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The Triads of Impairment Part 3 - Interaction

by Brian Curran Acoustic

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1.
Max 00:28
2.
Rant 02:57
I'm not punk enough or as crusty as I should be I don’t get fucked up too much, but I'm no longer 23 I don’t like fights at gigs or the trendy hipster crowd And the more you’re in my face, the more I'm going to stick around RANT. Listen to this RANT So what the fuck does punk mean to you? I'm asking the question, because I haven’t got a clue My whole life has been raised on this shit But it seems my ethics and my politics no longer seem to fit RANT. Listen to me RANT So I'm too PC because I don’t eat meat I'm anti-fascist and want the Nazis of our streets I don’t sing about it all the time as I don’t always see the point But I'm still punk up here boys and girls and that’s what counts RANT
3.
Process 02:42
You follow a process, a process A process with real consequence It’s only a process, a process That impacts on the lives of people every day Whether they can stay here and live or can get money to feed their kids Follow a process, just a harmless process Built on misguided policy Follow the process, keep following the process To criminalise and ostracise those most in need And lock them up, force them out Chew them up and spit them out in the street From the micro to the macro It’s all just a cycle And they’ll grab us all by the throat And they’ll choke and they’ll choke and choke And refer us back Refer us back to the start of the process.
4.
Ebb & Flow 03:48
I'm packed up and I'm ready to go Take the ebb with the flow I got paid £5 last night If I get twenty today, I'm going to be all right Anyone and everyone Anything and everything Got to put yourself out there Anyone can change anything I’ll have a beer and a bite to eat Some fuel in the tank and a place to sleep Reconnect with the network of friends We need the means if we’re to make any change No place for rock stars, so keep your egos at the door There won’t be no guarantees and you’ll be happy on my floor I've been around long enough to see who is here for the ride So take your mask off, I've seen through your disguise From the players to the bookers From the scenesters to the onlookers Everyone’s got their part to play This aint a business, this is DIY.
5.
Dreams 02:40
I never wanted to be a rock star I never wanted to have a job I'm just a drop out, in full employment I'm just like every poor sod out there But hey, I can dream I’d be lying if I didn't say That I’d rather play guitar, than work for minimum wage And you say I've missed the boat But I'm telling you right now that I never even wanted to get on it I'm living the dream This one goes out to people like me Stuck in a shit job and keeping it real I may be jaded, but I'm still playing And I'm on this stage for you all to see Still living the dream.
6.
I walked into a crowded room and I headed straight for the window I put my hands over my ears and stared out to the concrete sea Lots of white noise, so I started making some of my own I may be standing by myself, sometimes I want to be alone I ain't an expert, I don’t have a PhD No special insight into ASD But we’re all the same human kind Accept our differences I sometimes live in isolation in an over-crowded world So many social cues, I don’t know what to do can you give me a clue? I may need you to come and take the first step Sometimes I need help, need help to connect I aint an expert, I don’t have a PhD No special insight into ASD But we’re all the same human kind Respect our differences.
7.
They said he was a man Of a certain age He went to the pub Came home in a drunken rage His family walk on egg shells For the fear of a Friday night Stay in your bedroom Stay out of sight Oh darling I love you, won’t you forgive me just one more time She’s wearing sun glasses even when the sun don’t shine He’s got his wife by the scruff of her hair And he’s kicking and punching her at the bottom of the stairs He takes off his belt to his oldest daughter Is this how you show your love? Hey Mr Arsehole What the fuck are you doing? Does it make you feel so powerful? How can you justify what you are doing? How can you justify the things that you've done? He says he’s sorry, he’ll never do it again But when Friday night comes round It’s the same routine And she says she’s going to leave him She’s going to change the locks But her catholic upbringing Means she’ll stick with her lot.
8.
Vacant 02:19
Your eyes seem fixed on a vision, a picture, something that you see An everlasting fleeting glimpse To me you look frustrated, but they tell me that you’re happy Sitting down facing front Staring at a wall Sitting down facing front Staring through a wall Sitting down facing front Staring at nothing at all The brain of a child In a broken down body and I'm not strong enough To be in your world They tell me that you’re happy and I hope you are. I want to know What do you see What do you feel when you look at me? What feelings and emotions do you conceal? Sitting down facing front Staring at a wall Sitting down facing front Staring through a wall Sitting down facing front Staring at nothing at all Or are you?
9.
Does this sound familiar? Well I ain't surprised It’s not original it’s just the same old thing So, press play Stick it on pause Repeat to fade And rehash again Nothing is truly original Nothing is truly unique It’s all just different versions Of the same old thing Up and down this fret board I play what I feel If it sounds like somebody else I’ll stick in a dischord to keep it real I ain't to worried About my credibility These songs are nothing new I take responsibility
10.
Let’s get Beck on the phone And tell your friends to tell everyone they know And don’t forget those guys up north It won’t be the same if they’re not here Let’s get the old guard out the woodwork It’s good to see the old faces We don’t see enough of each other So let’s be grateful or these times together I never said it would be perfect Because nothing is I’d travel thousands of miles For days like this I don’t want these days to end When’s the last time you hung out with all your friends? Some you haven’t seen in years And some you may never see again So let’s raise a glass to the ones that have passed And one for the next generation to come Wish them luck on their journey And look forward to the stories that’ll they’ll tell

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released August 6, 2015

All Music/Lyrics by Brian Curran except
Vacant - originally performed by Quarantine
Max - written and performed by Max Curran

All Guitars, Vocals - Brian Curran
Drums - Del Littlejohn
Ukulele - Max Curran

Recorded, Mixed and Mastered at Black Hen Recordings by Del Littlejohn

Front Cover art by Onnagh Cuinn

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Brian Curran Acoustic Glasgow, UK

Brian Curran is an acoustic singer/song writer who's roots are firmly placed in the Punk / DIY Scene.

After playing in numerous bands throughout the years such as Quarantine, Disaffect, Ruin, Debris and Scatha, he has written a collection of acoustic punk songs

Always on the lookout for gig, pretty much anywhere. Get in touch via www.facebookcom/BrianCurranAcoustic
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