Radio Volume 5th
Something about the year 2020 reminds me of eyes and seeing clearly.
The Eyes of God are upon you.
http://brianfusonie.com/Radio Volume 5th CD Booklet.pdf
http://brianfusonie.com/Radio Volume 5th TRAY CARD.pdf
SONGS:
http://brianfusonie.com/In The Eyes Of God (Master).m4a
http://brianfusonie.com/Wake Up Call (Master).m4a
http://brianfusonie.com/Channel Your Courage (Master).m4a
http://brianfusonie.com/Climate Control (Master).m4a
http://brianfusonie.com/Winter Wheat (Master).m4a
http://brianfusonie.com/America Street (Master).m4a
http://brianfusonie.com/Pocket Change (Master).m4a
http://brianfusonie.com/Red Setting Sun (Master).m4a
http://brianfusonie.com/Sound The Alarm (Master).m4a
http://brianfusonie.com/In Jerusalem (Master).m4a
Song Lyrics:
In The Eyes Of God:
In the Eyes of God are you a citizen? In the Eyes of God did you make the agreement?
Or are you mere occupant of this land, who never did agree to God's plan?
In the Eyes of God are you man enough, to agree to the real way of Love?
Not put yourself above, but equal to the rest -- equal to the task to always be at your best.
If you fail to be in God's Eyes a firm and sturdy tree, then how can you claim to be a "citizen" of the Free?
Do you want to be mere "occupant"? God will witness to the fact that you never had the courage
To live the Contract. In quiet you find the music of reason. It ends the dense fog desire for treason.
Let quiet lead the way, learn to pray, that in God's Eyes you will make the grade.
That quiet will lead to confidence; and confidence leads to action.
It will put aside your deathly attraction to ways that were only detraction.
You are only if in the Eyes of God a "Citizen," or a Fraud.
When I was young a dense fog enveloped my understanding,
In God's Eyes we did not have standing. We had not made fully the Contract.
We were in name only, not legal fact. Then in quiet I heard the music of reason,
To make the Agreement of Freedom.
Wake Up Call:
What call would it take to wake you up? What call would you take and not hang up?
From the Lord a message, a call that is clear: Hold fast to His promises, to all He holds dear.
For that day is coming, the renewal of the earth. First, the days of wrath, a call to be heard:
"Answer My call," Answer Him now. There is only one Truth, let yourself be found.
Wake up! Don't you know it is time to wake up? Wake up! For everything you have will be taken
If you do not learn to hearken to these words, that I sing of Truth.
Time to put away the ways of your youth. Let us sing! What call would it take to wake you up?
What call would you take and not hang up? I have tried to reach you, tried to make it clear
The end is fast approaching, that end draws near. "Answer My call, let yourself be found,"
Hear the voice of my song and sing it loud. Repeat its refrain for all generations to know
The way of the Lord never grows old. Wake up!
Channel Your Courage:
Channel your courage, muster your strength; Dare not wait, dare not drink
The poison of idolatry, the wine of decay. Channel your courage, fight for the Day
Of the Lord's revelation, of the promise of new. Muster your strength, be faithful, He will renew.
Channel your wisdom, guide the youth right. Carry your weight, be a beacon of light.
Channel your courage, guard against fright. Be not afraid to do what is right.
Not canons of arms, but canons of Law, you prepare in your hearts a sight to behold.
Channel your courage, honest not masks. Be not afraid to take this land back
From those who oathed to overthrow all law. Time to prosecute them, they went a-wall.
Channel your courage, with words not gun powder, for the Lord will honor with greater power,
And fashion an army armed with His Might, like David did to Goliath, we are in the right.
Channel your courage, prepare for the fight, as Moses did when he wandered upon heights
To hear the Lord's conviction, ordered and strong: "I send you forth, the battle is already won."
Climate Control:
Your control of birth gave birth to climate control. You took from His hands His rights over all.
He took from you all security, and began to bake the earth. Yet you pretend this "unconnected."
