'Zulu' kicks off Pennan Brae's 11th album 'Picked'. The 10-track release serves as Volume 2 in ‘The Garden Series’ which completes the double album with Volume 1's ‘Planted’.  The music was recorded at Blue Light Studio in Vancouver & is influenced by The Rolling Stones, John Mellencamp & Steve Miller.  A music video accompanies 'Zulu' by director Tim Cash.  The full album is set for release in the Spring of 2022.  The music video plays:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kw9nB8xkpLo

Lyrics:

Slow eye caught you walking 				
Fast one watched you talking				
Card will soon be clocking
Ship just won’t be docking

Felt you reach & grabbing
Flailing & backstabbing
Feel the jibber-jabber
Hear the blibber-blabber

Blatantly campaigning
Whining so disdaining
Moon it is a waning
Gravity is straining

Will not ever waver
Don’t do me no favour

Oh I lose my head & I don’t know what to do		
Quickly spin around but I just don’t have a clue
Try to stick together but it all comes unglued
Flag a cab at midnight but I don’t speak Zulu

Chops they may be licking					
My the clock is ticking
Second hand is sticking
First one does the picking

Now I feel the tousle
Bumped & a tad jostled
Outcome so colossal
Once before was docile

How it’s getting frantic
All your silly antics
Ominous gigantic
Fully sycophantic

Got me second guessing
Soon I’ll be confessing

Oh I lose my head & I don’t know what to do		
Quickly spin around but I just don’t have a clue
Try to stick together but it all comes unglued
Flag a cab at midnight but I don’t speak Zulu

It’s coming round			
Don’t make a sound
Soon climbing up
Time to rebut
Making the rounds
Go pound for pound 
Smooth going down
Slip underground

Slowly am backtracking			
Speedily unpacking 
Clothes they’ve been ransacking
Plans we’ll be hijacking

Waves are getting hectic
Overboard the skeptic
Lightning is kinetic
Energy eclectic 

Feel the razzle dazzle
Frizzle a tad frazzled
Let me stroke the gavel
Mosey in the saddle

Won’t nobody listen
Moment freshly glistens

Oh I lose my head & I don’t know what to do		
Quickly spin around but I just don’t have a clue
Try to stick together but it all comes unglued
Flag a cab at midnight but I don’t speak Zulu

The Garden Series, Vol. 2: Picked

Zulu

Zulu - Pennan Brae - Picked

'5 Foot 2' is the lead single off the 'Picked' album.  The 10-track release is Vol. 2 in 'The Garden Series', with Vol. 1 being 'Planted'.

Lyrics

5 foot 2
Blue hair black eyes
Camouflaged 
Covert disguise
On your trail
Kill the motor
Not too loud
Double rotor

Full pursuit
Don’t blow cover
Maintain your space
Stay back and hover
Quick get down
Keep under radar
Don’t lose the mark
Within the bazaar

Coming for you
See you soon
Bidding adieu
Just past noon
Racing to ruin
Remnants strewn
Path which you hewn
Change the tune

And as the day begins to brighten
Saw the wall and read the writing
There’s no point in being frightened
Desolation’s uninviting

Keep your cool
Maintain composure
Slow your pulse
Relax your shoulders
Steady your hand
Don’t trip the wire
Clock ticks down
In the quagmire

Push comes to shove
Trouble courting
On your scent
Times reporting
Cop a shot
Mission aborted
Stepping back
HQ reported

Coming for you
See you soon
Bidding adieu
Just past noon
Racing to ruin
Remnants strewn
Path which you hewn
Change the tune

And as the day begins to brighten
Saw the wall and read the writing
There’s no point in being frightened
Desolation’s uninviting
As the shadows start to lighten
Had enough of my heart blighted
Believe you may just had a sighting
Isolation was uniting

5 Foot 2

5 Foot 2 - Pennan Brae - Picked

'4 To The Floor' is off Pennan Brae's 11th album, 'The Garden Series, Vol. 2: Picked'.

