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Beam On

by Berry Breene

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1.
Elysium 02:48
You gotta go slow You gotta go, slow down residential streets, residential streets Hound barks, loose and wild, game on shriek unseen self speed to the stop, you gotta go slow, slow down Bounce Nonstop, hug the rim, watch water spiral down Sewage spews, ancient river fills as hard rains fall You gotta go, slow down. You gotta go, slow down! When obstruction leaves the sun, embrace the light and shine in the dark Outletless streets lead to elysium, speed toward the void Gotta go, slow down, I'm tryin to go slow down, I'm trying to go, slow down residential streets
2.
California 02:57
There's a fire burning like, California and the wind manipulates the chaos of the flame. There's a wind howling just like Chicago it fuels and deprives the fire of it's air There's a sun shining like Colorado, it's bright and dry and way up in the sky Gas lights once hung on these walls, now, currents surge inside wires, contained There's an ocean, heavy, like the air in New Orleans It hugs like a blanket all around There's a river rolling like the hills of Pennsylvania and water survives to tell the tale There's a water rocking like the thick fog of London it sways like mesmerizing hips There's a love hiding inside, walls built by fear and pain Tear them down and try to be brave There's a rock, indelible like sounds of Nashville haunting the corridors of night There's a mountain crooked as Amsterdam where buildings lean drunk for centuries There's a light trapped inside currents surging in wires, contained The ancient ache of the self restrained There's a fire burning like California.
3.
Those Times 02:53
That once you were lonesome and at once you were free and those times you were empty and at once surrounded by me Ooohhh And at once you nurtured and those times you destroyed an that once I was praised and at once they crucified me Once Bare we see walls full of time--- ahhh That once, it rains and waters rise despite the sun and that once you were buoyant and so you float as it floods Oooohhh Those times underground remember times in the air and that once you were weightless and at once anchored by me Oooohhh Once bare we see walls full of time
4.
Here we go again I promise to allow myself to see fault in my children to be I don't want to hear him, hope he don't hear me I'm not alone, despite the feeling Here we go again, Here we go again Let's move to Dublin, where we can cuddle the cats professionally we'll stand at the shoreline and watch the waves crash, we'll never have felt so free and here we go again, To some new place we'll begin We moved to Dublin, where we just struggled with the drink, like everyone else, but as we know there was no need to go so far to embarrass ourselves and Here we go again, Here we go again Constantly worried that love's getting low while there's no one at our backs I'll sit here along on my high lonesome throne awaiting a counter attack and Here we go again, I see the ships rolling in A ghost at the helm with a captive crew they've come for our hearts and our peace the loons are a- calling their own ghostly warning that night is befalling me and Here we go again, Here we go again I thought watching the water over and over in time would grow old to me, but year after year it's suddenly clear the only thing older is me and Here I go again, Here we go again
5.
In the little creek I'll wash my wounds and heal them from inside There's a little creek flowing right through me it's on fire from all the oil The heart a sunken fire, abandoned coal mine set aflame the creek snuffed it out Ooohhh, Ooohhhhhh, Ooohh There's a little creak in the floor board when I look a ghost is there If I hugged a tree forever would it grow right into me? Maybe down the little creek Ooooohhh, die die die, Oooooohhhhh The little creek is a savior, indeed to the waters that don't succeed If I were a balloon I'd fly away and then I'd turn to stone Oooohhh ooohhhh lie die de die, ooohhhh In the little creek the self runs deep and I'm fishing for my worth
6.
Gold 03:26
Come home come to your queen, to your queen Come home, come feed me, feed me and bow down, bow bend the knee, bend the knee And then the day was done, you bowed to everyone maybe now you can feel free strike gold, bend the knee Leaves die, leaves fall life renews, eventually Run, Don't Run! Return to me, return to me and Love harder, love squeeze me And then the day grew dark, they can't be told apart in dreams the day lives on and gold becomes the sun Dogs howl, dogs herd the sheep, herd the sheep and howl louder, howl call for me, call for me and smile bigger, smile be pretty for me and then the day was done You smiled at everyone maybe now you can feel free eat gold and pass the gleam
7.
The Love 03:32
Sucked inside the teal, by a vacuum of a soul revealing a carnival of color and sound I'd never seen I'd never heard, I'd never seen I've never heard And the love is higher than the wind Here i stand in my freedom i know flight, it ain't no super power convinced by a masked bird that I'll never be seen I'll never be seen never to be seen and never to be heard And the love is louder than the thunder Eggshells speckle the landscape curiosity dismantles the clock and now Frankenstein's monster croaks a haunting tickless-tock never to be seen and never to be heard never to be seen and never to be heard and the love it the scariest monster My empty quiver key digested to ether the consumed disappear never to be seen and never to be heard to be seen and never to be heard and the love is bigger than a heart can contain and the love is bigger than a heart can contain
8.
How many times can I feel this way? Who knew growing up meant numb? I don't know what I mean to say but it's on the tip of my tongue. Tangled words on the floor, my clothes in a ball in my head, cobwebs just sleep who knew getting older could make the eyes fail except for but to weep? Can't even go down dog, there's nothing in town, dog, the streets are full of empty How many times can I feel this way? Who knew growing up meant full? I know what I mean to say but I sound like a damn fool tangled words on the floor, my clothes in a ball in my head cobwebs just sleep who knew getting older could make the eyes fail, except for but to weep? Can't even go down dog, there's nothing in town, dog the streets are full of empty

about

The bulk of Beam On was recorded during a very special time, before the world shut down, with stellar humans at a cozy cottage on a magical lake in Ontario, Canada. More recording was completed back home in Pittsburgh, PA at Mr Smalls Recording Studio with Nate Campisi.

Special thanks to Kelsey Robinson, Jon David Russell, Jeff Ryan, Pat Coyle, Nate Campisi, Brian Reyburn, Samir Gangwani, Samantha Nelson, Dawn Posey, Maija Anstine, & Nadine Sherman for their participation in the creation of the album. Extra special thanks for all my friends and family who helped make this music happen with financial contributions while I was undergoing cancer treatment during a global pandemic!

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released May 7, 2021

All songs written by Berry Breene.
Produced by Nate Campisi, Jon David Russell, Berry Breene.
Executive Producer: Nick Halaby

Recorded at a cottage on Barry's Bay, Ontario, Canada, September 24th-October 4th, 2019.
Album mixed at Mr. Smalls Recording Studio, Pittsburgh, Pa
Recorded and mixed by Nate Campisi
Mastered by Daniel Shearin
Album Art: Berry Breene and Aaron Labaki

Berry Breene - Lead vocals, acoustic guitar
Nate Campisi- bass guitar
Kelsey Robinson- backing vocals (tracks 1, 3, 5, 6, 7)
Brian Reyburn - backing vocals (track 7)/ lyric contribution (track 4)/ guitar (tracks 4 & 8)
Jeff Ryan drums/percussion (all songs except track 8)
Pat Coyle- drums/percussion (tracks 1 & 8)
Samir Gangwani- french horns
Jon David Russell- glockenspiel/piano/organ/rhodes/12 string guitar/string arrangement and composition
Muse String Quartet:
Samantha Nelson - violin
Dawn Posey- violin
Maija Anstine- viola
Nadine Sherman- Cello

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Berry sings in the band Her Ladyship, is a visual artist, real estate agent and breast cancer survivor.

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