Gregory Alan Isakov - "Saint Valentine" // The Bluegrass Situation
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- Gregory Alan Isakov and The Ghost Orchestra perform "Saint Valentine" at The York Manor in Los Angeles
Directed and Edited by Richard Downie
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i have watched this an unreasonable number of times now
Me myself too...pure magic!!!
me too…sooo good!
Same here
I cover this its fun
Nothing unreasonable about it my good Sir.
Am I the only one who actually prefers his live versions on TH-cam??
This is just pure magic. Nothing, literally nothing, compares to his music...
we agree!
Croudas c
kourosh yaghmay
Croudas teddy thomsomson
@as was, what is that rubbish..
The future.
Gregory really deserved a Grammy this year
"Happy Valentine's day !!! "
-Rajarshi Paul year 2021
i can't believe this was recorded with three microphones. the mix is immaculate.
It's crazy how underrated they are.
Well, Grace she's gone, she's a half-written poem
She went out for cigarettes and never came home
And I swallowed the sun and screamed and wailed
Straight down to the dirt so I could find her trail
Spread out across the Great Divide
Well, I just came to talk, Saint Valentine
I never pictured you living here with the rats and the vines
Ain't that my old heart hanging out on your lines
You're all fucked up, Saint Valentine
Now I circle the bars on the promenade
While the girls in the glass, they're just throwing me shade
And I'm saving my coins up for Jingling Jane
She's out plucking strings in the pouring rain
See I'm all crooked feet, Saint Valentine
I've circled this map till it caught on fire
Now Grace she's left you just skin and bone
Well, you hang up your hat, but you can't call it home
You've tried and you've tried, but you can't call it home
You're the loneliest one, Saint Valentine
You're the loneliest one, Saint Valentine
You're all fucked up, Saint Valentine
The quality of this video is sooooo good. I love Gregory and his dudes so much. Their talent is perfection. Amazing song... I can't get over it.
Gregory once again, saving my soul. Much love from the broken hearts club on this Valentine’s Day 2021🙏💔
Big fan from Belgium! Isakov + musicians = magic.
Whowever picked this color scheme is a design genius.
I love everything about this artist and band.
that banjo guy has a UNIQUE voice! FUCk! I love it.
Steve 's a tremendous player every song of Gregory's he's featured on is amazing.
Absolutely love this rendition! Also, whoever did the wardrobe totally killed it!
Feels like running across the Meadow on a sweet summer afternoon, our worries still a lifetime away.
this guys is somehow better live than in studio
Superb version, always good to hear this guy live
Grand assemblage lov listening to Alan it's clarity.❤
This live version is fantastic and magical! I can see Lauren Jacobson of the Lumineers playing violin.
Omg could you imagine him doing a lumineers collab
Happy Valentines Day!
Luv it!
So good. Nice production as well.
thanks for watching!
In love with this
Absolutely beautiful
Lovely ❤️
Fantastic!
Sounds friggin great!
Wow! Music and poetry at its finest.
I love this song ;D
Pure and utter magic!
Just delightful.
Isakov and Varney = Magic
Beyond good.
Awesome and brilliant music artist 😊❤️🎶😊🎶❤️
so cool!
Words cannot express what I am feeling when I listened to this song.😍😍😍😍
Great tune, big sound, wonderful vibe! Fantastic recording!
love this soooooo much!
my very favorite musician ~
Beautifull voices and great music :-)
So good
This is musical brilliance
When my Dad was in his heyday the contemporary music was Francis Sinatra. Frank and Lou are both left us but, I wonder if he knows what I'm listening to nowadays. I think Dad would approve of it. It's full of instrumentation and nice lyrics.
Michael Richey you dad taught you well...pass it on
great song, and great video!!!
This makes me soooo happy💓
Real music 👏👏👌
Such beauty! I love Gregory's music more than I can say and this song brings me nostalgia. I love it so much
Seen them live and they were amazing
Bravo!
Such an inspiration, Gregory!
THIS is pure MAGIC😭♥️
S a N...Smooth & Nice...Light & Love...
It’s Beautiful
How beautiful
Love this G.A.I and the band~
Happy Valentine's Day
damn i forgot about this song!!! for many years!! excellent this is a good video
Tellement impatient de l'entendre à Paris !
A song for the ages, and especially today
are there any more videos from the session?
Divine.
einfach wunderbar !!!!!
Big fan of your music!
Greetings from the netherlands
Listening to beautiful songs like this always do something ugly to my face(it makes me cry) I love you guys
Bravi Isakov e co. Emozionante!
Steve❤
The best there is!
desde Argentina. i love you isack!
Très bon musicien ❤❤❤
2:58 AME esa parte dios miooooo😭😭😭💖💖
❤️
Thanks for posting this video! Absolutely in love with this song, great live version and terrific production quality. You've got a new subscriber and hope you have much success!
