Original music developed and performed by Fuzzy Grubb - Dave Homuth, Samuel Fiorenza, James Seguin, and Jeremy Brizzi

Fuzzy Grubb

Originally a song I wrote and played back in 2003 with Fuzzy Grubb, this is as far as I can take this one right now...plus, ran out of tracks on the free version of protools. Have about 100 other songs I want to get done before I come back and start working on the final version with the bridge, outro, additional layers, and noodles...thank you.  

Vs1a
We go up and down these city streets
And this hustle’s got the best of me
Every day it’s the same old thing
Take me home and leave me be

Vs1b
My nerves relax, midsummer night
Roll down the window and take a drive
Cool summer breeze is washing over me
So long since I’ve felt this alive

Pre-chorus
Hot Summer days won’t drag me down
Hot Summer nights and I’m heading out
I’ll be by to pick you up
Two damn days just ain’t enough

chorus
Oh Blue, where are you, where have you been
Oh Blue, five more day, and I’m free again

Vs2a
All this buzz up in my brain
All that noise can drive a man insane
Everyone trying to play the king
In the end it don’t mean a thing

Vs2b
Ice cold beer and a fire light
Sun coming up and I feel all right
Doing all I can just to breathe it in
It’s all I needed to begin again

Pre-chorus
Hot Summer days won’t drag me down
Hot Summer nights and I’m heading out
I’ll be by to pick you up
Two damn days just ain’t enough

chorus
Oh Blue, where are you, where have you been
Oh Blue, five more day, and I’m free again.

Blue (Short Version)

Martha (1976-2013)

Written in 2003, this song is for Martha Carol.  Martha lost her mother while we were in 5th grade.  We attended Orchard Street School in Fox River Grove.  At the time, the school would host a monthly dance for the Junior High kids.  6th grade came and Martha agreed to be my first girlfriend.  Ten months after her Mom passed, Martha was my date to the Halloween dance.  She arrived with her face painted in a black and white yin & yang, but like a clown, with the white side smiling and the black side frowning.  We all knew the moment we saw her what she trying to convey with her costume; It was a beautifully sad expression of everything she was going through.  She was at the dance but somewhere else entirely that night.  We sat quietly until the inevitable moment when a song came on that ripped the tears from her eyes.  She stood, turned, and ran screaming out of the school.  A few of us chased after and I got to her first.  There she was, standing at the top of a hill, just staring up at the streetlight, enveloped in its glow, and spinning in small circles.  For all the years I knew her after that time she was just never the same.  Martha is gone now, passed a few years back from an illness, but I’ll always have her and that moment in my heart.        

Verse 1
She’s circling the streetlight
Says she sneaks out every night
And that she stares at the stars and cries under moonlight
She says she can’t shake her mind of moments frozen in time
She wants some answers to life and she’ll search herself for nothing more.

Verse 2
She wants to go back in time.
She wants someone else’s life
So she lay on the on floor, oh
And she begs for the pain to subside
She’s just a little girl so lost in this world
Down and out of control, kicked and broken, and she don’t know why.

Verse 3
Says she’d trade it all for better days
God there’s got to be a better way
And she’s so damn scared
But she won’t let it show.
Never again will she be the same
It’s buried to stay, every day is now so alone

Bridge
And then she said.  If you can hear me, can you heal me
If can feel me shaking, can you free me
She says she wished it would rain 
to match this flood of sadness and wash her away
Then a storm rolled in, the clouds as gray as her skin, and when the rain and lightning broke, somehow it gave her hope.

Verse 4
She’s circling the streetlight
Says she sneaks out every night
And that she stares at the stars and prays under moonlight
She wore the face of clown, part smile, part frown
And when the makeup was gone, run free the child down below.
When that storm rolled in, the clouds as gray as her skin, but when the rain and lightning broke, the ghost carried her home.

Martha

Written By:  Fuzzy Grubb; Jeremy Brizzi, James Seguin, David Homuth, and Sam Fiorenza.  

