From Brad Brooks' new record "Harmony Of Passing Light"
Release date Feb 12 2012

HOPE IS THAT I GOT YOU

IT TRIPS LIKE A FALL
IT MOVES LIKE NOTHING AT ALL
IT MEANS ALL THAT YOU’LL EVER KNOW
DON’T LOOK AT ME AND GO
THE WORLD HAS GOTTEN TO DEEP
AND I CAN’T FALL ASLEEP

MY HOPE IS THAT I’VE GOT YOU 
AND ALL THAT I HARBOR IS SOME FAITH THAT’S TRUE
MY HOPE IS THAT I’VE GOT YOU
WHEN ALL OF MY LOVE WAS TAKEN

THERE’S NO DECEPTIONIST 
NO CAIN OR ABEL IN A FATAL KISS
WHAT YOU THOUGHT WAS UNFETTERED 
DOESN’T WANNA GO AWAY 
WHAT MATTERS DIDN’T MATTER AT ALL
IF THE BRUTALITY IN WAR IS FAIR
THEN SOMEONE’S GOT TO SHOW YOU LOVE’S THERE
IS IT THERE?

MY HOPE IS THAT I’VE GOT YOU 
AND ALL THAT I HARBOR IS SOME FAITH THAT’S TRUE
MY HOPE IS THAT I’VE GOT YOU
WHEN ALL OF MY LOVE WAS TAKEN

MAYBE ITS DEEP ROOTED FEAR
I JUST GOTTA FACE
TELL ME THAT YOU WANNA BE HERE
CAUSE BABY WE JUST CAN’T BE FAKING IT

HOPE IS THAT I GOT YOU 
AND ALL THAT I HARBOR IS SOME FAITH THAT’S TRUE
MY HOPE IS THAT I’VE GOT YOU
WHEN ALL OF MY LOVE WAS TAKEN (3)

MY HOPE IS THAT I’VE GOT YOU 
WHEN ALL OF MY LOVE WAS TAKEN
MY HOPE IS THAT I GOT YOU
OH OH OH YEAH……….  OH…………..

Written by Brad Brooks BMI 2008
Arrangement by Paul Hoaglin
Produced by Paul Hoaglin & Shay Scott
Recorded @ Klickitat Band Camp & Mixed by Paul Hoaglin

Brad Brooks: Vocals, Harmonica
Paul Hoaglin: All Guitars, Bass, Background vocals, Thomas Organ, Secrets
Todd Roper: Drums, percussion, loop
Shay Scott: Piano


Hope Is That I Got You

GOD SAVE THE CITY

COME ON!
GOD SAVE THE CITY FROM A FALLEN FATE
WHAT YA THOUGHT WAS PROGRESS TURNED TO HATE
OH WHY?    
SPACE REMOVED AND FOLKS ON THE RUN
CAN’T AFFORD THE LIVIN WHERE MY LIVIN IS DONE
OH WHY?   
THEY SANG IT LIKE AN ANGEL WITH THE DEVILS RHYME 
CAUSE THEIR GIVING AWAY YOURS AND SELLING MINE
WHATCHA GOT FOR ME NOW?
(GOD SAVE THE CITY, GOD SAVE THE CITY)
WHATCHA GOT FOR ME NOW YOU GOT NOTHING FOR ME NOW.

PLAYING DEAD IN A FAKIN TOWN
EVEN YOU PUT YOUR HANDS UP YOU COULD GET SHOT DOWN
OH WHY?   
A FAILED SOLUTION NO ENDING THAT’S TRUE
SOME NIGHTS OF REVOLUTION NO KICK THAT CAME THROUGH
OH WHY?
YOUR SUCKERED ON THE VERGE OF A PAPER CRIME
CAUSE THERE GIVING AWAY YOURS AND SELLING MINE

WHATCHA GOT FOR ME NOW?
(GOD SAVE THE CITY, GOD SAVE THE CITY)
WHATCHA GOT FOR ME NOW 
YOU GOT NOTHING FOR ME NOW?
WHATCHA GOT FOR ME NOW
(GOD SAVE THE CITY, GOD SAVE THE CITY)
WHATCHA GOT FOR ME NOW? 
YOU GOT NOTHING FOR ME NOW.

