Broke Generation EP

by BREVE

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kelly archer A somber waltz for what must be a beautiful woman-muse. She Gets Around is an intimate piece that I can't seem to get enough of.

Broke Generation as a whole defined BREVE's dark, atmospheric and not to mention dynamic shaping of sound. Great mixing dougal. Keep it coming! Favorite track: Universe.
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This is the debut EP for Melbourne three-piece, Breve.

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released May 30, 2014

All songs written by Dougal Shaw

Produced/Recorded/Mixed by Dougal Shaw
Mastered by Tony 'Jack the Bear' Mantz
Cover artwork by Phil Shaw
Back Cover Photography by Toby Fitzgerald

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BREVE Melbourne, Australia

Dougal/Toby/Billy. Three dudes making dark, trippy tunes.

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Track Name: She Gets Around
She’s everywhere I am
Like a river’s bed she twists and bends
She snakes her way through city streets
Through valley walls and to the sea
She gets around

She’s everything I need
If I wanna go she’s sure to take me
Through country town and mountain range
Enticing movement encouraging change
She gets around

Shes gets around she gets around
Because she gets around I get around

She takes everyone I know
She takes us everywhere we go
Inside the hill, above the river
Wherever we ask she can deliver
‘Cause she gets around

She gets around she gets around
Because she gets around I get around
Track Name: Fool Moon
There’s a cloud that dwells inside
There’s a feeling and he finds it hard to describe
He’s a blackhead on a fool moon floating in space
You gotta keep you’re toe on the line
And you got an infinite reminder of the time
And you’re freedom’s on a billboard tellin ya where to spend you’re next pay
He’s got a soggy blanket on his bed
Yeah his heart feels like it’s made of lead
And he doesn’t know how much longer that he can bear the load

Hey it’s a blue moon
They say it’s gonna back off soon
Maybe it’s a fool moon

He’s got a pain behind his eyes
From spending too much time peering back inside
But what you think is crazy is someone else’s sane
Got a brain tree in his head
He’s tryna stop the roots from creepin down his neck
And even though he never really thinks he can
He always finds a way
He’s just another concrete jungle monkey
Caffeine weed nicotine junky
Maybe that’s why he’s so fucking anxious
Maybe it’s just the moon

Hey it’s a blue moon
They say it’s gonna back off soon
Maybe it’s a fool moon

Hold on
He keeps on tellin’ himself
Hold on
They say it’s gonna back off
Hold on
He keeps on tellin himself’
Hold on
Track Name: Universe
You, you don’t owe me
You, you have made me and I’ll return to you
You have made me and I’ll return to you

You
You and me
You are me
And I am you
Track Name: Broke Generation
Waking up

A rare ray of sun shines through my cheap tint lense and pierces my retina
Drinking black death and so I guess I’m no worse off from where I was
All I need now is a cigarette and I’ll be hip like all the rest
Kids of our broke generation
Walking breathing somewhat living but not so much alive
Most certainly broke broken breaking down or broken up

Broken government
System of fear crashing
They never told us we were puppets
The kids are waking up, waking up

Waking up

Wandering going somewhere where some not knowing but most certainly going
Wondering confused attempts to make the sense for infinite things that haven’t got any
A reality undefined but undeniably crumbling broken
We’re broken
Walking delirious foggy eyed hungover and coming down but most certainly waking up and almost living

Broken government
System of fear crashing
They never told us we were puppets
The kids are waking up waking up

Waking up