No Valentine 

Key of A | 4:4 | 112-120 BPM | Train Shuffle 

This one is a fictional story of a boy who lost his Dad, older now but still a kid, reflecting on his loss, just old enough to barely remember him, too young to have made enough memories to hold on to, and whose Momma is so heart-broken, she is unable to move past her own sorrow, to be there for the boy, to start a new life.  Desensitized, lost, and full of grief, his father’s memory is fading, making the pain of loss, and his desire to be loved even greater.  The irony is in Momma’s song, how the boy is drawing parallels to his pain while she sings of hers, and they’re so lost they can’t find each other.   

 

Intro 8 Measures 

Verse 1: 8 Measures 

Daddy found dirt when I was 3, [uh huh] 

He didn’t leave much Momma and me [uh huh] 

The rooster crowed and sang his song 

The sun came up and he was gone [uh huh] 

 

Verse 2: 8 Measures (Vocals change on second and fourth verse) 

I climb the oak tree out behind the chicken pen 

To think about my Daddy and what could’ve been. 

It’s getting hard to find memories, no baseball games, or catch for me [uh huh] 

 

Pre-Chorus:  8 Measures 

I wish this hurt would go away but the pains still fresh and here to stay [uh huh] 

 

Chorus: 8 Measures 

(A) Fill me up with Gasoline, (D) it lights the rag when Momma sings 

(G) No chocolate, wine, just tears for me, (A) No Valentines 

Nothing left but rusty dreams, I burn till sleep while Momma sings 

No kisses, hugs, or man to love, No Valentines 

Bridge/Solo?????   

 

Verse 3: 

I walk the train tracks to the sea [uh huh] 

Swear every whistle’s meant for me [uh huh] 

My Daddy’s ashes in a can and I feel like I burned with him [uh huh] 

 

Verse 4: 

Every step one closer to the morning light. 

Every day one closer to the next goodbye 

Nothing left, no memories, no birthday presents, or Christmas tree.  

 ../ 

Pre-Chorus/  

No, I can’t see nothing now but the blood red sun glow through closed eyes. [uh huh 

 

Chorus 

Fill me up with Gasoline, it lights the rag when Momma sings 

No chocolate, wine, just tears for me, No Valentines 

Nothing left but rusty dreams, I burn till sleep while Momma sings 

No kisses, hugs, or man to love, No Valentines

No Valentines

From Goddess Durga to you to destroy negative energies.

Listen  and meditate and receive.

Om Kleem Dum Durgayei

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Asher's "A Tribute to Israel" is a medley that combines three well-known Israeli melodies: Yerushalayim Shel Zahav, Raid on Antebbe, and Hatikvah (the Israeli national anthem). The medley begins with a slow tempo and employs simple harmonies to create a solemn and reverential mood. Throughout the piece, a simple and expressive melody is repeated, and various techniques such as chromaticism, syncopated rhythms, and orchestration are used to add interest and variation.

One interesting aspect of "A Tribute to Israel" is the influence of Naomi Shemer's "Yerushalayim Shel Zahav" on the composition. This song, written in 1967 to celebrate the reunification of Jerusalem during the Six-Day War, has become an iconic Israeli song, with its melody based on an old Hassidic tune and its lyrics expressing a love and longing for Jerusalem.

In "A Tribute to Israel," Asher pays tribute to Shemer's contribution to Israeli music by incorporating a variation of the melody from "Yerushalayim Shel Zahav" in the first part of the medley. This use of the melody highlights the song's significance in Israeli culture and music and demonstrates the impact that Shemer had on Israeli music. The melody is played with reverence and a slower tempo, contributing to the overall solemnity of the piece.

In conclusion, "A Tribute to Israel" is a moving medley that combines iconic Israeli melodies, including a variation of "Yerushalayim Shel Zahav." This tribute to Naomi Shemer and her contribution to Israeli music demonstrates the importance of this song in Israeli culture and music and honors its enduring impact.

A Tribute To Israel

Bullet in my bed

A flash of words.  Rock and roll music for the soul.

Flash

A simple thing I threw together. No bad relationships in the past, maybe just the dreams.

Bullet in my bed

Beau Bradley