Hidden Flame

by Gilad

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About Gilad

Gilad Hesseg has been making classics rock since he was 12, creating a new musical genre combining his two loves – 70’s rock and a passion for classical poetry – ranging from the biblical David’s Lament to the twentieth century works of Edgar Allen Poe, Hemmingway, and other classical poets from centuries in between. His video of Annabel Lee is a YouTube favorite, prompting kudos from students like, “…Thanks Gilad – now instead of memorizing my poetry I can sing it.”

The Hidden Flame smoldering throughout the album, unifying each diverse selection, is the love of family, as in Brother, a song written by his own brother, Tommer; the touching sincerity of knowledge and wisdom passed down from father to son in Kipling’s If; of one true love, Annabel Lee, a love so deep it transcends even death; The Hidden Flame, forewarning the fire of hidden love that doesn’t come together is even more powerful; the Beggar Maid – you’ve got to love a Cinderella story; The First Day, remembering the small things in love over time; Happy the Man, urging us to love today to be happy tomorrow; of a child in Advice to a Son, Hemmingway’s ingenious exposé of life’s raw truths; You Smiled You Spoke and I believed, the heartache of love lost by betrayal; David's Lament, the love and friendship of two men; and Farewell, the sadness of love gone wrong and the pain that yet endures.

In 2007, Maestro Stanley Sperber, conductor of the Jerusalem Academy Chamber Music Choir attended one of Gilad's concerts and commissioned him to write a new choral composition for his choir. The words of Poe’s Annabel Lee immediately came to him, and he composed the music that same night. Later, Maestro Richard Coffey, Artistic Director and Conductor of Connecticut’s Concora Choir, was impressed by the composition and added it to the choir's repertoire. Sperber asked Gilad to compose a second piece, resulting in an orchestral and choral version of David’s Lament.

His management and production association with Suzi Reynolds & Associates, LLC began when Jamie Fay, a member of that firm, moved to Israel and began working with Gilad. Though he’d already completed Annabel Lee and David’s Lament, he did not yet have an album concept. His work with Jamie gave him confidence and Suzi supplied the production guidance to help him complete Hidden Flame.

He began collecting material for the album by ordering classic poetry books online. The poems spanned from BC to the 20th century, and he chose those which spoke to him on an intimate level at first reading. The creative muse was with him, and he determined to work day and night to complete his mission. His muse was his late father, a painter and sculptor who taught industrial arts and spent all his free time working on original pieces, yearning for the day when he could devote all his time to his art. Sadly, within a year of his retirement, he was diagnosed with cancer and passed away in 1999. This dramatic event still propels Gilad to pursue his passion full-heartedly. The poems fueled the fire for his music, which comes easily to him as fully orchestrated pieces. Gilad remarks, “It’s exciting to discover that I’m somewhat of a pioneer of this musical genre, and I’ve already begun working on my next album. I look forward to performing around the world, meeting all my fans and making new ones.”


This album is dedicated to my parents, who introduced me to music, inspiring and encouraging me to be creative.

Special thanks to: my wife Rinatia forher constant love, support and inspiration; my two amazing sons who give me many sleepless nights but endless motivation; my two brothers - Tommer for his musical advice, and Doron for masterminding my studio and computers;Valery Lipetz for his constant musical and moral support in helping me to always see the big picture; Merav Josef for her friendship and assistance; Jackie Frankel for her constant smile and invaluable assistance; Jamie Faye for pointing me in the right direction; and Suzi Reynolds for her encouragement, guidance and professional help. To all the musicians involved in Hidden Flame, I am profoundly grateful for your amazing talent, love and dedication.


released December 1, 2012

All Music & Arrangements by Gilad Hesseg for GH Music / Akum

All Instrument and Vocal Arrangements by Gilad Hesseg with the help of Valery Lipetz, except String Arrangements tracks (6, 9) by Ronnie Reshef.
Vocal arrangements for track (2) Merav Josef, track (5) Gilad Hesseg& Tom Cohen, track (8)Gilad Hesseg & Merav Josef.
Mix& Mastering: Steve Macmillan L.A, U.S.A.
Recording Engineer: Gil Teleman; except for tracks (2, 4, 5, 8).Yonatan Danino.
Recorded at Bardo Studios, 4 Harakoon St., Ramat Gan.
Cover Photographs: Raanan Tal.
Cover Design: Feel Creative Studio.
Styling: Maya Kramer.
Supervising Producer: Suzi Reynolds.