Shine

We drove past last night, just to see it shine
Right there for everyone to see and it’s all mine
I felt the soft twist, nerves messing with my mind
Another twenty-four hours and we’ll be under lights

Before tonight, did you know my name?
Shine.  Down on me.

Soft twist turns to nails.  Everything’s sped up.
Some people forget but I can’t figure how.
By the time they draw the curtain, I’ll be ready to play.
Five words live in me – ALL THE WORLDS A STAGE

Before tonight, did you know my name?
Shine.  Down on me.

Sweat displays my ecstasy, every drop like a dream
Living for the hope that you’ll feel the same, that you’ll feel the music in me
I’m alive now, so alive now, step inside and take a ride through my mind.
Take your time, fantasize, step inside, I can feel you shine!

Down on me.
Shine.  Down on me

Did you step inside?  Did you get to unwind?  Did you let it all go and lose yourself in the night?
Did you live the dream?  Did you live it through me?  Did you let it all go?  Did you set yourself free.

Did you get to?  X3 
Shine.  Down on me.

2023

Shine

SHINE (Fuzzy Grubb - 2003)

This is an old Fuzzy Grubb tune, written in collaboration with Sam Fiorenza, James Seguin, and Dave Homuth.  Not yet completed, we will be adding a proper guitar solo soon.

I met a girl on a Tuesday night
She turned out to be Gemini
Red hair and grey green eyes that could light up a room like a firefly
She turned me on with her devilish smile
Said she might keep me around for a while
Wednesday came and I was half in lust, I didn't even know that I could fall in love
Thursday morning and I hadn't slept, she kissed me once and the other half went
In Friday never looking back, my heart still pounding as the love flows in
Saturday and she said goodbye, no explanation as she walked away

She could have been my Sunday, ended up my Monday

Tuesday morning and I want to die
No womans ever made my cry
I'm burned out like a suicide and all that I can see is that devil's smile
Wednesday morning and I pick up my head but the pains so strong that I lose it again.
Feels like forever with each breathe that I take and in the morning I wake and I feel only pain
Thursday comes and I'm almost alright
Looking forward to this Friday night
A Newcastle sets my mind at ease, Saturday I wake up and my mind is free

She could have been my Sunday, ended up my Monday

She said to me, how's it gonna be
When the time gets here, where you gonna go
When the time comes, are you gonna explode
Are you gonna know when you've got to break it down
You've got to sing the song
and then you break it down
and then she broke me down
and when she broke me down
she really brought me down

Sunday (Fuzzy Grubb - 2003)

This is an old Fuzzy Grubb song, the first one we wrote, and in our first practice.  Feels like home playing this one.  I miss those days, those nights, and the people who filled them.  Hope you enjoy it.  This song is for you all (you know who you are!)

This Night 

Verse 1: 

It just felt right.  It came on the air that night.  My eyes closed and I opened my arms. 

I smiled so wide, that pain brought a tear to my eye, and my dreams danced in the sky with the stars. 

Chorus:  

I don’t know what I feel anymore.  Not quite as empty as I was before 

Everything was right, uh huh, on this perfect night. 

Verse 2: 

Surrounded by friends.  Laughs that stirred up the past.  Campfire songs carry us into the night. 

A haze of beer and memories.  I felt something stir deep inside of me. 

One by one we all drifted to sleep. 

Chorus:  

I don’t know what I feel anymore.  Not quite as empty as I was before 

Everything was right, uh huh, on this perfect night. 

Bridge: 

I guess things were bound to change.  Familiar faces all faded away.   

Our circle of friends was falling apart.  Tonight we are kids again.  Living for dreams that haven’t died yet.   

This moment is everything and everything was right on this perfect night. 

This Night

LoFi Americana with a dash of Indie Alt Rock and Country 

Jeremy Brizzi is a songwriter and musician.  “I do what I can, with what I have, to show you how I feel.  Thanks for listening.”

With more than 300 song left to record and a constant attention to creation, the best is yet to come!  

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