Brujita, by Chris Masuak and The Viveiro Wave Riders (2024)

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WELL I FELL ASLEEP BACK IN 83WHAT HAPPENED SINCE THEN DON’T ASK MEALL I’VE GOT LEFT IS THIS BAG OF BONESWHAT HAPPENS NEXTLET’S WAIT AND SEEIT’S HAPPENED MANY TIMES BEFOREBUT NOTHIN LIKE THIS OH LORDWEEKENDANOTHER LOST WEEKENDWHAT A LOST WEEKENDONE OF MANY MOREWHEN I WOKE UP IT WAS MORE THAN WEIRDIT WAS EVERYTHING THAT I EVER FEAREDBUT DOCTOR ILL PUNCHED ME IN THE CHESTIT LOOKS THE WORSTSO DO YOUR BESTJUST LOOK AT THAT SEA OF EYESTHEY’RE LOOKIN AT YOU TONIGHTWEEKENDANOTHER LOST WEEKENDWHAT A LOST WEEKENDONE OF MANY…JUST LOOK AT THAT SEA OF EYESTHEY’RE LOOKIN AT YOU TONIGHTWEEKENDANOTHER LOST WEEKENDWHAT A LOST WEEKENDONE OF MANYWEEKENDANOTHER LOST WEEKENDWHAT A LOST WEEKENDONE OF MANY MORE

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IF YOU WANT TO KNOW HER NAMEPLEASE LISTEN VERY CLOSELYYOU DON’T UNDERSTANDTHE FRIGHTFUL THINGS YOU’RE ASKINGI’LL SAY IT ONCE AND JUST IN PASSINGBRUJITATHERE’S A LONELY PLACEOUTSIDE THE CITYIF YOU GENTLY CALL HER NAMESHE MIGHT TAKE PITYYOU CAN HARDLY SEE IT WRITTENBRUJITATHERE AMONG THE STONESA HOLLOW FOR HER BONESHER COLD ETERNAL HOMEBRUJITAIF YOU’VE HAD ENOUGH OF COLD DARK WINTERSAMD LONG FOR THE CARESSOF GENTLE FINGERSAND MEMORIES OF LOVETHAT WARMLY LINGERBRUJITABRUJITATHERE AMONG THE STONESA HOLLOW FOR HER BONESHERCOLD ETERNAL HOMEBRUJITA

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IN THE CLOSING HOURS OF THE MONTH OF PAINBULLY BOYS RIDE AGAINWITH A WHOOP AND A HOLLER AND A TATTOO FLAMEBULLY BOYS RIDE AGAINIF YOU HEAR THEM FIGHT IN THE COLD MOONLIGHTIF YOU SEE THEM RIDE DOWN THE CENTRE LINEYOU’VE LOST YOUR MIND NOW BABYYOU’RE GONE I DON’T MEAN MAYBEFOREVER RIDE MY BULLY BOYSWELL THE BOYS ARE RIDING LIKE THERE’S NO TOMORROWBULLY BOYS RIDE AGAINA DEMON ROARING IN THE MIDNIGHT SHADOWSBULLY BOYS RIDE AGAINFROM THE FOUR WINDS BAR COMES A DREADFUL CRYWHEN THE BUNGO PONY STARTS TO RIDEYOU’VE LOST YOUR MIND NOW BABYYOU’RE GONE I DON’T MEAN MAYBEFOREVER RIDE MY BULLY BOYSIF YOU HEAR THEM FIGHT IN THE COLD MOONLIGHTIF YOU SEE THEM RIDE DOWN THE CENTRE LINEYOU’VE LOST YOUR MIND NOW BABYYOU’RE GONE I DON’T MEAN MAYBEFOREVER RIDE MY BULLY BOYS

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SHE’S MY SECRET AGENTSHE’S MY 99SHE’S MY LATEST FAVORITESHE IS GOING TO DIEI DON’T WANT HER TO GO NIAGARAI DON’T WANT HER TO GO NIAGARASHE’S MY ONLY HEROSHE’S MY NUMBER ONESHE IS LESS THAN ZEROSHE IS MORE THAN GONEI DON’T WANT HER TO GO NIAGARAI DON’T WANT HER TO GO NIAGARADON’T GO NIAGARADON’T GO NIAGARAEVERY HOME IN ZURICHHAS A LOADED GUNTHEY’RE ALL LOCKED AND LOADED EVERY SINGLE ONE