You did not learn. You have not read, you pretend you 'never heard.'
You said anything to control 'your own body' girl. Instead of live by the Law He designed.
Natural proof, not your evil lies. You instead became cheap dirt. You threw away your Nature worth.
Climate control belongs to Him who did make the beauty of your nature that you did forsake.
Climate control of your body increases the cost by millions of degrees.
Climate, who is in control? Climate, was it the lies they sold? Climate, and the lives they stole?
Climate, when will they know?
Now they sell you on 'Climate Control' instead of on who controls the climate.
And you use it to overwhelm your 'conscience' to ignore true thought, you ignore God's plan,
To plan your own course of action, one that denies Him His right over creation, over your body -- girl.
But you think your plan will 'better' run the world.
Climate degrees, increases in His hand with ease. Climate can cool, if you all stop playing fools.
Climate by degree, does not take a degree to know climate is in the Hands of Him who is in control.
Winter Wheat:
You made ale from the store of harvest, from the wheat we needed for scarce of months,
While you dined and laughed, you played merry with all. That was our harvest from the Fall.
In your heart you pretended you 'made it,' that you were living 'like a king.'
You taxed and stole from our granaries to spread your poison -- you did not sing.
"Therefore I will make the land drunk, and smash your lovers against you."
"The obelisk will be shattered in the Temple of the Sun." "And confusion will fill your vaults."
"Your days will be done."
You made fine breads from our winter wheat that we put in our granaries from sweat and the heat.
You dined on your bread like royals, and sold to us the bitter scraps.
Time to throw you like England off our backs.
And return the grain to those whose backs you broke.
"Your big-membered harlots will be ruined"
They sold themselves to forgeries, to trials and temptations.
They stole everything from this Nation.
"Time I take the land back!"
America Street:
Poverty stricken from poverty of heart, your wealth you have squandered, there is little left
Of when innocence was your way. Time to return to your glory days.
Iron and courage, of duty you served, to restore real peace, the Laws we once heard
Written on our hearts, burning flames of Freedom. When duty called, God did lead them.
Slavishly you served interests against Freedom. You sold the Gold Coast for celebrity and stardom.
You made your golden calf of wood beams and broken backs. You left the plain path
Under pretense 'you would not lack.' Sweat you did not labor, in luxury to ruined.
Your 'standard of living' brings the end of all life. In your own perverse image you sold and groomed them,
The generation to follow, no one can pay their price. Throw away your idols, throw out the trash.
Heap and burn your 'relics' of things that do not last. Pick up the future by recalling the past.
For a generation hungers for what God has. Time to rebuild America Street.
Time to pave clear America Street. The road can be long, America Street.
We place it in Your hands, America Street.
You leveled mountains, and built on the plains. Valleys were raised, until a road paved the way.
A path forged for Freedom, a path forged with tears. Remember, not weep. America Street.
Pocket Change:
You said: "You better change," but you still remained the same.
Instead of real solutions, your mind begot pollution. The cities became destitution.
So you threw at it dollar bills, instead of the real answer: "End their tyranny of thrills and pills."
You pocketed your corruption on the gall of your assumption: That "throwing money at the problem
Was better than God solving them." You pretend it was real change, but all you did was set the stage
For misery to grow as cancer. You were no Freedom dancer.
You pocketed the "change" you promised to make. You stole from our best intentions
For your design to fake 'a better way, a better path' that did forsake the time tested path of God,
For your own sake. You said: "You better change," but you had no intention of living what you preach,
Nor giving the way, to teach. Your empty promise could not reach the cities of destitution.
You pocketed your "change" like lawless prostitution.
Red Setting Sun:
Red setting sun, the mid-day is done. Red setting sun, the dream is now gone
If we fail to walk the path that can be only one; if we fail to heed the warnings of Love.
Red setting sun, the workers are none. Red setting sun, a fire in the heavens above
If we fail to live in accordance with Your Laws; if we fail to teach the meaning of real "awe."