Lyrics: 
You say you want me							
But I am not wanting 
You say you need me
But I am not needy
You say that I’m taking
But I am not greedy
Say it’s unfolding
It’s over believe me

You say I’m washed up
But I am still lending
I’ve fallen on hard times
But I am still spending
You say that I’ve sold out
But I am still vending
Say I’m withholding 
But I’m not pretending

Are you at home maybe thinking about me			
Wondering aloud about what could’ve been
Or was I a blip upon your radar screen
Wipe the slate clean 
Lord I’m getting in and I’m lockin’ the door 		
Kickstart the engine four to the floor
Lay down some rubber peel to the core
Watch me score

You say you’ll hold me							
But I am beholden
You say I’m cautious
But I feel emboldened
Say that I’m guilty
There’s nothing I’ve stolen
You say I’m tarnished
But I’m shining golden

You say I’m uncaring							
But I am still tending
You say I’m wounded
My fences are mending
You say that I’ve broken
But I am still bending
You say I’ve fallen
But I am ascending

Look straight ahead and I won’t double back		
Engine is tuned without any slack 
Separate the fiction apart from the facts
Stay on track
Are you at work maybe reminiscing				
Pondering about what you couldn’t foresee
Or was I a footnote in some magazine 
A page rarely seen

You say I’m mistaken							
But I’m comprehending
You say I’ll be fine
You’re so condescending
You say that i am lost
My status is pending
You say I’ve withheld 
The message I’m sending

You say I’m unguarded
But I’m good and ready
Say I’m unstable
I’m solid and steady
You say I sing one tune 
But I’ve got a medley
Say I’m unexpressive
I’ve said it already

Am I a bug splat upon your windshield			
Minor distraction lost in the breeze 
Inconsequential irrelevantly seen
Press on full steam
And I’m left thinking it could the day				
When we cross paths on our merry way 
I might smile but I’ve nothing to say
Be it as it may

4 To The Floor

4 To The Floor - Pennan Brae - Picked

'Stride' is a single off Pennan Brae's album 11th album, 'The Garden Series, Vol. 2: Picked'.

Lyrics:
Stand on hallowed ground				
I’m not stepping down
See you circling round
Scavenge what I found
Holding firm my place
Don’t plan to retrace
There’s no about face
Primed to give it chase

Then the lights go out					
World is filled with doubt
As the room spins round
Voices make no sound
Then the picture fades
Play the ace of spades
An impounding rout 
Ending to this bout 

Where you going
Why you showing
Then it see-saws						
Joker laughs he-haw
Hand is misplaced
Dealer loses face

How you doing
What’s accruing
The room goes dark
Situation stark
As I embark
Out upon a lark

Decoding all the rules				
Impersonating a fool
Deciphering all the clues

Crawling on my knees
Back to your side
Beggin’ baby please
Let me turn the tide
Maybe we could ease
Let the current ride 
Sense it in the breeze
Take it all in stride

Planted firm my feet					
No plans to retreat
At a dead-end street
In the rain and sleet
I maintain my stance
Frozen in a trance
Sneak-peeking a glance
Staring down your lance

Tying one on 							
Going going gone
Riding dusk ‘til dawn
Routing deep and long
Knock upon your door
Crawl along the floor
Hungry for a score
Desperate for some more

Why you stalling
What you hauling
Sleep in my car
Journeyed now so far
Full out of gas 
Could not make it last
  
Why you swaying
Who you paying

Look at the stars						
Gazing back afar
Do you surmise
Watching our sunrise  

I think of you							
Remember me
Reflect upon
What could’ve been

Decoding all the rules				
Impersonating a fool
Deciphering all the clues

Crawling on my knees
Back to your side
Beggin’ baby please
Let me turn the tide
Maybe we could ease
Let the current ride 
Sense it in the breeze
Take it all in stride

Stride

Stride - Pennan Brae - Picked

'Acquiescing' is a track off Pennan Brae's 11th album, 'The Garden Series, Vol. 2: Picked'.

Lyrics:
Said that you don’t know me			
Claim that it won’t flow free
Not quite sure just how long
Can’t say we’ll hold out strong
Don’t know where I’m going
Simply no way knowing
Horizon clouds are growing
Ominous wind blowing

Suddenly see you backtrack out the exit door		
As I commence to begin mopping up the floor
Reconnaissance survey for a little more
Vain attempt to equalize the final score

Think I’m gonna go					
Run far away
Hightail it mach speed
To a new day
Decide to go crack
A fresh start
Realize it is best 
To stay apart

Feel exasperated					
Don’t feel it’s related
Charity donated
Goodwill confiscated
Picture clarifying
Moment overriding
Potential outlying 
No point in denying

As I see you orbiting all around				
Shout out loud crowd’s absorbing all the sound
See the binding beginning to come unwound
Tiptoeing trapeze gravitating out of bounds