Drums: Asher Fedi except Annabel Lee, Brother, & David’s Lament: Evgeny Maistrovsky
Bass: Valery Lipets, except You Smiled You Spoke and I Believed: Avi Yifrah
Percussion: Gilad Dubretzky
Lead Elec. Guitar: Yoni Babitsky except Advice to a Son: David Biton
Elec. Guitar: Yoni Babitsky; also in You Smiled You Spoke and I believed: Nick Miller
Solo Classic Guitar in The First Day: David Biton
Violin 1: Chen Shenhar; Violin 2: Yael Barolsky; Viola: Maya Roman; Cello: Yoed Nir
Flutes & Accordion: Salit Lahav Warshai
Sax Tenor: Mark Rozen
Trumpet: Adi Meiri
Trombone: Moran Baron
Piano: Tomer Mezamer except You Smiled You Spoke and I believed & The Beggar Maid: Gilad Hesseg;
Hammond: Tomer Mezamer except You Smiled You Spoke and I believed Fima Shuster
Acoustic Guitar: Gilad Hesseg
Vocals: Brother: Dikla Hesseg and Tom Cohen; If: Merav Josef; Annabel Lee: Gilad Hesseg; The Beggar Maid: Tom Cohen; Happy the Man: Tom Cohen, Merav Josef and Yael Hune; Advice to a Son: Merav Josef; David’s Lament: Tommer Hesseg, Tom Cohen, Merav Josef and Rinatia Hesseg; Farewell: Ty Stephens, Lil Phillips & Jenny Douglas.


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An original performance of World/Rock/Pop music to the words of poets Hemingway, Poe, Kipling and others, astounding audiences internationally with this new genre. Emotionally riveting - a must see and hear!

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Track Name: Brother
It's so hard, to be leaving in a time like this.
I don’t know whether I'm the only one.
Mother, please say my name.
Just to hear you say it kind of makes me feel young again.

Brother where can you be?
If it’s something I said believe me I am so, so sorry.

I've been waiting for you to come home.
I went crazy, oh what went wrong.
Cause I miss you more than ever before.
Hurry back, hurry home

It's alright in a time like this to run away.
I don’t know though if you’re o.k.
It's kind of vague what has happened to you.
People say that's it's a waste of time, I say NO, NO it's not through…
Track Name: If
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;

If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;

If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;

If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;

If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!
Track Name: Annabel Lee
It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of ANNABEL LEE;–
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.

She was a child and I was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea,
But we loved with a love that was more than love–
I and my Annabel Lee–
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.

And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud by night
Chilling my Annabel Lee;
So that her high-born kinsman came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
In this kingdom by the sea.

The angels, not half so happy in Heaven,
Went envying her and me:–
Yes! that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of a cloud, chilling
And killing my Annabel Lee.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we–
Of many far wiser than we-
And neither the angels in Heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee:–

For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I see the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride,
In her sepulchre there by the sea–
In her tomb by the side of the sea.
Track Name: Hidden Flame
(Adapted Version)
I FEED a flame within, which so torments me
That it both pains my heart, and yet contains me:
'Tis such a pleasing smart, and I so love it,
That I had rather die than once remove it

Yet she, for whom I grieve, shall never know it;
My tongue does not betray, nor my eyes show it.
Not a sigh, nor a tear, my pain discloses,
But they fall silently, like dew on roses.

Thus, to prevent my Love from being cruel,
My heart's the sacrifice, as 'tis the fuel;
And while I suffer this to give her quiet
My faith rewards my love, though she deny it.

On her eyes will I gaze, and there delight me;
While I conceal my love no frown can fright me.
To be more happy I dare not aspire,
Nor can I fall more low, mounting no higher.
Track Name: The Beggar Maid
Her arms across her breast she laid;
She was more fair than words can say;
Barefooted came the beggar maid
Before the king Cophetua.

