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Brouhaha (LP)

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1.
Paradise doesn’t exist anymore, I smoked it all up like a big fresh zoot, You know it, you know it’s getting hot in here, We’re still waiting for the air to clear, That’s right, that’s right, that’s right, right now, That’s how we’re living for evermore, Don’t wanna look out for your fellow man, Gotta capitalize on everything you can. HUH! We’re not cool, We’re not cool, We’re not cool, anymore, We’re not cool, We’re not cool, We’re not cool, anymore, We’re not cool, We’re not cool, We’re not cool, anymore, We’re not cool, We’re not cool, We’re not cool, anymore, Second verse still same as the first, You’re fooling yourself if you think things will change, Man’s a habitual animal bent on self destruction, I envy the ones who are obsessed with abduction, Here we are, here we go, go, go now, We’re a straight up bunch, not asking for much, Smash it up, take no shit and break it down, Gotta take it from the bank, gotta take it to the town! We’re not cool, we’re not cool, we’re not cool, anymore, We’re not cool, we’re not cool, we’re not cool, anymore, We’re not cool, we’re not cool, we’re not cool, anymore, We’re not cool, we’re not cool, we’re not cool, anymore. We’re dancing on the razors edge again, We’re dancing on the razors edge again, We’re dancing on the razors edge again, We’re dancing on the razors edge again! (repeat) I’ll drink til I die, I’ll die til I drink, They say it’ll kill ya but I’m already dead inside, Always got my eye on the prize, And the prize is a sweet and painless demise, I’ll do it, I’ll do it, I’ll do it for you, Just gotta ask nice and say daddy please, The furture’s not set there’s no fate but what we make, You’re mother’s still pissed cause you’re a mistake!
2.
Wreckless 04:00
You can barely remember exactly what happened, Let alone predict the future, or what lies within, You hope nobody will, recognize your face, The classes are walking by in somebody else’s race, You swear that you were destined to be anyone but you… …know you trust the wrong people now it’s up to you! Somebody tell us what it’s all about, We don’t know it we don’t want it, Somebody tell us what it’s all about, We don’t know it we don’t want it! I take my coffee black, no sugar anymore, Deprived myself of pleasure, ah now we struck a chord, You’re listening to me louder, I can’t speak when I’m blinded, I’m wailing on myself again, it’s nonsense, But it really doesn’t matter now I’ll be getting on… …and off this train of thought, It’s doesn’t hurt so bad anymore. Somebody tell us what it’s all about, We don’t know it we don’t want it, Somebody tell us what it’s all about, We don’t know it we don’t want it! You left yourself wide open hoping for the best, When they took it all your eye-yes are swollen, And now-ow-ow you’re jaded like the rest, You trust it… and you hold it. It’s a foolish fucking notion that you can get ahead… …a head start only helps when you’re in the race! Somebody tell us what it’s all about, We don’t know it we don’t want it, Somebody tell us what it’s all about, We don’t know it we don’t want it! And when will you tell yourself the truth? Look me in the eyes, accept your words are lies! And when will you tell yourself the truth? Look me in the eyes, accept your words are lies! And when will you tell yourself the truth? Look me in the eyes, accept your words are lies! And when will you tell yourself the truth? Look me in the eyes, accept your words are lies!
3.
The Enemy 03:45
You’re so critical, and still you boast, Never slow down or it’s roast, roast, roast, You’ve got it all right, they’ve got you all wrong, Throw down the gloves, we ain’t getting along! WHOA-OH-OH-OH I’m not your enemy! WHOA-OH-OH-OH I’m here for clarity! WHOA-OH-OH-OH I’m not your enemy! WHOA-OH-OH-OH I’m here for clarity! Big generator, not in control, Punk rock ideals fueled by alcohol, Hey navigator, you’ve lost your way, How emasculating to be caught this way! WHOA-OH-OH-OH I’m not your enemy! WHOA-OH-OH-OH I’m here for clarity! WHOA-OH-OH-OH I’m not your enemy! WHOA-OH-OH-OH I’m here for clarity! You know exactly what they wanna hear, None of that shit from yester-year, You think you’re sharp as a tack, superior intellect, You’re a hateful breed with a disconnect! WHOA-OH-OH-OH I’m not your enemy! WHOA-OH-OH-OH I’m here for clarity! WHOA-OH-OH-OH I’m not your enemy! WHOA-OH-OH-OH I’m here for clarity!