GOD SAVE THE CITY FROM A FALLEN FATE
WHAT YA THOUGHT WAS PROGRESS TURNED HATE
OH WHY?     
GOT YOUR EYES UP ON THE CORNER TRYIN TO KEEP IT REAL
BUT YOUR PHONE AINT GONNA TELL YOU HOW TO FUCKING FEEL
OH WHY?    

WHATCHA GOT FOR ME NOW?
(GOD SAVE THE CITY, GOD SAVE THE CITY)
WHATCHA GOT FOR ME NOW? 
YOU GOT NOTHING FOR ME NOW
WHATCHA GOT ………FOR ME NOW………………
GOD SAVE THE CITY
GOD SAVE THE CITY
GOD SAVE THE CITY
GOD SAVE THE CITY NOW
GOD SAVE THE CITY NOW
GOD SAVE THE CITY NOW
GOD SAVE THE CITY NOW NOW NOW NOW


Written by (Brad Brooks, Andrew Griffin, Erik Schramm, Adam Rossi, Pie Fiorentino, Joey Dibono)
Produced, Recorded, Mixed by Adam Rossi at AR Audio
2nd Engineer: Timothy Galida
Mastered @ Trakworx by Justin Weis

Brad Brooks: Vocals
Erik Schramm: Guitar
Pie Fiorentino: Guitar
Adam Rossi: Keys
Andrew Griffin: Drums
Joey Dibono: Bass
Vicki Randle: Backgrounds & Percussion
Loralee Christensen: Backgrounds
Ralph Carney: Horns & Mojo


Mouthmagicmusic: BMI
AdamBenMusic: ASCAP

God Save The City

God Save The City: Radio Edit

GOD SAVE THE CITY (RADIO EDIT)

WHY DO YOU HURT

WE WERE DRAWN TO EACH OTHER 
WITH A NEED TO DISCOVER
CALLED IT LOVE THEN YA PUSHED ME ASIDE
WAS IT MY OVERREACTION OR YOUR SELF PROTECTION
YOU NEVER LOOK FOR THE TRUTH INSIDE
SO AFRAID OF YOURSELF AND SO INSECURE
IT’S CONFUSION AND HURT YOU DENY
ON A TIGHT ROPE OF EMOTION SO UNAWARE
YOU’VE GOT TO LOOK TO YOURSELF AND DECIDE

WHY DO YOU HURT THE PEOPLE YOU LOVE?
WHO WANT TO SEE YOU HAPPY
IS IT CAREFUL PLANNING OR LACK OF TRUST
THAT MAKES YOU FEEL THIS WAY

OH YOU DON’T EVEN KNOW WHAT YOUR DOIN
WHEN YOUR ANGER’S CONNECTED TO LOVE
DRIFTIN APART ALONE IN THE DARK
WITH EXPECTATIONS THAT NO MAN CAN FILL
BUT HARD ENOUGH TO KISS AND PLAY
CLOSE ENOUGH TO PUSH AWAY 

WHY DO YOU HURT THE PEOPLE YOU LOVE?
WHO DON’T DESERVE YOUR RAGE
YOU BETTER FIGURE IT OUT GIRL
WHAT YOUR MADE OF
BEFORE THEY ALL GO AWAY
WHY DO YOU HURT?
OH WHY DO YOU HURT?

ALL THE SILKY SOFT STANCES
THEY LEFT NO FINGER PRINTS
UNDETECTED RAW GLANCES
BAD CIRCUMSTANCES
I JUST DON’T BELIEVE WHAT YOU SAY BABY

WHY DO YOU HURT THE PEOPLE YOU LOVE?
WHO WANT TO SEE YOU HAPPY
IS IT CAREFUL PLANNING OR LACK OF TRUST
THAT MAKE YOU FEEL THIS WAY



WHY DO YOU HURT THE PEOPLE YOU LOVE?
WHO DON’T DESERVE YOUR RAGE
YOU BETTER FIGURE IT OUT GIRL
WHAT YOUR MADE OF
BEFORE THEY ALL GO AWAY
WHY DO YOU HURT

