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Virginia

by Tanya Gallagher

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    This album includes the songs Virginia and Southern Soul along with 5 "bonus" tracks that were recorded live and in one take in the Fall of 2013. Physical copies of this album are exclusively available on Bandcamp for a limited time.

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1.
Virginia 03:05
In Virginia, my dear, my darling, he don’t dote on me, but in a Norfolk bar he stole my heart he’s the finest man I ever did see. In Raleigh we were lovers. In Richmond, we were friends. but by the time we came down to the Blue Ridge town of Floyd we were lovers again. Take it slow, we take it slow. Oh Virginia, my friend I have fallen again. Virginia you’ve stolen my heart. Just like the great William and Mary, he’s an old soul of knowledge and wealth. His words were few but I took them as true as if Jefferson spoke them himself. No, this isn’t the first time; I’ve been to Virginia before. I keep repeating my past in hopes it’ll last, this time will be different, I’m sure. Take it slow, we take it slow. Oh Virginia, my friend I have fallen again. Virginia you’ve stolen my heart. Oh Virginia, my friend I have fallen again. Virginia you’ve stolen my heart.
2.
Monterey 03:04
My house is in the valley near the streets of Monterrey where cathedrals line the countryside and people stop and pray. My heart is the city with a boy who’s unaware that he holds the key, but child please to tell I wouldn’t dare. He means something. He means nothing. He means everything to me. Do I want nothing? No, I want everything. Tell me darling please. She is from Salinas with freckles on her skin.She’s a beauty of a girl and she means something good to him. Helplessly I watch as these scenes unfold. He has my heart though we’re apart and he doesn’t even know. He means something. He means nothing. He means everything to me. Do I want nothing? No, I want everything. Tell me darling please. Is this right? Or am I wrong? Have you successfully strung me right along?Did I read this wrong or between the lines? You are painted grey when I must say I’m black and white. Am I everything you wanted? Did you get your way? I feel I’ve been used but I refuse to live that way. Tell me honey, do you want me or do you want nothing of me? This is all I have here’s my heart it’s now or it’s nothing. He means something. He means nothing. He means everything to me. Do I want nothing? No, I want everything. Tell me darling please.
3.
I am just a young girl with hazel eyes and brown curls, and you are just a poor man’s son. We spend our waking hours making love under the covers, refusing to wait for anyone. Goodbye to my hometown I’m on a northwest bound, this is my farewell to arms. I left you unknowing, but now I am heading back, darling don’t act so alarmed. And the cold leaves me battered as I walk down these city streets unfamiliarly and the angels all gather and sing as they walk with me, suddenly, there’s a peace and you’ll feel it too. Like Moses down the river, I wanted nothing other than to be found by the king, but you with your antics, string theory and romantics, have other philosophies. He said, “It’s Him or me and me not Him. Don’t you see it’s all pretend? It’s time that you lay down your arms!” But I refuse to give in. “Forgive me, Father, for these sins." Darling, don’t act so alarmed. And I’m broken and tattered as I walk down these city streets unfamiliarly and the angels all gather and sing as they walk with me, suddenly, there’s a peace and you’ll feel it too. And the cold leaves me battered as I walk down these city streets unfamiliarly and the angels all gather and sing as they walk with me, suddenly, there’s a peace and you’ll feel it too. Cause I am just a young girl with hope that there’s a new world waiting for a poor man’s son. He cannot convince me nor I him so we agree to lay down in each other’s arms.
4.
You’re like a rain that doesn’t come. You’re a wave lost out to sea. You’re a holy ghost who doesn’t know that God who set him free. You’re my mornings coffee cup. Growing colder now with age. Clothed in fallacies, you once had me now it’s just a memory. You once meant more to me, but not anymore you see.
5.
The Ship 03:54
He says that he’s good at being lonely like me, but I’ll call his bluff cause he lies. I waited for months for my ship to leave town and in the distance boat whistle cried. Now it’s cross-country borders and long-distance flights, 8 months of just telephone calls. Somewhere among the miles his hope for me dies, he left me with nothing at all. Cause it’s a hard night and lonesome morn, but I’ve learned he’ll take any old port in a storm. He claims to be a man of his word, but only when it’s best for him. He can’t stand in my eyes anymore, cause he knows now I see right through him. But the songs live forever the lyrics the stand a tribute to all that went wrong. He had no intention of doing me right he selfishly drug me along. Cause it’s a hard night and lonesome morn, but I’ve learned he’ll take any old port in a storm. Cause it’s a hard night and lonesome morn, but I’ve learned he’ll take any old port in a storm.
6.
This is not my fault, but I will take the blame. Yes, I’ll take all that you will give me, from you I’d take anything. I waited for a lifetime and then I gave it all to you thinking I’d arrive there shortly and you’d be waiting for me too. But I was wrong. It’s alright. I’ve no reason to be mad. We both know that I am no good at anger, but sorrow looms and keeps me sad. But I am happy you are happy now I hope your happiness is true now that you’ve gotten all you wanted, I just want to say fuck you. 3000 miles is lonely and there were many lonely nights. She’s a beauty and I can’t blame you, whether it was wrong or right. Many words were spoken and many more were left unsaid. Now all that will be has been written as she lies there in your bed. Cause I was wrong. It’s alright. I’ve no reason to be mad. We both know that I am no good at anger, but sorrow looms and keeps me sad. Cause I am happy you are happy now I hope your happiness is true now that you’ve gotten all you wanted, I just want to say fuck you. Cause I was wrong, but it’s alright. I’ve no reason to be mad. We both know that I am no good at anger, still sorrow looms and keeps me sad. But I am happy you are happy now I hope your happiness is true now that you’ve gotten all you wanted, I just want to say fuck you.