Замечательно!
Ive been really looking a way for me to get a job as Gregory Alan's road crew so I could be on his every concert tour.
I tried to get snuck on with thier luggage lol. Me and gregory decided when they have enough money they will hire me as a triangle player
And he’s talking for valentine. It’s true all of it
The Waterman is the best album in my opinion.
What mic is that? It's beautiful.
You're the loneliest one, St. Valentine...
Where can we see more videos from this session?
Whose watching this on valentines day..?
Love this song, though it’s too bad about the f-bombs. Saw him and the band in concert recently and they were incredible, completely blew me away.
What are those things their playing on ? Are they called musical instruments? And what do they do ? They make beautiful sounds called, music .
This video is lovely. Does Richard Downie have a website?
he does! find him here: www.fanciful-fox.com/richard-downie
varneys back up vocals 👌
That guitar sounds like a freight train!
BOENO NO. LO SEGUIENTE BUENISIMO, QUE MUSICA DE PUTA MADRE
too good. it's not fair to all other artists
What is the middle mic?
Ear Trumpet!
Nice! I thought it was a Cascade Knucklehead at first and wondered how a short ribbon worked so well for this context. Thanks for the info, I haven't seen these!
Gushing
0:10
Well, Grace she's gone, she's a half-written poem
she went out for cigarettes and never came home
and I swallowed the sun and screamed and wailed
straight down to the dirt so I could find her trail
spread out across the Great Divide
Well, I just came to talk, Saint Valentine
I never pictured you living here with the rats and the vines
ain't that my old heart hanging out on your lines
you're all fucked up, Saint Valentine
Now I circle the bars on the promenade
while the girls in the glass, they're just throwing me shade
and I'm saving my coins up for Jingling Jane
she's out plucking strings in the pouring rain
see I'm all crooked feet, Saint Valentine
I've circled this map till it caught on fire
now Grace she's left you just skin and bone
well, you hang up your hat, but you can't call it home
you've tried and you've tried, but you can't call it home
you're the loneliest one, Saint Valentine
you're the loneliest one, Saint Valentine
you're all fucked up, Saint Valentine
Is he saying fucked up?
Connor Pollock yes
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Yes indeed 🌜
Well, Grace she's gone, she's a half-written poem
She went out for cigarettes and never came home
And I swallowed the sun and screamed and wailed
Straight down to the dirt so I could find her trail
Spread out across the Great Divide
Well, I just came to talk, Saint Valentine
I never pictured you living here with the rats and the vines
Ain't that my old heart hanging out on your lines
You're all fucked up, Saint Valentine
Now I circle the bars on the promenade
While the girls in the glass, they're just throwing me shade
And I'm saving my coins up for Jingling Jane
She's out plucking strings in the pouring rain
See I'm all crooked feet, Saint Valentine
I've circled this map till it caught on fire
Now Grace she's left you just skin and bone
Well, you hang up your hat, but you can't call it home
You've tried and you've tried, but you can't call it home
You're the loneliest one, Saint Valentine
You're the loneliest one, Saint Valentine
You're all fucked up, Saint Valentine
Well, Grace she's gone, she's a half-written poem
She went out for cigarettes and never came home
And I swallowed the sun and screamed and wailed
Straight down to the dirt so I could find her trail
Spread out across the Great Divide
Well, I just came to talk, Saint Valentine
I never pictured you living here with the rats and the vines
Ain't that my old heart hanging out on your lines
You're all fucked up, Saint Valentine
Now I circle the bars on the promenade
While the girls in the glass, they're just throwing me shade
And I'm saving my coins up for Jingling Jane
She's out plucking strings in the pouring rain
See I'm all crooked feet, Saint Valentine
I've circled this map till it caught on fire
Now Grace she's left you just skin and bone
Well, you hang up your hat, but you can't call it home
You've tried and you've tried, but you can't call it home
You're the loneliest one, Saint Valentine
You're the loneliest one, Saint Valentine
You're all fucked up, Saint Valentine
Well, Grace she's gone, she's a half-written poem
She went out for cigarettes and never came home
And I swallowed the sun and screamed and wailed
Straight down to the dirt so I could find her trail
Spread out across the Great Divide
Well, I just came to talk, Saint Valentine
I never pictured you living here with the rats and the vines
Ain't that my old heart hanging out on your lines
You're all fucked up, Saint Valentine
Now I circle the bars on the promenade
While the girls in the glass, they're just throwing me shade
And I'm saving my coins up for Jingling Jane
She's out plucking strings in the pouring rain
See I'm all crooked feet, Saint Valentine
I've circled this map till it caught on fire
Now Grace she's left you just skin and bone
Well, you hang up your hat, but you can't call it home
You've tried and you've tried, but you can't call it home
You're the loneliest one, Saint Valentine
You're the loneliest one, Saint Valentine
You're all fucked up, Saint Valentine