(WHY DO YOU HURT)
OH SAY YA YA
(WHY DO YOU HURT) 
THE PEOPLE THAT YOU LOVE
(WHY DO YOU HURT) 
ALL THE PEOPLE THAT YOU LOVE
(WHY DO YOU HURT) 
OWW…  
(WHY DO YOU HURT) 
WHY DO YA PEOPLE?
WHY DO YA PEOPLE?
(WHY DO YOU HURT) 
ALL I SAY YA YA YA
(WHY DO YOU HURT) 
ALL I SAY YEAH 
(WHY DO YOU HURT) 
NA NA NA NA NA NA NA 

Written by: 
Brad Brooks (Mouth Magic Music BMI)  
Robert Tepper (Heavy Breather Music ASCAP)
Produced & Recorded by Adam Rossi @ AR Audio
Mixed by Craig Schumacher @ Wavelab (Tucson) 
2nd Engineer: Timothy Galida
Mastered @ Trakworx by Justin Weis 

Brad Brooks: Vocals
Erik Schramm: Guitar
Pie Fiorentino: Guitar
Adam Rossi: Keys
Andrew Griffin: Drums
Joey Dibono: Bass
Vicki Randle: Backgrounds & Percussion
Loralee Christensen: Backgrounds
Ralph Carney: Horns & Mojo

Why Do You Hurt

WHY DO YOU HURT

HEARTBREAK OF FOOLS

RUINED FINERY 
RUSTED ACTUALLY
TALKING AT ME LIKE I GOT NO ENVY LEFT
COULD’NT GET BEHIND IT 
LOST IT FALLIN DOWN IT
LOCKIN UP AROUND IT ALL IN YOUR MIND
DREAMIN LIKE YA KNEW IT 
TOUCHED A NEVER TO PROVE IT
THERE’S NO OTHER WAY TO MAKE IT HURT ANY LESS
THERE WERE HIDIN CLUES
UNBUTTONING THE BLUES
SOMEONE I THOUGHT I KNEW WAS LYING BESIDE ME

HEARTBREAK OF FOOLS
AND A LITTLE BIT A LIE WE TOLD OURSELVES 
HEARTBREAK OF FOOLS 
AND A LITTLE BIT A LIE WE TOLD OURSELVES

RUINED FINERY
FADE AND RECOVERY
SPITTIN OUT ANOTHER ANGLE OF JEALOUSY
TALK BACK TO THE ENEMY
I NEED SOME DIVINITY
GOIN TO HELL FOR UNINTENTIONAL CRIMES CAUGHT

HEARTBREAK OF FOOLS
AND A LITTLE BIT A LIE WE TOLD OURSELVES 
HEARTBREAK OF FOOLS 
AND A LITTLE BIT A LIES THAT WE TOLD 
HEARTBREAK OF FOOLS
AND A LITTLE BIT A LIE WE TOLD 
AND A LITTLE BIT A LIES THAT WE HOLD

AND I WANNA KNOW WHY
OH WHY


RUINED FINERY
NOT COMING BACK YA SEE
WHAT’S NEVER MENTIONED 
IS WHATS ALWAYS ON YOUR MIND


HEARTBREAK OF FOOLS
AND A LITTLE BIT A LIE WE TOLD OURSELVES 
HEARTBREAK OF FOOLS 
AND A LITTLE BIT A LIES THAT WE HOLD 
HEARTBREAK OF FOOLS
AND A LITTLE BIT A LIE WE TOLD
AND A LITTLE BIT A LIES THAT WE HOLD
HEARTBREAK


Written by:
Brad Brooks (Mouth Magic Music BMI) 
Produced, Recorded, Mixed by Adam Rossi at AR Audio
2nd engineer: Tim Galida
String Arrangement by Laela Peterson-Stolen
Mastered @ Trakworx by Justin Weis 

Brad Brooks: Vocals
Erik Schramm: Guitar
Pie Fiorentino: Guitar, Violin
Adam Rossi: Keys
Andrew Griffin: Drums
Joey Dibono: Bass
Laela Peterson-Stolen: Viola
Patty Espeseth: Cello

HEARTBREAK OF FOOLS

God Save The City: Single

GOD SAVE THE CITY

Steal My Disarray (3:40) 

I was unconcerned at first when you said there was nothing to it
It couldn’t happen to a nicer girl with a wicked psychosis
Saw that little jaunt as you walk by
That concussion in your step is a wave goodbye
Saw the stars when no one grabbed the wheel.
Can’t lose tomorrow but ya never could steal
My disarray with your shimmering chicanery