It's too late! "The foundations will be shaken." It's too late! Because we failed to awaken.
It's too late! Unless we reverse our course. It's too late! The generation getting worse.
Red setting sun, the prophets warn that day will come. Red setting sun, when the earth will lose His love
Of the Agreement, the only Pact of Life; if we fail to obey, that day dark as night.
But there is hope of a different action; Hope God will take a different path,
If we obey and seek forgiveness for all we did that cannot last. It's too late!
The pruning did not prosper. It is time to take the axe to the tree that is not fruitful,
To its poison rotten yield; the authority of its Maker to wield an end to its disobedience.
An end to all who mocked the Creator of the universe, the Author of our lives.
Sound The Alarm:
"Sound the alarm," set the stage: "The Lord will send fire, His burning rage,"
Because the many lands have forgotten His way, and led the many peoples astray,
With drunken carousal and carrousel of lies, they tested their Maker, His Laws they denied.
"Sound the alarm," let all who hear know that day is coming; the end draws near.
"Sound the alarm in Zion," let His warning be heard. "Sound the alarm in Bethel,
Your hearts have turned" "My ways you have forgotten" "My Laws you did not obey"
"Sound the alarm in every land" "You will feel My strong Hand."
"Sound the alarm," set the stage. Stop pretending you 'do not know My ways.'
"Love is obedience to My every Law," I cry for an earth that went a-wall
With drunken carousal and carrousel of lies. With their own kerosene I will start the fire,
And "rage" will be My new Name -- until the earth is brought tamed.
"Sound the alarm," "the Lord has spoken." "Sound the alarm, the Contract was broken."
In Jerusalem:
Wailing Wall, old forgotten city. Children laughing in the street, they play before her fall.
O Ancient Days, the echo in the alleys. "Time to come home to Monotheology."
Shadows dance on that wall. The time has come, it will not be long.
Water still flows from the rock, drawn for us, the battle song.
Nights are cold, days are desert heat. I'm coming home, can you feel the beat
Of a heart that was broken, then climbed upon the heap, with children dancing in the street
In Jerusalem. Wailing Wall, the gravitation is pulling me, from where I stand, I can see her fall.
The weight of the years, the sanitation staring me: "Time to return her to proper Theology."
To build a wall, the bricks at our feet. A fortress, more than Ten feet high,
The chance to live, not die, on the New Earth, not some pie in the sky.
Three days never built that wall. Three days it will crumble. Three days to end their carnival.
Another "wailing wall," In Jerusalem.
*All songs written by Brian Fusonie, (c) 2019; to be recorded (c) 2020.
STUDIO NOTES:
9/9/19: The producer, John, agreed to do another music CD project for me, and we may start recording as soon as this week. Working on what song to record first, it may be In The Eyes Of God. It is about making the Contract (Covenant) Of God's Laws, not being frauds. You can read the lyrics already posted above. The images in the picture mural above was my attempt to make a meaningful CD Insert, but the lyrics looked better without the added pictures underneath them. Just a few things to think about.
9/14/19: Recorded In The Eyes Of God today. John the producer said he likes the song, and he did a good job blending the guitar layers, as well as the drums and bass, and 60s organ. I told him the final verse of the song was also a personal confession that when I was young I never did make fully the Contract (Covenant) Of All God's Laws. Thankfully, God heard my heart and molded me to that Agreement Of Life. I like the song which sounds simple, maybe, but has an intricate overlay of guitar parts. I had John turn up slightly two of those because they blended nice, but I wanted them heard a little more in the mix; other than that, he made the first mix almost exact. It is a challenge to every age group, to be "firm and sturdy trees" in the Contract, to be CITIZENS in the Eyes Of God, which is what really matters, and is the Objective Standard of true "Citizenship." "God will witness to the fact that you never had the courage to live the Contract." Better to obey God and be real in His Eyes, than seek the favor of others. Finally, the song is also about making the real Constitutional Contract to be real American Citizens in God's Eyes. Real Patriots of objective Truth.
