Nascido em Montreal em 16/06/52, Gino Vannelli cresceu em uma família encabeçada por um pai cantor de jazz e uma mãe com ouvido privilegiado. Encantado com bateristas de jazz como Joe Morello, Gene Krupa, Ed Thigpen e Elvin Jones, ainda criança Gino estudou bateria e teoria musical por cinco anos. Por volta dos 12 anos ele formou uma banda de rock, the Cobras, e um ano depois, com seu irmão Joe Vannelli como tecladista, liderou a banda Jacksonville Five
Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
small case letters indicate melody notes C4-middle C
solo flute: ab5 c6 ab5 eb ab
ab5 c6 ab5 eb ab Ab/Gbmaj7
solo oboe: db5 f db ab4 bb
db5 f db ab4 db5 Dbmaj7/Bmaj7
orchestra:
ab4 c5 ab4 eb ab db f db ab3 bb Ab/Gbmaj7 Fm7 Db/Bmaj7 Fm7 Gbmaj7
Ebm11Db/FAbGb/AbAb The trees are full and green Ebm11Db/FAb The garden sweet and lush AbDbBbm7Ebm7DbAb The warmth of the sun be lies Sep tem ber Gm7-5F#7-5Fm7Bbm7Ebm7DbAb A truth to which I must surren der Gbmaj7-5Fm7Db/F The hours are num bered Bbm7Db/FGbmaj7 These last days of sum mer
oboe:
c5 eb c bb4 c5 eb c bb4 Ab/GbGbAb/GGb
f5 ab f eb db db f db eb Gbmaj7AbBbm7F7/C
Ebm11Db/FAbGb/Ab Her sundress, pink and white Ebm11Db/FAb An orchid in her hair AbDb/FBbm7Ebm7DbAb As lovely a sight as ever to me Gm7-5C7Fm7Bbm7Ebm7DbAb Were I a stran ger would she woo me Ab/GbFm7Gbmaj7 I can’t help but won der Bbm7Db/FBb6/9 These last days of sum mer
F9Bb/F Thinking the un thinkable F9BbF+5/BbBb Chased with lemon tea AbAb/GbDb/F Thoughts that never crossed my mind AbdimG7Cadd9 When I was twenty-three GdimGb7Badd9Gb/BBadd9 Too busy being me
F9Bb/F A ship once hailed unsinkable Ab/GbBbF+5/BbBb Is floundering in the deep CC/BbF/AAm7 A boy who once prayed to his God
f3 gb f gb f bb a g Ab7DbGb/DbDbGb/DbDbGb/DbAb/Db For his soul to keep c4 db c FG7-9CBbm/CC Would settle for a good night’s sleep FmC7-9Fm/DC7-9 My father warned of the waning years DbDb9G7-5AbDbG7C What every man goes through Fm/CDbdimFm/DEdim I thought him weak and too fraught with fear Fm/EbFm/DDb7-5G7AbDbG7C To see his tragic point of view
F/ABbm6 It’s a sad cliché F/CBbm6/Db But ever since he’s passed away Ab/CDbdimFm/AbC/Ab He’s ever more present to me Gadd9/DB7/D Looking past my prime Gadd9/DB7/D Waging war on Father Time
oboe d5 c b4 bb........ Bb/DF7/CBBbBb-5 Dad I think I understand, finally
ab f f eb Ab/BbBb9Dm7-5/AbB/F#
strings: c#4 c# c# c bb.... A7Dbm/AbGm7-5F7 Bb....
BbmCdimF7/CBbm Strange that my eyes should gain more sight Bb7-9EbmEb7-9F7/EbF7/DbF7/CF7 As the days begin to lose the li- ight BbmBb11AdimF7/ADb/Ab Winter looms on my ho rizon Gb6Db/FEbm7Dbmaj7 Look at me in my summer wear
clar: a4 ab gb f..... Gb6GdimF7 Completely un pre pared Ebm11Ab We wrestle in the grass Ebm11DbAb He’s grown so tall so quick AbDb/FBbm7Ebm7DbAb I struggle to get the bet ter of him Gm7-5F#7-5Fm7Bbm7Ebm7DbAb Just how much I tru ly love him Ab/GbFm7 This I’ve dis covered Bbm7Db/FGbmaj7 These last days of sum mer
orchestra:
eb4 f gb ab db gb f f eb AbAb7/GbDb/FBbm7Ebm7DbAb
Gm7-5F#9-5Fm7Bbm7Ebm7DbAb Just how much I tru ly love them
ab4 c5 ab4 eb f Ab/Gbmaj7 Gbmaj7
Db/FGbmaj7 …These last days of sum mer
flute: f5 f c f f c d eb f gb f eb Fm/BbEbm6/BbFm/BbEbm6/BbBbEbm6/Bb
f5 f c f f c f f c Fm/BbEbm6/BbFm/BbEbm6/BbFm/BbEbm6/Bb
d5 eb f gb f eb f5 f c bb4........ BbEbm6/BbFm/BbEbm6/Bb Bb............