4.
Please keep your shirt on in the pit, It’s really hot but you’re way too slick, We came for the punk, you brought the funk, Now we smell just like your junk! If your shirt is off, please put it on, If it’s long gone, go buy a new one! If your shirt is off, please put it on, If it’s long gone, go buy a new one! I was slam dancing when it happened, Tripped in the crowd, and fell to the ground, My face hit your back, into your crevasse, Now I know the taste of your swass. If your shirt is off, please put it on, If it’s long gone, go buy a new one! If your shirt is off, please put it on, If it’s long gone, go buy a new one! Please keep it on/we need the traction, When it gets slippery/I want out of the action, I’m not that mad/I think it’s rotten, All I want it/separation by cotton! Please keep it on/we need the traction, When it gets slippery/I want out of the action, I’m not that mad/I think it’s rotten, All I want it/separation by cotton! When in punk rock society, We need limits to impropriety, Even Hal Johnson and Matthew McConaughey, Know when they should sport a tee-ee!
5.
Oh how the sky came out to play, I dreamed for the sun to stay, The need to the keep the wolves at bay, I barely won the day! Now I run scared, Thought I was so well prepared, Prayed my soul might be spared, This feeling once again declared! MAYBE IT’S ME, OH MAYBE IT’S YOU, MAYBE IT’S ME, OH MAAAAAY! MAYBE IT’S ME, OH MAYBE IT’S YOU, MAYBE IT’S ME, OH MAAAAAY! Need to hunt for the words, To say to you while the clouds roll in, Before the day turns to night, And I give in to sin! Need to climb the wall, To reach you before the boulders fly, Before I’m buried in the, Collections of your eye! MAYBE IT’S ME, OH MAYBE IT’S YOU, MAYBE IT’S ME, OH MAAAAAY! MAYBE IT’S ME, OH MAYBE IT’S YOU, MAYBE IT’S ME, OH MAAAAAY! Are the feelings still here? Does the spark remain? Was the fantasy ever real? Or just in vain? As the mourning breaks, And I return to me moulding cell, To tie myself to the stake, A Prometheus burn! MAYBE IT’S ME, OH MAYBE IT’S YOU, MAYBE IT’S ME, OH MAAAAAY! MAYBE IT’S ME, OH MAYBE IT’S YOU, MAYBE IT’S ME, OH MAAAAAY!
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Brain Dead 03:23
It all started when the bombs came around, Now they're here again they don't always make a sou-ound, I see the people carrying the fire, Some seek the steeple but end up on the pyre, Can't see the forest through the burning trees, Can't heal the spot on sorest of the knees! How many men must become a martyr? Generation desolate, they say they had it harder! This world is insane we're doing it again! This world is insane we're doing it again! Maybe calamity is just in our range! We crave lunacy and refuse to change! We get the result wash rinse repeat, It's just a big insult there’s carrion in the street, No good for me, no morals for you, Stuck in this zoo with cages and the glue. Are you comfortable my distinguished guest? Sorry for this ugly mess that we left, Hard not to spew and not to learn Bring another round let’s watch this fucker burn! This world is insane we're doing it again! This world is insane we're doing it again! Maybe calamity is just in our range! We crave lunacy and refuse to change! This world is insane we're doing it again! This world is insane we're doing it again! Maybe calamity is just in our range! We crave lunacy and refuse to change! This world is insane we're doing it again! This world is insane we're doing it again! Maybe calamity is just in our range! We crave lunacy and refuse to change!
8.