See the sand sinking in the hourglass		
Time passing know that this moment won’t last
Sun setting time to call off final bets
Just hang on it’s as good as it will get

Feels so condescending				
No sense recommending
Caution overspending
Still not comprehending
 ‘Tis a trifle mellow
Can’t muzzle this fellow
Holler & then bellow
Changing green to yellow 

Know what you want 					
Just haven’t got
Note how you sought
Is it for naught
Connect the dots
Time’s up you’re caught

Thing is convalescing 				
No sense acquiescing 
Partners coalescing
Intentions professing
Problem is not solving
Open door revolving
Facts I find appalling
Hands and knees I’m crawling

Riding off into the sunset					
Gonna lay down a brand new bet
Repossessing I won’t let
Cards are dealt dinner table’s set

Acquiescing - Pennan Brae - Picked

“Too Much” is a lean proto assault inspired in part by Dave Allan’s “Blues Theme” and early Stooges, with blazing fuzz as loud as ever, primal groove at its rawest, and sweaty howling peak.  

Lyrically the song's theme, “Vices are the virtues that tear you apart.”  The temptations that cross your path will be your demise.

Tightrope Ride

Too Much

Too Much ● Rick Shaffer

'Super Storm' is Track #5 off the 'The Garden Series, Vol. 2: Picked' album. The music video plays:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WycV1krGP_4

Lyrics:

Hi there what is your name					
Never want to be who’s to blame
Hey now what’s up with you
Don’t want to play nobody’s fool 

Never wanted anyone else					
Wish you all the best in good health
Loved you above everything else
Wish you much success and great wealth

So now what is your game					
Things don’t really seem that unchanged
Hey now what is the score
And are you gonna dish out some more

Never liked the cards I was dealt				
Imagine just how I might have felt
Tried to make it clearly spelt out
Never took a shot below belt

You said hey take a pill Bill and try to relax		
Why not stop and chill Phil and check all of facts 
I can’t stop to spend time and try to discern 
Each and every one of your petty concerns

Lord I’m spinning round like a hurricane (round & round & round & round)	
Coming on and driving the howling rain (driving in the howling rain)
Yes I’m thundering strong like a superstorm (round & round & round & round)
Winding up and striking in lightning form (striking in a lightning form)
Hey there why leave so soon				
Sun has yet to lasso the moon
So put back on your gloves
Did not intend for push come to shove

Bring it down one more notch
Don’t shipwreck hard on whiskey and rocks
Hey let’s lower the mast
Reel in the long line you have cast

Never want to be put on spot				
Really quite content with my lot
Got no need to take the last shot 
Some may like it hot but I not 

You said why don’t you move along on your merry way 	
Don’t think to stop to bother us with all that you say
I got no time to reassess and take a detour
With some petty petition which you aim to procure

Lord I’m spinning round like a hurricane	
Coming on and driving the howling rain
Yes I’m thundering strong like a superstorm
Winding up and striking in lightning form

Lord I’m spinning round like a hurricane (round & round & round & round)	
Coming on and driving the howling rain (driving in the howling rain)
Yes I’m thundering strong like a superstorm (round & round & round & round)
Winding up and striking in lightning form (striking in a lightning form)

Super Storm - Pennan Brae - Picked

'Dominos' is off Pennan Brae's 11th album, 'The Garden Series, Vol. 2: Picked'.

Dominos

Dominos - Pennan Brae - Picked

Influenced by sci-fi space opera movie genre, this song is a retro party in zero-g! Star Goes Nova takes Jane Fonda's 1968 classic Barbarella into a dubstep psychedelic future. Sci-fi synth melodies over dubstep vibes and grime bass release us from gravity as we dance on our starship through outer space.
Star Goes Nova, aka Christine, is a music composer, sound engineer, producer and multi-instrumentalist who creates epic Neoclassical Electronica stories that combine real instruments with EDM sonics. Star Goes Nova is redefining EDM musical creativity and sonic innovation.

Star Goes Nova

Phat Barbarella

The Woman - The River

A kiss, perhaps stolen with shyness, but in which you can find an ocean of emotions.

"The Kiss" is a song taken from the album "Si Ci Sono Anche'Io", published by the pianist composer Stephen Schlaks during his stay in Italy, the result of the artistic partnership with the master Vince Tempera and the melodic influences that Schlaks listened to on Italian radio stations of that period.

Stephen Schlaks - The Kiss (orchestral cover)

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Stephen Schlaks - The Kiss (orchestral cover)

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