9/21/19: Recorded Sound The Alarm today. The song builds from my old church folk group learning and turned into rock. Somewhat Latin. Maybe island feel to it made into rock. My favorite line that came in prayer is "My laws they denied with drunken carousal and carrousel of lies, with their own kerosene I will start the fire ..." I think it is a tough mix, to blend the various guitar, bass, organ, drums, and synth flute, and vocals. John did an excellent job drumming and captured the feel of my song. I want the vocals up louder, in general, and John has them somewhat less loud. We balance each other, but maybe in this type of song the vocals should not overpower the rock parts of the music. The lyrics are heard clear, and all the music layers are also heard. Again, the layers are intricate, yet on their own they are not complex. The whole is better than the parts. And the theme is to let God be heard, "Sound the alarm in Zion, let His warning be heard. Sound the alarm in Bethel, your hearts have turned. My ways you have forgotten, My laws you did not obey. Sound the alarm in every land. You will feel My strong Hand."
9/28/19: Recorded Wake Up Call today. John said he really likes the chorus music. The song has a simple message and I added the synth flute to it also to give it some slight island flavor. Otherwise, the song is pretty much rock. The play between the guitar lead and the flute is melodic. John's drumming and mixing was good again, as he blended my guitar parts, bass, and organ well. We listened to the song with the synth flute and without, and I decided it adds more than it competes with the other instrument, and provides a continuity type sound with the other songs. My main concern was would the lead guitar, which sounded rich on its own, be diminished by the flute sound. And together they make a nice composition. The lyrics were written in prayer and are simple, as I said, "What call would it take to wake you up? What call would you take and not hang up?" "Wake up. Don't you know it is time to wake up?"
10/5/19: Recorded Red Setting Sun today. The main body of the music was written by me in high-school, I then added the chorus in 1998. I revised the lyrics this year. John likes the song, he said it may be his favorite on this CD. The layers are somewhat hypnotic. He blended them well, and each layer is heard in the song, and his drumming fits nice. Again, I added synth flute to it to see how it worked, and it blends adding to the overall composition. I originally tried some piano, but that was not the feel of the song. The song is based again on the prophecies of Isaiah, similar to my song Fire Sky on Radio Volume 3rd. See also some of those prophecies typed on the Storm Surge page. And this song focuses on the conditional threat of those prophecies, that if we repent as a Nation and as the World, the outcome will be different.
10/12/19: Recorded In Jerusalem today. I wrote the song originally in 1998, and have kept most of the lyrics for the first verse. I have revised the lyrics for most of the chorus and second verse. John said he really "likes the groove" of the song, and his drumming again fits the part. I played two lead guitar parts together for parts of the song, the main lead with a reverb underlay lead, and added strings synth to blend with those leads. John broke the wiring of one of his headphones so he had to mix using the studio monitor speakers only, instead of listening to both headphones and the studio monitor speakers. I listened a number of times with him and then at home, and think he mixed it right. I was not going to play the strings synth during the verses, only the choruses, but it sounded a nice blend with the instruments during the verses, so I added that in studio.
10/19/19: Recorded America Street today. The song was written this year, and is a look back at America's noble birth and foundational purpose and what has happened to that dream and vision in later generations. "Time to rebuild America Street." John, the producer, mixed my guitars, bass, and piano well, and he added a little flare in his drum playing. He said he also likes the song. I thought about adding harmonica, but the guitar feel of the song made me decide against harmonica. I like the way he mixed my guitar leads, especially at the end of the song, heard loud but not drowning out the end vocals. I like the lyrics and cadence of the vocals, singing, but could be slightly influenced by rap at certain lines. The chorus is based on Scripture and applied to the history of America, a land of promise that has now lost its way, and needs to re-find its real purpose. While the song is critical of what has happened to our Nation, it is also a song of optimism and hope, that we can together rebuild America Street.