Georgia! Straight to the point! Georgia! Straight to the point! Georgia! Straight to the point! Georgia! Georgia! Georgia! Sooo-oh she said, He always changes when he’s with a new girl, Moves around in his mind, The only thing I know is he left us alone, Condemning us all. And I don’t have much contrast anymore, I’m lifted off the ground, We’re moved on and on, abandoned further, Left in this mess! Georgia! Straight to the point! Georgia! Straight to the point! Georgia! Straight to the point! Georgia! Georgia! Georgia! Sooo-oh she said, The love of my life, the father of mine, He’s screaming far too much, Not listening anymore to what we say, And I know we won’t be around. Arguments cease, a ceasefire, Gives way to smoother waters, We’re moved on and on, abandoned further, Until we fall! Georgia! Straight to the point! Georgia! Straight to the point! Georgia! Straight to the point! Georgia! Georgia! Georgia! (It’s) Just a suggestion and you’re walking away, A smashed fist against a wall, It’s tougher to change than dying alone, Leaving dust of memories. We still fight sometimes, for nothing at all, Drop all your facts and misguided ways, We’re moved on and on, abandoned further, We love you anyways! Nice views on wasted days, It’s good to look back sometimes. Don’t kill too many years, ‘cause those years will kill you. Georgia! Straight to the point! Georgia! Straight to the point! Georgia! Straight to the point! Georgia! Georgia! Georgia! 
9.
IDWTKYWMBKL 03:28
They don’t know what they want, and they don’t know what they’re missing, You can throw yourself right at them, but they won’t have any of it, So what if we are, so what if we aren’t, we sure as hell aren’t anything perfect, But neither are you, so who do you think you are? So fuck you! We’re headed out again, so let me just let me finish this glass, Pick up yourself, can you walk in a straight line? We go where we want, we want where we go, we don’t know where we’re headed, Don’t get in our way, we don’t want any trouble, there’s no turning back! WHOA-OH-OH! DON’T YOU GIVE UP! WHOA-OH-OH! DON’T YOU GIVE UP! WHOA-OH-OH! DON’T YOU GIVE UP! WHOA-OH-OH! DON’T YOU GIVE UP! I’d like to think we learned, but honestly I’m more aware than that, Trying to change is honourable but I prefer to see results, I’m not a patient man, not a quiet one, not one to stand right where I am, I’ll give you a chance, I’ll give you a sec, now’s your chance to leave me impressed. WHOA-OH-OH! DON’T YOU GIVE UP! WHOA-OH-OH! DON’T YOU GIVE UP! WHOA-OH-OH! DON’T YOU GIVE UP! WHOA-OH-OH! DON’T YOU GIVE UP! We’re the last to leave, but never the first to come, Take it from you’re definitely the one who’s missing out, Nothing to give, not giving a damn, hep hep, picking it up, Throwing it down, taking the town, you know we’re not fucking around! WHOA-OH-OH! DON’T YOU GIVE UP! WHOA-OH-OH! DON’T YOU GIVE UP! WHOA-OH-OH! DON’T YOU GIVE UP! WHOA-OH-OH! DON’T YOU GIVE UP! WHOA-OH-OH! DON’T YOU GIVE UP! WHOA-OH-OH! DON’T YOU GIVE UP! WHOA-OH-OH! DON’T YOU GIVE UP! WHOA-OH-OH! DON’T YOU GIVE UP!
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ONE TWO THREE FOUR! I never subscribe to punkrock ideals, To tell you the truth, I’m way more fucking real, Think on my own, I’m the one who decides, There’s no place where my affiliation lies! And there’s no way to change your mind, I still try even though it’s a waste of time! And there’s no way to change your mind, I still try even though it’s a waste of time! Political party, Political party, Political party, Where’s the keg? Political party, Political party, Political party, Where’s the keg? Nothing's weaker than always agreeing, With everything one of those talking heads says, You're nothing better than an apologist, Wish we could cut you off like an infected cyst! And there’s no way to change your mind, I still try even though it’s a waste of time! And there’s no way to change your mind, I still try even though it’s a waste of time! Political party, Political party, Political party, Where’s the keg? Political party, Political party, Political party, Where’s the keg? Political party, Political party, Political party, Where’s the keg? Political party, Political party, Political party, Where’s the keg? You’re better off without the opinions you formulate, Using the internet to masturbate, Whole damn feeds full of shitposts and memes, It’s so damn stupid it makes me want to scream! And there’s no way to change your mind, I still try even though it’s a waste of time! And there’s no way to change your mind, I still try even though it’s a waste of time! Political party, Political party, Political party, Where’s the keg? Political party, Political party, Political party, Where’s the keg? Political party, Political party, Political party, Where’s the keg? Political party, Political party, Political party, Where’s the keg?