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WAITCAN’T YOU HEAR IT COMINDON’T YOU KNOW THAT YOU TOTALLY MISSED THE PLOTYOU’RE SO BENT OUTTA SHAPESO FULL OF HATEIT’S YOUR DEFINING TRAITIT’S GETTING KIND OF OLDTHAT NOXIOUS TOAD ACTIT’S GETTING ON MY WICK!HOW COULD YOU BE SO WRONGLET ME KNOW HOW LONGYOU’RE GONNA MILK THAT PARTY TRICKYOU’RE NOT GETTING ANY, YOUNGERYOU’RE LIVIN TO DIEWE MIGHT AS WELL BE LOVERSEVEN JESUS HAD HIS PRIDEWHAT A WASTE OF DNAIF I GO AWAYWOULD YOU PROMISE TO FORGETI GUESS WE’LL NEVER KNOWCAUSE YOU WON’T LET GONOT ONE LITTLE BIT

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I SPENT MY DAYS IN A DIRTY OLD PLACEIN A DIRTY OLD ROCKIN BANDWITH SKIN SO THICK IT WOULD MAKE YOU SICKWHEN IT GOT A LITTLE OUTTA HANDIT WAS A DAY TIME SOAP AND I PLAYED THE DOPEI COULDN’T SEE NOTHING WRONG I GOT SERVEDGOT WHAT I DESERVEDCAUSE I HAD TO TAG ALONGTO THIS DAY ALL I CAN SAYI MUST HAVE BEEN A BIRD BRAINBIRD BRAINDESERT WINDS FLYIN SKULLSAIR TOO COLD TO BREATHEHOW A MAN CAN LIVE WITH A SHIV IN THE RIBSREMAINS A MYSTERYTHIS I KNOW…IT GOES TO SHOWI MUST HAVE BEEN A BIRD BRAINBIRD BRAINMEANER THAN A MAN IN A COLD STRAIGHT JACKETHARDER THAN A LAST GOODBYETHE SOREST LOSER IN THIS NUMBERS RACKETNOW I’M GONNA TELL YOU WHYTO THIS DAY ALL I CAN SAYI MUST HAVE BEEN A BIRD BRAINBIRD BRAINI HAD TO BE A BIRD BRAINNO FUN CRYIN SUN DEATH BY THE FUCKIN GUNBONA FIDE SOUTHERN FRIED GENUINEBIRD BRAIN

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NO CANDY ASS ILLUSIONNO FLOWERS IN THE FIRENO DESIREI’M NOT LOSING SLEEPI’M ON THE DOWNCROSSING THE STREET AT SUNRISEWATCHING YOU DISAPPEARSURRENDERI’M NOT INCOMPLETEI’M ON THE DOWNSO CAN WE MAKE IT HAPPENSO CAN WE LIVE AND BREATHESO SURREALI’M NOT LOSING SLEEP I’M ON THE DOWN

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ABUELA’S LOOKING FINEIF YOU WANT TO KNOW HER SECRETSTAND IN LINETHERE MUST BE A REASON I SUPPOSEBUT THE SIMPLE TRUTHIS NO ONE KNOWSSHE TOOK HER SECRET TO THE GRAVESHE’S DRINKIN BLOODYEAH BABY’S DRINKIN BLOODAND THE GIRL IS GETTING THIRSTYABUELA’S RUNNIN WILDBEERS AND BARRACUDASIN HER SIGHTSBOREALIS NORTHERN LIGHTSELECTRIC CURTAINS SHUTAGAINST THE MALICEDRUMS AND HUSKIES ON THE ICEABUELA’S RUNNING WILDBEDOUINS AND BROOMSTICKSIN FULL FLIGHTRED CARNELIAN DOWN THE DRAIN…CHICA’S GETTING

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I MET A VIKING GIRL FROM THE LAND OF SCANDINAVIAA HARD ROCKIN MAMA BUT SHE WAS TOO DRUNK TO SPEAKA DROP DEAD BABY WITH A CASE OF DYPSOMANIAI JUST SHOOK MY HEAD IN DISBELIEFOHSHE ONLY SPEAKS IN EUROVISIONNO NO NOHAVE YOU SEEN THAT GIRL FROM THE FROZEN WORLDWITH EYES TOO COLD TO BLINKEVERY MAN’S BEEN BITTEN BY A TOO COOL KITTENSOMETIMEYOU CAN TRY TO RUN BUT IT’S FAR TOO LATE TO SAVE YAYOU BEEN ICED BEFORE YOU REALISEOHSHE ONLY SPEAKS IN EUROVISIONNO NO NO