In robe and crown the king stept down,
To meet and greet her on her way;
‘It is no wonder,’ said the lords,
‘She is more beautiful than day.’

As shines the moon in clouded skies,
She in her poor attire was seen;
One praised her ankles, one her eyes,
One her dark hair and lovesome mien.

So sweet a face, such angel grace,
In all that land had never been.
Cophetua swear a royal oath:
‘This beggar maid shall be my queen!’
Track Name: The First Day
(Adapted Version)
I wish I could remember that first day,
First hour, first moment of your meeting me,
If bright or dim the season, it might be
Summer or Winter for aught I can say;
So unrecorded did it slip away,
So blind was I to see and to foresee,
So dull to mark the budding of my tree.

Such a day of days! I let it come and go
Such a day of days! As traceless as a thaw of bygone snow;
It seemed to mean so little, meant so much;
If only now I could recall that touch,
First hour, first moment of your meeting me,
First hour, first moment of your meeting me.
Track Name: Happy the Man and Happy He Alone
Happy the man, and happy he alone,
He who can call today his own:
He who, secure within, can say,
Tomorrow do thy worst, for I have lived today.
Be fair or foul or rain or shine
The joys I have possessed, in spite of fate, are mine.
Not Heaven itself upon the past has power,
But what has been, has been, and I have had my hour.
Track Name: Advice to a Son
Never trust a white man,
Never kill a Jew,
Never sign a contract,
Never rent a pew.
Don't enlist in armies;
Nor marry many wives;
Never write for magazines;
Never scratch your hives.

Always put paper on the seat,
Don't believe in wars,
Keep yourself both clean and neat,
Never marry whores.

Never pay a blackmailer,
Never go to law,
Never trust a publisher,
Or you'll sleep on straw.

All your friends will leave you
All your friends will die
So lead a clean and wholesome life
And join them in the sky.
Track Name: You Smiled You Spoke and I believed
You smiled, you spoke, and I believed,
By every word and smile deceived.
Another man would hope no more;
Nor hope I what I hoped before:
But let not this last wish be vain;
Deceive, deceive me once again!
Track Name: David's Lament
Tell it not in Gath,
publish it not in the streets of As'kelon;
lest the daughters of the Philistines rejoice,
lest the daughters of the uncircumcised triumph.
Ye mountains of Gilbo'a,
let there be no dew, neither let there be rain, upon you,
nor fields of offerings:

for there the shield of the mighty is vilely cast away,
the shield of Saul, as though he had not been anointed with oil.
From the blood of the slain,
from the fat of the mighty,
the bow of Jonathan turned not back,
and the sword of Saul returned not empty.

Saul and Jonathan were lovely and pleasant in their lives,
and in their death they were not divided:
they were swifter than eagles,
they were stronger than lions.
Ye daughters of Israel,
weep over Saul,
who clothed you in scarlet, with other delights;
who put on ornaments of gold upon your apparel.

How are the mighty fallen in the midst of the battle!
O Jonathan, thou wast slain in thine high places.

I am distressed for thee, my brother Jonathan:
very pleasant hast thou been unto me:
thy love to me was wonderful,
passing the love of women.

How are the mighty fallen,
and the weapons of war perished!
Track Name: GIlad - Farewell Ungrateful Traitor!
(Adapted Version)
Farewell ungrateful traitor!
Farewell my perjur'd swain!
Let never injur'd woman
Believe a man again.
'Tis easy to deceive us
In pity of your pain,
But when we love, you leave us
To rail at you in vain.
Before we have descried it,
There is no joy beside it,
But she that once has tried it
Will never love again.
Farewell ungrateful traitor!
Farewell my perjur'd swain!
Let never injur'd woman
Believe a man again.
The passion you pretended
Was only to obtain,
But once the charm is ended,
The charmer you disdain.
Your love by ours we measure
Till we have lost our treasure,
Your love by ours we measure
But dying is a pleasure when living is a pain.
Farewell ungrateful traitor!
Farewell my perjur'd swain!
Let never injur'd woman
Believe a man again.

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