tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18315539436122044172011-07-28T18:57:42.485-07:00Sound Art. Central California. Short form mind control and blistering heat by Brandon Earl BristowIF SURF WAS NINEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16743428728573463208noreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831553943612204417.post-72514207896781533072008-09-05T10:21:00.000-07:002008-09-08T12:39:46.497-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvaf-r0TZ6Q/SMFr82dE1YI/AAAAAAAAABI/5TjB_UxpSA0/s1600-h/LongboardHabitDVD-7.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242590134389757314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kvaf-r0TZ6Q/SMFr82dE1YI/AAAAAAAAABI/5TjB_UxpSA0/s400/LongboardHabitDVD-7.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kvaf-r0TZ6Q/SMFr2Ycv6EI/AAAAAAAAABA/yrCkWfDs_Ow/s1600-h/LongboardHabitDVD-7.jpg"></a><br /><br /><div>Music of Brandon Bristow is currently featured in the newly-released surf film “Longboard Habit” – A Burnt Toast/Katz Eye Production.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Also featured in the newly-released Dave Parsa surf film “Live”<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/”http://www.brandonbristow.com/Movies.html”">Live – A Music and Surfing Experience</a></div><div><img src="http://www.brandonbristow.com/LIVE_front.jpg" /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.brandonbristow.com/">BrandonBristow.com</a><br /><br /><br /><br />Peace,<br />BB</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831553943612204417-7251420789678153307?l=ifsurfwasnine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>IF SURF WAS NINEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16743428728573463208noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831553943612204417.post-22882368850281038492008-06-02T19:24:00.000-07:002008-06-02T22:40:44.378-07:00My name is <strong>Brandon Earl Bristow</strong> and this will be my brief attempt to be clear. After which, all bets are off.<br /><br />Straight ahead story telling is almost an impossibility for me.<br />(I blame the English language at least partially)<br />Any idea that has an ounce of grace or insight comes up straight against it with a loud hyper suppressed clang!<br /><br />and there we are....<br />goddamn forced into <strong>poetry. </strong><br /><strong></strong><br />Well here I am, knee deep in blog land and I am already questioning my agenda. Do I have one?<br />I would suppose that I do.<br />I make up songs.<br />generally they are words set to music and I record them. I have become a <strong>producer</strong> for lack of a better word, purely as a means to an end. I love music.<br /><br />My first intention was simply just to post my song lyrics here to avoid dealing with my website( <a href="http://www.brandonbristow.com/">www.BrandonBristow.com</a> )<br />Maybe this can be something more unique than that. <br /><br />Hope to hear from ya~ More soon, B<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831553943612204417-2288236885028103849?l=ifsurfwasnine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>IF SURF WAS NINEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16743428728573463208noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831553943612204417.post-75130632228527283462008-06-02T10:17:00.000-07:002008-06-02T10:53:28.662-07:00A CRACK IN THE SIDEWALK (RIVERMOUTH) 2007<br /><br />words and music by Brandon Earl Bristow<br /><img alt="Add Image" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/gl.photo.gif" border="0" /><br />there's a crack in the sidewalk<br />and I'm taking it up as a good sign<br />roots in the water<br />it's about time<br /><br />take up your pickax<br />I'll take up mine<br />bring down the walls and let the water down river<br />maybe the world will forgive us in time<br /><br />hey lonely mamma, well tell me do you feel it?<br />they take when you give em'<br />so don't you let them steal you away<br /><br />see all your children, playing in the street<br />you'll tell them your story when you're oh so old<br />see the tears roll down their cheeks<br />their crying freedom, so called freedom<br />you're all american in back of a gun<br />with you're reason, so called reason<br />look into your heart and pick yourself a one love<br /><br />there's a crack in the sidewalk<br />and I'm taking it up as a good sign<br />roots in the water<br />it's about time<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831553943612204417-7513063222852728346?l=ifsurfwasnine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>IF SURF WAS NINEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16743428728573463208noreply@blogger.com