Don't invent yourself, be yourself
You are not your job, "Your Kakis" , your eyeliner, or your journal's song
And I love you the way you are
"I don't know what you've been told, what lies your heart's been sold
But you are beautiful, You are beautiful to me
I feel your pain, I feel your scars
There's no mistakes, when you are, who you are
and that's beautiful, that's beautiful to me"
R Browning 08
Just wanted to encourage everyone today to be yourself today,
flaws and all,
thank you for being you and being part of the Reese Browning family
I will have some new music up shortly. I start back in the studio tomorrow working on the "Cigarette and Psalm" project. Its a new sound, but as always honest. I hope you will enjoy.
Peace and love
reese browning

Ok, those of you wondering where I have been, I am not quite sure, but it has had some rewards. I have felt life, like never before in 07, and I am truly blessed. For awhile, I have tried letting this music thing go, but people don't understand, as a musician, it is not a vocation it is who you are. That being said:
I have made great headway in two new projects, even down to the last few days.
1. "Cigarette and Psalm" is a bit, no apologie, southern, spritual type record. Strip down, straight out of the Mobile, Ala area. (My hometown.)
2. "Recess and Restart" is not a new sound, but a very fresh approach to my own songwriting. Much like the "My Condition" ep I have lived every word of this new project and I hope you enjoy.
I will be sure to let you know when it is complete.
thank you for all your love and support, I cant do this without your ears
peace and love
reese browning

Thank you, for my dearest of friends who have stuck with me through this dessert of dry heart. And yes I am back. For those of you who know me, everything in my life is a spiritual matter, and I thank you for your consistency and love. My character has been questioned, my ability, my passion, and my love. However, I have found the tunnel at the end of all the lights, and my God has been victorious. If I wear a smile it is because I found my source. I have been stripped of everything and am completely broken.
To younger musicians. Keep believing in yourself. Let the doubters walk in and out of your life. You will find true friends, true lovers, and I hate to say how family is supposed to be. I've found them all. I am blessed.
From the day you were born, you were heading to this place of being broken. Now you're here, and it is more painful than you ever imagined. It is on purpose. It is not without cause. It is for reason. It is to make you who you are to be.
Finally when the press releses stop, and you have no one. At least you will be a man of passion and character.
Hang on, help will come, and when it does you will not need it anymore,
and you can help someone else
thank you for being you
with all sincerity I love you

"I Won't Take It Back"

You say, Don't Say those words, cause it hurts,
And I'm moving on
You say, Don't play those games with your heart,
and keep holding on,
I knew this wouldn't last, but
still couldn't let it pass,
because I loved you, I love you
I Won't Take it back, Cause I want it back,
And even if our lives pass by
Never say I never tried
I won't Take it Back

It's too soon, to kill the love I grew
Its still blooming full
I made my home, In your garden baby,
If you wanted to hear the truth,
I will wait for you, I ll always wait for you
I knew this was sure to end, but
still had to let it begin,
Because I loved you, and I love you

I Won't Take it back, Cause I want It back
And even if our lives pass by,
Never say I never tried,
I Won't Take it Back, Cause I want you back
And even If my tears won't dry
You'll always know I always tried

Don't go there baby, If you're leaving make it slow,
Cause the hurt will help me know,
That we're better off alone, this house just ain't no home
And if we're ever gonna know, we have to let this go


for now....



R Browning 2007

"Fragile"
Morning Comes, Like Feelings, We left Behind
Your absence, a puncture, feeding like vultures on my heart
How am I supposed to feel, now I know this is real
Everywhere I turn, everyone turns away from me
I came here to say,
Though you're gone, you've never gone away
Cause it's not over, In my head
I'm running from closure
We take the floor
I dream we're dancing, but all that's left
Is what's fragile,
me
And I see silouhetes of your sun-see-through dress
on a summer's day,
so this memory I take, like whiskey drank straight,
now I'm heady, I was ready
for you
I came here to say,
though your gone, you've never gone away
It's not over, in my head,
It's gone with composure
We take the floor,
I dream we're dancing
But all that's left,
Is what's fragile,
me
I fight this back, I fight this back, but still I am sinking