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LIVING IN VIVEIROVERANO EN NASEIRODRINKING BEER AT EL CAFÉWITH GABRIEL AND NICOFROM COVAS TO LODEIROAND THE LAST BAR IN CELEIROEVERYONE IS BORN TO ROCKCHICA TO ABUELOTHE GHOST OF MELCHOR RULES THE NIGHTAND LEADS THE RESURRECTIONSO RAISE YOUR GLASS OF BEER ON HIGHSING THE CELEBRATIONVIVEIRO ROCKSVIVEIRO ROCKSIS THERE ANY OTHER WAYVIVEIRO ROCKSVIVEIRO ROCKSIS THERE ANY MORE TO SAYVIVEIRO ROCKSIF YOU CAN’T SPEAK GALEGOWE WON’T CALL YOU A PENDEJOCOCHES CHICAS Y CERVEZANADA MÁS IMPORTA AQUÍMUNIERE DE CHANTADAFROM LA NOCHE TO MAÑANAWE’LL ROCK FROM EL RECUNCHOTO THE FAR END OF THE PLAZA

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ANIMAL DON’T GIVE A DAMNMAROUBRA BEACH TO CATALANSHE KNOWS SHE’S SO COOLA LITTLE STYLE A LITTLE GRACETO PUT YOU IN YOUR PLACEDE PUTA MADRE ANIMALDE PUTA MADRE ANIMALDE PUTA MADRE ANIMAL COJONESSHE KNOWS SHE’S FUCKIN HOTSHE KNOWS SHE’S CALIENTESHE KNOWS SHE’S SO COOLKITTY KAT IN A MINI SKIRTKICK YOU WHERE IT HURTSDE PUTA MADRE ANIMALDE PUTA MADRE ANIMALDE PUTA MADRE ANIMAL COJONES (X 2)M8DONDE EST EL BAÑOSOLODE PUTA MADRE ANIMALDE PUTA MADRE ANIMALDE PUTA MADRE ANIMAL COJONES (X 2)OUTRO

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THESE WORDS WERE TEMPERED IN THE DESERTTHESE WORDS WERE HARDENED IN THE SNOWTHESE WORDS WERE TAUGHT ME BY MY FATHERGO WITH THE FLOWGO WITH THE CHANGING OF THE SEASONFLY LIKE AN ARROW FROM A BOWSING SWEETLY LIKE A SUMMER WHIPPOORWILLGO WITH THE FLOWLIFE IS JUST A GENTLE RIVERIT’S CURRENTS DEEP WITH LOVE AND LAUGHTERAND AS WE TRAVEL SOUL TO SOULGO WITH THE FLOWWAVES OF STARLIGHT LIQUID NIGHTWAVES OF SUNSHINE FIERY MIGHTHANDS OF LOVERS WOVEN TIGHTGO WITH THE FLOWLIFE IS JUST A GENTLE RIVERIT’S CURRENTS DEEP WITH LOVE AND LAUGHTERAND AS WE TRAVEL SOUL TO SOULGO WITH THE FLOWLIFE IS JUST A GENTLE RIVERIT’S CURRENTS DEEP WITH LOVE AND LAUGHTERAND AS WE TRAVEL SOUL TO SOULGO WITH THE FLOW

Chris Masuak (ex-Radio Birdman, Screaming Tribesmen, New Christs, Hitmen) has a new album recorded with his crack Spanish band, The Viveiro Wave Riders.

"Brujita" is a return to hard rock-pop roots for Masuak. Propelled by a nimble engine room and Klondike's scorching guitar,

it's a rock and roll record tempered by his trademark melody lines and pop smarts. It features 12 tracks (two of them exclusive to the CD edition) and most of them are instant anthems.

From the rollicking "Viveiro Rocks" to the raucous ode to Detroit's diva, "Niagara", this is an album of high-energy rock-pop rifferama. From the stinging Birdmanesque "No Younger" (based in part on a song Chris wrote for the Birdmen back in 1996) to the Flamin'-Groovies-meet-the-Dictators swagger of "Another Lost Weekend" (a re-recorded version of a vinyl single) to the acidic reflection of "Bird Brain", it's a gem.

CD and download only at this stage.