11.
The Foyer 03:35
I want to look at you, Without wondering what you think of me, Please say that you’re going stick around, Or maybe you’ll just blow me off. I hope you know that I think of you, When I’m at all alone at home, I’m naked right where I stand, You make me wait, and I understand. Congratulations, I hate you now, (WHOA-OH-OH) Congratulations, it’s all your fault, (WHOA-OH-OH) Congratulations, I can take the blame, (WHOA-OH-OH) Congratulations, I fell for you… Remember that week that we went missing? And your parents started looking, Didn’t make it past the foyer, 1-1-2 asked if you were ok, (more than ok!) You said “don’t mess my hair”, I agreed but I was totally lying, Doesn’t matter anyhow, We’re not going anywhere. Congratulations, I hate you now, (WHOA-OH-OH) Congratulations, it’s all your fault, (WHOA-OH-OH) Congratulations, I can take the blame, (WHOA-OH-OH) Congratulations, I fell for you… Tonight I have a theory, It’s February and you’re never home, Cause you’re with the one you love, When it comes to push and shove, You always take my side, And I’m beside myself again, We’re the same we might destroy, Each other but you won’t take my hand! Congratulations, I hate you now, (WHOA-OH-OH) Congratulations, it’s all your fault, (WHOA-OH-OH) Congratulations, I can take the blame, (WHOA-OH-OH) Congratulations, I fell for you…
12.
I’m an errand boy, that’s the way that she wants me, I’m on loan from the way I used to be, I can talk but I’m more inclined to yell, At the top of my lungs it’s a good pain and she can tell. I just wanna, I just wanna be hurt! I just wanna, I just wanna be hurt! I just wanna, I just wanna be hurt! I just wanna, I just wanna be hurt! Are you with that, are you into something good, You got me pegged, got me where I want to beg, You think I’d know by now, the way that I wanna be, Now I dress, a sweet caress, I want you to be mean. I just wanna, I just wanna be hurt! I just wanna, I just wanna be hurt! I just wanna, I just wanna be hurt! I just wanna, I just wanna be hurt! It’s all nitrate, it’s a rush, no it’s not alright, I’m glory boy, that’s my story, and I’m so tight, Say my name, say me name, I won’t reply at all, My mother taught me well, not to talk when my mouth is full. I just wanna, I just wanna be hurt! I just wanna, I just wanna be hurt! I just wanna, I just wanna be hurt! I just wanna, I just wanna be hurt! I just wanna, I just wanna be hurt! I just wanna, I just wanna be hurt! I just wanna, I just wanna be hurt! I just wanna, I just wanna be hurt!

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Brouhaha is our third full-length release!

The Brass Action is:
Mael - sax
Evan - drums
Tys - trombone
Ry - guitar/lead vox
G - bass/backup vox
Rich - trumpet/backup vox

Dedicated to the loving memory of Sharon Kelly.

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released April 13, 2019

Recorded, mixed, and mastered by Doug Fury at Fortissimo Sound in Vancouver, BC

All songs written by The Brass Action. Melody on IDWTKYWMBKL by Mike Dorval

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Thanks for everything! We decided to call it quits right before the pandemic hit Canada. Check out our last show on YouTube!

The Brass Action was high-energy horn-driven punk at its finest! This 6-piece Vancouver Ska Punk band brought it for 12 years with Psychobilly, Rockabilly and Reggae influences! We danced, skanked, moshed, sweat, and that's why we were called The Brass Action.
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