Very nice instrumental piece, great production!

Really good song.  I like the effects on those guitars!

Nice bass and catchy drums and melody too~

here’s to water
here’s to water

here’s to water
here’s to water

simmer up the weaving micro-pores of trees
shimmer out and help me cool my skin
ice over lakes and keep algae and fish warm
wash over heads that are said to swim in sin

life giver
life giver
life giver

here’s to water
here’s to water

party it up in airships built of footloose vapor
rain down on a hectic Monday afternoon
soak up the soil always guaranteed to cause a big stir
slide over rocks tugged at once by earth and moon

life giver
life giver
life giver

here’s to water
here’s to water

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Here's to Water

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

Synth track to relax and chillout. One of the tracks from my forthcoming album 'Under the Pier'.

Ocean

It always winds up this way.  The royalty get the Palace and the people fight over scraps in the street.  Simple song here from the perspective of a broken man standing on a cold hungry street outside of a Palace and wondering what life is like inside.

Palace Walls

An Ordinary Day Whit the Roch

Just Like Eaven

Indie Summer.

Video: https://youtu.be/FZxnrAiVksA

This Serenade was composed in the fall of 2023, while I was getting acquainted to the melodica and was learning to play it. My aim was to have a piece large enough with a piano accompaniment.

Its structure is based on a dance suite, modernized.

More details: https://www.rex-potam.fr/en/music/classical/serenade01/

Indie Summer.

Eddie O'Donovan

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