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Relative Roses (Single)

by Ryan M. Brewer

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about

Alzheimer's and dementia run heavy in my family. I've begun to regard the practice of writing songs like scrapbooking... each set of lyrics - a time capsule for identity and personal historical record. "Relative Roses" is a song about how history, though, almost inevitably bends kindly in favor of those writing it. Can we really avoid bias?

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A late autumn breeze is rattling trees; I'm digging deep inside a mine of memories -
looking for a lump of coal to wring out like a rag... squeeze diamond dust out on this notepaper pad.

In every ray of light I seize and shake - a burst of color, fall leaves to rake...
to rake and remember like legal tender, so I can buy my way out of this slump.

She was a saint then; I was a good Catholic boy. She's was baby's first (most dangerous) toy.
It was harder, then, to shutter a scene so mama martyred them to keep the kid's hands clean.

Every cracked angel whose song I heard - propped them up so she could huff and puff and blow them back down to earth.
A heart to break - a kiss to take... to take and remember like legal tender so I can buy my way out of this slump.

Looking back, it's simple math... shit-colored 20/20 glasses.
It's plain to see now, but the past - it kicked all of our asses.
History has its share of sinners and saints, villains and heroes...
it's easy to think we'd all come out smelling like relative roses.

She was my first real role on my first big stage,
I was her first real boy - her last big mistake.
She tried to advertise. I went hard in the paint; tried to posterize - nose grew like her list of complaints...

In every storm she culled - I capsized.
She swallowed each shipwreck with bloodshot eyes...
green eyes I remember like legal tender so I can buy my way out of this slump.

A late autumn breeze is rattling trees; I'm digging deep inside a mine of memories now.

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released May 13, 2019
Written, recorded and mixed by Ryan M. Brewer

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Ryan M. Brewer Alexandria, Indiana

A singer/songwriter by trade, Ryan M. Brewer is more accurately described as a traveling musical storyteller. Having always placed the primary importance on lyricism, his songs tend to float effortlessly between genres...each one falling precisely where it needs to in order to most accurately tell the story. And that's all that matters - songs and stories. ... more

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