Fractured facts are often obscured by intentions that are never pure
I was taught to be an honest man but that’s not happening in wonderland
Steal my disarray with your shimmering chicanery
Steal my disarray yeah
It meant nothing to me then (ah ah ah a hallelujah)
It means everything to me now (ah ah ah a hallelujah)
It meant nothing to me then (ah ah ah a hallelujah)

It’s like a war that you never feel so far away yet so unreal
A wretched soul has left my spirit unclean 
Can’t expect to believe that ya didn’t mean to
Steal my disarray with your shimmering chicanery
Steal my disarray yeah

Cause you’ve got nothing to say to me
I’ve got nothing to sell you’
Here today & gone away
Waiting for a catalyst    waiting for dramatic pause
Waiting for a fatality     waiting for a siren scream

To steal my disarray with your shimmering chicanery
Steal my disarray
It meant nothing to me then  (ah ah ah a hallelujah)
It means everything to me now  (ah ah ah a hallelujah)
It meant nothing to me then (ah ah ah a hallelujah)
To me now, (ah ah ah a hallelujah) to me then, (ah ah ah a hallelujah)
To me now 
 
Written by Brad Brooks (Mouth Magic Music BMI) 
Paul Hoaglin (Paul Hoaglin BMI)
Produced by Paul Hoaglin & Shay Scott
Arrangement: Paul Hoaglin
Recorded @ Klickitat Band Camp
Mixed by David Simon Baker @ Mission Bells & Laughing Tiger

Brad Brooks: vocals 
Paul Hoaglin: all guitars, bass, background vocals
Todd Roper: drums. Percussion
Shay Scott: wurlitzer, back ground vocals
Matt Cunitz: celeste
Patty Espeseth: cello

Harmony Of Passing Light

Steal My Disarray

With “God Save The City”, Bay Area artist Brad Brooks makes a triumphant return with the most direct, soulful record of his life.

Brooks, beloved in the Bay Area as one of its finest vocalists and songwriters, released “Harmony of Passing Light” in 2012, drew comparisons to Elvis Costello, Wilco, Brian Wilson, and Queen, and planned to head right back into the studio to record an immediate, even more ambitious follow-up.

Instead, he found himself fighting for his life.

Just as the songs for “God Save The City” started to take shape a routine trip to the dentist revealed a lump in Brooks’ throat, which turned out to be cancer and the treatment he discovered, might rob him of his voice altogether. 
Brooks made a full recovery, and simultaneously mined the scariest moment in his life for the most honest and fiery record of his career.

While Brooks’ earlier albums begin with a more gentle invitation to the listener, unraveling and revealing themselves slowly in mini-symphonies, “God Save The City” explodes with Brooks screaming “Come on!!!” and the record never loses that urgency. From the Hall and Oates slow burn of “Feel The Might” to the classic Hi Records groove of “Why Do You Hurt” and “The Chance,” this is Brooks’ soul album, one he has earned the right to make.  Recorded with his longtime, devoted, and white-hot live band, the record is full of first and second takes with minimal overdubs. Rather than the multi-layered acrobatics of his past work, Brooks sings here like a man with a second chance, raw and vulnerable.

Not surprisingly, Brooks’ journey and the country’s wild descent into partisan rancor over the last five years show up all over “God Save The City”. Brooks tackles wealth displacement in the title track (“they sang it like an angel with the devils rhyme”), his own mortality in “Sacred Was I” (“Fear can change you, keep you from what’s true”), recalls a hilarious encounter with “Lee Marvin’s Uzi,” and on perhaps the album’s standout track “Strange Fruit Numb,” what started as a band jam evolves into a civil rights anthem for the 21st century in the grand tradition of other Bay Area politically musical visionary’s like Sly Stone and Boots Riley.

Brooks is a part of a rare, vanishing breed in American life: the lifelong artist.  While more and more performers dip in and out of the pool, content with the fleeting fame that modern social media provides, Brooks is and has always been in it for the long haul, fronting bands and collaborating with heavyweight friends and now, armed with health, purpose, a sense of urgency, and the most immediate music of his career, he is ready to burn down any stage he can find.  
Help Brooks save your own city by giving this wonderful record a spin.

Brad Brooks

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