R. Browning/A Willis

"Alone the only way Ive ever known"- Endochine
I cover an Endochine song in my live set. For the last few months it has opened every show I have done. Endochine is one of those Austin, Texas bands that are friends of friends, but they are actually really great. They fall somehwere between Coldplay, Ours, and Radiohead, but just good melodies. However, they are no more.
So, why do I cover an obscure friend of a friends band. The Lyrics.
I know I have bled my thoughts onto my blog pages enough. Guess what, it does nothing. There is no profound miracle, no blessing from above, no relapse, no not anything. The music doesnt work. The drugs never have. Alcohol laughs at me. I know discipline brings freedom, but Christ, my head is in the fire. Love is nothing I ve have known. The ones I do love always leave, or they simply wait to say I told you so. This is happening more and more.
Offering grace and love, but demanding action to obtain a blessing. I am sorry I am not your firstborn. I am sorry I am fucked up in the head. I am sorry I smoke too many cigarettes. I am sorry I am filthy and dont listen good. Sorry, I dont learn from my mistakes. I dont ask forgiveness, I know tommorrow I will be here again. The Church, I love, but
"I am too worldly for the religious, and too religious for the world,"-Ritch Mullens
So where do the broken go. The ones who are crawling and crying, God save me, while he calms everyone elses storms, but mine. And it seems it is the ones who are spitting in his face. I want to know you, to be known by you.
"And how can you say you know how I feel? The only one around here who is me is me."' Morrisey- You are the Quarry
What I want is peace, to love someone as myself. To know God, and feel him constantly. I want my heart to stop beating so fast. I want to sleep, I want to get out of bed. The crime of this morning is there might be an afternoon, evening and night. Then it might happen all over again.
"I want more of you, or should I say, Take more of me." R Shreve "Prayer from the Redlight Distrct"
To find"A place where our hearts are beating and happy to die"-Endochine
but to you I say all this
and yet
I worship

Hey guys,
I am hosting a writer's night Saturday August 18th at Christopher's in preparation for a new show series called "Off the Line".
This will be for artist and writer's alike in the future, demo, or no demo, cool haircut, or no cool haircut, fat or skinny.
For once this will be about the song. So come into my living have a a drink and pizza and enjoy great songwriting night.

7 people in a 900 sq ft house
Ok, OK,
So I have been surfing around myspace checking blogs, inquiring what the hell people are blogging about. I came to the quick conclusion, not a damn thing worth talking about. Thus, I am taking this opportunity to talk about nothing.
First, I have been homeless for about 3 months. Thank God for friends who need housesitters, and family members and friends who have pitty, oh yeah and a shady rehearsal space that does not lock from the inside. I did look for a local Fight Club, but I found no Paper Street Mill house. I did shave my head though in preparation.
Yes, I have slept in my car, quite often in fact, and I was not even intoxicated. But all that went downhill when the old car bit the dust about a month and a half ago. I inherited a blue 1993 4x4 Ford F150. This thing, since I have been spending most of my time out of Nashville, in the country, cost me like 200 dollars in gas a week. Needless to say, this year has been interesting. I am blessed. I have had a lot of great experiences from Texas to NYC to Ridgetop, TN. So many infact, I forgot my licencse was suspended and I spent one of two Friday mornings ago, in the back of a cop car for two hours. Arguing how my record is clean and we have 20, 000 illegal aliens in this country, and all I did was turn right on red and forgot to pay. Throw me a freakin bone. Then the cop was really pissed when I asked him for a prison picture and to get booked for some publicity shots. But he just told me to pipe down and sit tight.
This year's life is full of wiles.
I had a friend ask me, How are you always smiling? Well, one, cause the reward ain't here baby. And two, I am doing what I love. Playing music. Simple man, simple dreams. I guess you are raised like that in the south. And it does not get any more southern than Alabama. It is a western line of thinking our wants are needs and we deserve something from this life. Now, I am thankful to come from a single parent home, growing up on Welfare and food stamps and working for every damn thing I have. Sleeping with, at any given time 7 people in a 900 sq foot house with one bathroom and three girls. So when the car breaks down and I am walking on the interstate for the 5th time this year; it is just par for the course. You just putt, tip your hat, and give the ball to a small child.