Monday, September 19, 2011

Tomer Yosef - Words Like These



Tomer Yosef's voice and music style are pretty unmistakable and the first thought that comes to mind is chilling on the beach. He's the lead singer of the wonderful Balkan Beat Box and he's collaborated with many artists bringing his magic with him everywhere he goes. I love the love story in this song and it gives the vibe that it's not trying too hard to be a radio hit.

How words like these
Stab when there is a love like this
Arguments await us
And wars and disappointment

I love you so much
When you need a place
I thought I knew you
But I'm curious today

That's how it is in life
But with you it's like this, especially
Paths curve
And a path not alone is also comprehended
And you're not looking
Hiding the obvious
When you don't give up
I want what's forbidden

How will I make it that now
You'll be happy being here with me
There isn't a direction left
Which I haven't turned to, I've tried everything
Waiting for the magic to come back

So give some sign
Or at least
Some finger from the hand
Thoughts are tangled
And I want now to get involved with you

I'm ready to cry now
If you'll only smile
I want to get closer
Without you drifting farther

How will I make it that now
You'll be happy being here with me
There isn't a direction left
That I haven't turned to, I've tried everything
Waiting for the magic to return

http://www.myspace.com/tomeryf

Monday, September 12, 2011

Idan Rafael Haviv - Waiting



I love the simplicity of this song. It's quite emotional, but at the same time very relaxing. The kind of music they like to play on the radio on weekends. And I'm pretty happy that it's no.1 on the radio charts. Idan Rafael Haviv is a former army officer from an elite unit, and I think that it shows in this song. It's hard to describe, but I can really hear in this song the voice of a soldier away from home. Yesterday was the 10th anniversary of 9/11, and like the rest of the world, we too had our eyes on America and watched the emotional ceremony on the news. Everybody talks about where they were on 9/11 and how vividly they remember it, so I'll also share my thoughts. I was in the seventh grade at home with my sister. We were watching some sitcom on the children's channel, and it was early evening. My mom came home from work, her face pale, and told us to switch to the news because something had happened. This was during the second intifada, and my first thought was that there had been a terrorist attack in Israel - the thought of terror outside our country, in New York of all places, seemed so strange and foreign to me. Just a few months earlier I had a conversation with a friend from summer camp who said that when he'll grow up he'll leave the country and move to America because it's so much more normal there and from what he heard also easier to make money. I personally thought he was acting a bit cowardly but didn't say anything. I think that was the biggest shock of 9/11- realizing that no place was really safe from terror, completely contrary to what we thought before of America.

Who comes up first it's an old love
Until I'll wake up
Here lying beside you try to relax
Who like me is this way with you?

The same dream, a familiar sentence doesn't leave me alone
I'm here with you always waiting
A field of thorns or a field of cotton
I'm again me, I'm just me
Standing barefoot on warm ground and ready

Who comes for sure it's an old love
Until I'll wake up
How the light in me went out and still guarding yours
Who like me is this way with you?

The same dream, a familiar sentence doesn't leave me alone
I'm here with you always waiting
A field of thorns or a field of cotton
I'm again me, I'm just me
Standing barefoot on warm ground and ready

