The Brothers Yares

by The Brothers Yares

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released 11 July 2011
Ami Yares - vocals, acoustic guitar, banjo
Gavri Tov Yares - contrabass

with:
Eliran Kononowicz - Percussion
Jason Reich - mandolin
Lihi Sagi - harmonica
Tamar Schoppik - violin

Songs:

1. Queen of Zion Serenade
2. Cowboy’s Lament
3. Hallelujah Bitters
4. Red Light and the Radio Waves (Live)
5. The Highlands

Produced by The Brothers Yares
Recorded and Mixed by Eliran Kononowicz @ EliranKon Studios (elirankon.com)
Mastered by Kri at audiovalvemastering.com
CD Package Concept & Design: Ben Levy
Photography by Dimi Reider

We would like to thank all of our family and friends who have made this possible, the musicians who we have played with us in the past and present, Eliran Kononowicz, Mike and Linda Shanks from Shank’s Strings, Raanan Meyer, HOLLER!, Food Underground, Gingi Tours, and The Shuk.

Ami happily endorses Seagull Guitars

www.AmiYares.com
www.GavriTovYares.com

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The Brothers Yares New Jersey

The Brothers Yares (formally HOLLER!): American folk and rock music born in the wilds of Southern New Jersey and steeped in the bewilderment of the Middle East.

Check out when Jersey comes to Jaffa and back! -- "A multicultural sharing of sounds that pay homage to his homeland" - Sing Out! - www.amiyares.com
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Track Name: Hallelujah Bitters
Harvest got the best of me
Fig leaf wearin’ fool under apple tree
Snake in the grass pulling at my pants
Eden lackin’ seasons, gettin’ bland to me

Hallelujah bitters settle the bottom of the cup
The Devil’s drink never seemed tough enough
Stirred me from the garden, water’s running off
Got my head in the hold of aging stocks

Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, now
Got one more tale that you could tell
Well, Its dark outside and the windows tell
There’s a big, bad spirit hanging by the sill

Mommy, Mommy, Mommy, now
Tuck me in still that I may run
Cause Its dark outside and the windows tell
There’s a big, bad spirit sitting by the sill

Should I disagree then you blunt my teeth
Or send me to the bottom of a deep ravine
I’m asking for a little sweet to blanket the burn
Of the raging wind and fire you’ve sent you sent from your door

Does leather make it better on the bottom or the top
Can the evil see you better with the candles in the dark?
Celebrate the moon before gets too gone
Them still stealing spirits still drunk too much

Standing by the fire and I’m feeling kind of cold
Tipped off and pissed off from a few days old
Toss a blanket over bird and he’ll talk no more
Drink the Hallelujah bitters, throw the tip to the lord

And if kingdom come don’t come tonight
I’ll finish the evening when the sun come up
A toast to the heavens and a spill to the earth
Return the hallelujah bitters to the top of the shelf
Track Name: Red Light and the Radio Waves (Live)
There’s a red light shining on a stereo box
One light shining while the night time unlocks
Shining down on the night’s seams, striking up my dreams
Heatin’ up the sheets, sparkin’ up a scene
Light on target somewhere in here

Night time’s a quiet time, just heartbeats and tick tocks
Splashed with the crest and break of the radio waves
Rock and Roll music tellin’ me to stay up late
Forgetting all the days work, I got records to play
Putting down the needle, I’m just getting to the point

Getting to the point . . .

Backbeat counting double time guitar drawing lines
Bottom come over me and I’m turned on my head
Fleshing out a rhythm with our skin and our hands
Tappin’ out an eight beat, hittin’ four on my feet,
Feelin’ you on the heartbeat, we’re on the top of the world

We’re on top of the world . . .

Now isn’t it the time to unwind baby and rewind and retrace our steps
Over crossroads and railways tracks and hobos and their knapsacks
Cutting through the green, green grass, A Memphis sunshine on our backs
Turn down the light now, so I can see your soul

I can see your soul

There’s a red light shining on a stereo box
One light shining while the night time unlocks
Shining down on the night’s seams, striking up my dreams
Heatin’ up the sheets, sparkin’ up a scene
Light on target somewhere in here
Track Name: The Highlands
From the bay, I have seen the Highlands
The Hudson and the Narrows seen across
From below, you saw her eye all the passing the ships
The echo of her light down below

Travelers’ eyes climb the Hill for a hold on hope
Stake a stake for the wanderer to hold
The bond for the vagabond to keep and repeat
Her eyes on you and nothing could go wrong

We'd go high, high we'd go to home
We'd go high, high we'd go to home

Her light shines down on to the harbor
Right there, stare into her eyes
Wide awake in the evening light, knew she'd done me right
But when Morning comes, I walk away alone, alone

Now, catch her seeing off into the distance
Something now is gone where once was found
Her eyes are shut, she sleeps at night, she dreams days of old
Now we're turning page, her story being told, being told, being told