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Central Park - Brock Berrigan



     
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First few horns and the squeak of brakes
Knock on the door and the city wakes
But you, you're still sleeping
And you, you're in love
Painting a pretty picture
How I wish, more of this were drew
But you, you're in London
And you, you're still in love
Fuck this, I'ma go out walking
Rent a bike and make a few laps
In Central Park in the dark
Love is just a memory
Love along the shadow
In my heart, in my heart
This is where you'll stay
While I'm at the Hudson
I'd like to see my name above the door

It says we, we're still in Brooklyn
And we, we're never in
But you're always welcome
If you run out of dough you know

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Brock Berrigan is the alias of a drunk-savant musician/producer out of Astoria, Queens. Berrigan dons a rooster mask in his photo shoots/music videos and spends the rest of his time alone, meticulously plugging away in his basement studio. Sure, the hip-hop cockerel mask adds an element of silly pretension, but in talking to Brock one can tell that the anonymous persona is less a stunt aimed toward gaining popularity through mystique than a self-conscious departure from his person. Brock doesn’t have to apologize for Brock or risk disapproval; he simply wants his listeners to enjoy the music.

Read more about Brock Berrigan on Last.fm.


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