THE HOUSE IS BREWING The house is brewing, The keys are moving, Something good is coming through. The house is brewing, The brass is choosing Which little trouble we should do. Lights come up one by one, Chairs turn toward the sound. First note jumps from the piano, Second one runs around. Saxophone clears its throat, Trombone leans in low. Nobody gave the signal, But everybody knows. The house is brewing, The room is moving, Let the good blend roll. The house is brewing, The band is proving Coffee has a little soul. Fresh rhythm on the counter, Warm brass against the wall. A quiet cup starts tapping Like it heard the curtain call. No speeches, no occasion, No reason to behave. The electric sax bends one note, And sends it through the place. Brew it bright. Brew it bold. Play it new. Never cold. Piano first. Brass behind. House blend rhythm, Right on time. Some places serve you silence. Some places serve a song. Here, the cup and melody Have known each other all along. The house is brewing, The keys are moving, Something good is coming through. The house is brewing, The room is choosing One more rhythm, something new. The house is brewing, The band is proving Coffee has a little soul. The house is Brewing.

House Blend albümünün açılış parçası. Piyano yalnız başlar, bakır nefesli çalgılar birer birer katılır ve odanın sıradan sesleri yavaş yavaş ritmin bir parçası olur. Albümün imza karışımını tanıtır: piyano, akustik kornalar, elektrik saksafon, değişen ritimler, mizah ve ulaşılabilir teatral enerji.