by Shay Scott;
Strings, Bass Produced and Recorded @ Tiny Telephone by Scott Solter.
Mixed @ Tiny Telephone by Scott Solter and Paul Hoaglin;
Written by: Brad Brooks (Mouth Magic Music BMI)
Shay Scott (Shay S. Scott ASCAP)

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KATRINA IS A BITCH (Brooks)

Brad Brooks-Vocals;
Michael Phillip Taylor - Drums, Acoustic guitar, Banjo, Vibraphone, Wurlitzer organ, percussion;
Paul Hoaglin – Lap Hurricane, Window, Bass, Vocals;
Patty Espeseth – Cello;
Scott Solter – Steel Box Drum Harp, Vibraphone,
Percussion; Produced and Recorded @ Pueblo de Solter by Scott Solter;
Mixed @ Tiny Telephone by Scott Solter;
Written by Brad Brooks (Mouth Magic Music BMI)

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FRANCIS OF ALASKA (Brooks)

Brad Brooks – Vocals, Fun Machine;
Matt Greenberg – Erard Piano;
Patty Espeseth – Cello;
Paul Hoaglin – 6 string Bass, Vocals;
Scott Solter – Odin’s Goblets
Produced and Recorded @ 15th Street and Pueblo de Solter by Scott Solter.
Mixed @ Tiny Telephone by Scott Solter
Written by Brad Brooks (Mouth Magic Music BMI)

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THE SONIC TWINS (Brooks)

Brad Brooks- vocals;
Paul Hoaglin– vocals,12 string and Rick;
Shay Scott– piano;
Chris Barnett– bass;
Brian Zalewski – drums.
Produced, Recorded by Davy Vain @ The Groove Room;
Written by Brad Brooks (Mouth Magic Music BMI)

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PLEADING AMNESIA (Brooks)

Brad Brooks – Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Harmonica, Keyboards;
Paul Hoaglin – 12 String, Acoustic Fuzz;
Franklin Vasquez – Electric Guitar;
Chris Barnett – Bass
Brian Zalewski – Drums;
Produced, recorded and mixed @ The Groove Room by Davy Vain;
Written By: Brad Brooks (Mouth Magic Music BMI)

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TIRADITO (Brooks)

Brad Brooks – Vocals, Korg;
Paul Hoaglin – Gretsch Country Gentleman, Silvertone Baritone, Acoustic;
Shay Scott – Wurlitzer;
Michael Phillip Taylor – 12 String Eko;
Chris Barnett – Bass; Brian Zalewski – Drums
Produced, Recorded and Mixed @ The Groove Room by Davy Vain;
Written by Brad Brooks (Mouth Magic Music BMI)

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PRAY FOR A WAY TO SAY GOODBYE (Brooks)

Brad Brooks – Vocals;
Matt Greenberg – Erard Piano;
Patty Espeseth – Cello;
Paul Hoaglin – Flute;
Scott Solter – Vibraphone, Starshine
Produced and Recorded @ Pueblo de Solter by Scott Solter;
Mixed @ Tiny Telephone by Scott Solter;
String Arrangement by Patty Espeseth and Scott Solter
Written by Brad Brooks (Mouth Magic Music BMI)

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LUXURIOUS LATITUDE (Brooks, Scott, Hoaglin)

Brad Brooks – Vocals;
Shay Scott – Steinway;
Paul Hoaglin – Guitar, Bass, Drums, Vocal;
Patty Espeseth – Cello;
Teri Untalan – Viola; Alan Molina – Violin;
String Arrangement by: Paul Hoaglin
Produced and Recorded @ Klickitat Band Camp by Shay Scott and Paul Hoaglin
Strings Recorded @ Tiny Telephone by Scott Solter;
Mixed @ Tiny Telephone by Paul Hoaglin and Scott Solter
Written by: Brad Brooks (Mouth Magic Music BMI);
Shay Scott (Shay S. Scott ASCAP);
Paul Hoaglin (Paul Hoaglin BMI)

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Brad Brooks Oakland, California

Brad Brooks is that rare quadruple threat of writer, player, singer, and performer.
His songs combine the melodic sensibility of Elvis Costello, the best instincts of Wilco and Brian Wilson, the orchestral sophistication of Queen, along w/the Stonesy/Bowie gritty edges of rock/soul.
"If you're anything like me, you need some good news. Brad Brooks' music is that good news”……….Wayne Kramer
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