about

It’s 2009. I pack up my car and move to Norfolk to work for NASA as a summer intern. It’s my first time living away. I settle into a quiet neighborhood and begin playing music at a restaurant called the Pagoda. Virginia reminds me of home.

In the fall, back in Florida, I start a Masters program. I play shows most nights to help pay for school. My adviser, who studies the science of tree rings, asks me to take his place in the field for a week – in Virginia. While there, I spend a few days playing music south of Richmond before heading west. The Blue Ridge Mountain trees are beautiful in the summertime.

The following spring, I wrap up my research and take a year off school to play music. My friends, James and Emily, invite me to a festival in Virginia. The bluegrass musicians lining the streets of Floyd are some of the best I’ve ever heard.

It's 2013. I release an album, leave Pensacola, and drive across the continent to Vancouver to start a PhD in forestry. I know few folks in Canada, so most nights I sit in my room writing songs about heartache and home. My first friend in this new country is Brandon Hoffman, the musical wizard who mastered my last album. We spend nights in those early months recording songs in his living room.

I visit home that Christmas. Sitting in my parents’ house, I write ‘Virginia’ on a beautiful Martin guitar that once belonged to my late friend Dave Schlender - I swear he whispered the tune into my ear. I record the song on my iPhone and send it to Brandon. When I get back to Canada my PhD research ramps up. I find myself playing, writing and recording less.

I visit home again for Christmas 2015 and am reminded of the iPhone recording of ‘Virginia’ I had made right there in my parents’ house, two years earlier. After playing a few hometown shows, James and I decide to book a spring tour to the Commonwealth State.

It’s my first time in Virginia in nearly four years. Walking along the moonlit banks of the Elizabeth River, Virginia and I pick up right where we left off.

Virginia taught me love, it taught me heartache, but most importantly it taught me that a home away from home can exist. These songs represent an incredible time of personal growth. I’m grateful to the friends who encouraged me along the way – and of course, to Virginia. These songs are just as much for those people and that place, as they are for me.

credits

released September 30, 2016

All songs written by Tanya Gallagher
All song recorded and mixed by Brandon Hoffman.
Virginia and Southern Soul were produced by Brandon Hoffman.
Album art by Brett Wallace.

The bonus tracks of this album were recorded live and in one take in the Fall of 2013 and are exclusively available on Bandcamp for a limited time.

Thank you to: Jeff and Denise Gallagher, Brandon Hoffman, James and Emily Adkins, Dale Paul Lazar, Marius Rosti, Taylor Gallagher, Jeff Gallagher, Jessica and Jonathan Britnell, Logan Vath, Allen Hartley, Angela Stearns, Ross Arbour, Sam Reno, Joe Jacobson, Ayla Green, Kiran Bhumber, Sarah Gergel, the late Dave Schelander, and all of the other friends and family who helped and encouraged me to release this album. A HUGE special and ginormous thank you to Brett Wallace and Jessica Hunter. Brett, you made this all come together. Thanks for the multiple multi-hour face time sessions. To Riccardo: a very special thank you for your friendship, your honesty, and your quiet understanding.

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