11/2/19: Recorded Pocket Change today. This song also was written this year. It combines influences of various styles of music, and John the producer did a good job again on the drums, and mixing. The vocals might be a little louder, but they are heard clear. The producer liked them at the level they are at, I thought about it, and agreed. The lyrics are meaningful to all, but also to certain persons. It is not enough to sing "You gotta change," you have to be willing to change yourself, and not become a prostitute of your music for money. That is what the song is basically about. On another note, I am still angered that someone stole the Radio Volume 4th discs that were said to be "Delivered" 6 days ago, but they never showed up. Someone has my CDs. Thankfully, a new batch of Radio Volume 4th CDs are being sent.
11/9/19: Recorded Winter Wheat today. The song is based in part on Scripture, in part on American History, and on the current affairs. The chorus is entirely based on Scripture, letting God speak His words of warning, instead of trying to write my own chorus. John, the producer, did a good job again on the drums and mixing the song. I tried to add organ, but it competed with the guitar flavor of the song. At last minute I decided to add harmonica, and it works, even blends nice with the guitar lead at the end. Basically it is a rock song with some other influences. It is a challenge to write a meaningful poem for God, and let God speak His own words in a song, when writing rock music to those themes. The Scripture passages and some of the themes were taken from my God's Bounty prayer Scripture meditation.
11/26/19: Recorded Channel Your Courage and Climate Control on Saturday. Those are the final two songs for RV5th. John the producer did a good job with the mixes and playing drums on them. I like my guitar and bass parts on them and chose not to add keyboards other than a simple synth brass part on Channel Your Courage. The song Climate Control is a blunt condemnation of the 'climate change religion' and instead in favor of true worship of the God who controls the climate. It is a Pro Life song, saying if we obey God's Laws and therefore His rights over all creation, including womb, God will do as promised and take care of the climate. Channel Your Courage I revised to make clearer, "Not canons of arms, but canons of Law, prepare in your hearts a sight to behold." "Channel your courage with words not gun powder, and God will shower with His greater Power."
Prior CDs:
Radio Volumes: Best Of (16 Songs, 4 from each)
http://brianfusonie.com/Radio Volumes Best Of.htm
Radio Volume 4th:
http://brianfusonie.com/Radio Volume 4th.htm
AMERICAN FABRIC at this link:
http://brianfusonie.com/American Fabric.htm
RADIO VOLUME 3rd is started, songs will be posted at this link:
http://brianfusonie.com/Radio Volume 3rd.htm
A FINAL STUDIO POTTER'S WHEEL WILL BE RECORDED.
http://brianfusonie.com/Potter's Wheel.htm
RADIO VOLUME 2nd.
Songs and lyrics and CD Booklet are posted at this page link:
http://brianfusonie.com/Radio Volume 2nd.htm
RADIO VOLUME 1
http://brianfusonie.com/Radio Volume 1.htm
PDF CD Booklet: http://brianfusonie.com/Radio Volume 1 CD Booklet.pdf
http://brianfusonie.com/Had Enough (Master).m4a
http://brianfusonie.com/No More Lies (Master).m4a
http://brianfusonie.com/Treasure Troved (Master).m4a
http://brianfusonie.com/Peripheral Vision (Master).m4a
http://brianfusonie.com/05 Old Photographs (Master).m4a
http://brianfusonie.com/06 Salt Shakers (Master).m4a
http://brianfusonie.com/Maybe Tomorrow (Master).m4a
http://brianfusonie.com/Think About You (Master) 1.m4a
http://brianfusonie.com/Universe (Master) 1.m4a
http://brianfusonie.com/Potter Wheel (Master).m4a
http://brianfusonie.com/Spiraling (Master).m4a
http://brianfusonie.com/Rachel Weeps (Master).m4a
These two links go together. One is on prayer, and the other is brief notes (often daily) on current affairs,
law, scripture, and music written in prayer. I pray daily, but I do not always write notes that day.
http://brianfusonie.com/Prayer Links.htm
http://brianfusonie.com/News And Notes.htm