http://www.facebook.com/pages/Idan-Haviv/64660965574

Monday, September 5, 2011

Plaster - A Bit Too Much



I wasn't at Saturday's one million protest. Instead, I was at a good friend's birthday party at a bar where the protest was shown on TV, and we saw on mute Eyal Golan exciting the crowd of 300,000 in Tel Aviv with an additional 106,000 throughout the country. There's been a lot of talk about the performers at the protests. Ever since the protest became so mainstream and such a consensus, it seems that every big artist wanted to join and give their support. There was some criticism at first regarding the fact that Mizrahi singers hadn't joined the party because at first, the protest was regarded as belonging to the middle-class Tel Avivians. But that's no longer the case, and Eyal Golan's performance in Tel Aviv seemed to serve to prove that the protest really does belong to (almost) all of Israel. And of course, he was also chosen to perform because he is such a great performer and crowd pleaser. Hayehudim were also there for pretty much the same reason, and probably also to bring in the young rocker audience. I have nothing against these performers, but it would have been great if there were more musicians performing who actually had something to say about the protest and not just attract a huge crowd. Hadag Nachash are great, but they're not enough. So I was quite thrilled to stumble upon this collection, which for now is available to download for free, of indie singers singing songs that directly have to do with social change and the general feelings among the public regarding the protest. The collection is called "Ohalim Adirim" which translates to "Huge/Amazing Tents" but also sounds very much like "Oh my God". The song I chose is from the second compilation, which is getting bigger and bigger since any musician is free to send a track. Plaster may not be a very successful band here (yet), but I'm pretty sure that if they had performed with this song in the protest, they would have been able to excite each and every protester and get them to sing along to the chorus. The songs on the collection capture the different feelings of the protest, from frustration at the government to hope for a better future, and this one is no exception, capturing the main feeling that has come from this protest - that small citizens can stand up together against the powerful and make a change. Nobody knows what will come next, and if there really will be a change, but without a doubt, there has been a change of consciousness, and many people have realized that they aren't alone with their feelings of frustration. I translated the creator's description of the collection because it really is important to support our culture and the artists who make it such a great one.

"The voice of a revolution. Musicians for a change of priorities.
The wind of revolutions are blowing over Israel and like always also this time the musicians are there from day one: playing, supporting, cheering, performing for free to strengthen the protesters and the righteous. But they too need support, they too are among the protesters, and they too are lifting their heads and saying
We need to change the priorities.

A country that neglects its culture also neglects its people. Despite its enormous contribution to society and social change, despite it being a pillar of the Israeli experience, the arts and especially the artists are always at the bottom of the priority ladder-they're the last to get paid (if at all), the last to receive support (if at all), and are still expected to always be there, always to shout the cry of the people, always to strengthen and encourage and sing the songs that will excite, calm, motivate action, become the soundtrack of an era.

This is no longer a compilation of protest songs, there are in this collection political protest songs, social, personal, and instrumental pieces that musicians gave without anything for exchange, out of sympathy and support for promoting the culture in Israel in all its forms and in the social struggle that's changing the social order in the country. We are all calling upon Israel: Acknowledge your culture as a national treasure!

This collection belongs to all of us!
We call on more musicians to upload their songs.
You are invited to mail liroon@gmail.com to receive a username and password"


To take two cups of cheese
Maybe it's a bit too much
It's the old list
The one that slipped from my hands

To take two cups of cheese
I'll pass on the whipped cream
The top layer
I'll leave for someone richer

Two rooms for rent
Maybe it's a bit too much
To dream about a car and apartment
About the kids and not me

Two rooms for rent
I'm sick of being ashamed
And paying for what there isn't
And sharing what there is

Who wants to can blame
The small, the weak
That stood up against the big
If there aren't apartments there are tents

Who wants to can blame
The small, the desperate
That stood up against the big
If there aren't apartments there are tents

Two shifts without sleep
Maybe it's a bit too much
Even for sharp observers
To find what's wrong and till when

Two shifts without sleep
In the end, I feel asleep on guard
Maybe it's the whole country
That wakes up only when things are bad

Who wants to can blame
The small, the weak
That stood up against the big
If there aren't apartments there are tents

Who wants to can blame
The small, the desperate
That stood up against the big
If there aren't apartments there are tents

www.facebook.com/plasterofficial

http://ohalimadirim.bandcamp.com/album/-

Sunday, August 28, 2011

Smadar Akray - I Didn't Mean To



It's so refreshing to hear a good pop song like this one, dreamy with a good beat yet down to earth, melodic and sweet but not too sugary. Light enough for August but not at all empty. Perfect for the end of summer.

My heart remains intact
When yours breaks once again
The last one and enough, so I'll stay
To sleep with you tonight, only until tomorrow
I'll wake up new
And you'll wake up and find out
That I'm not really yours
Really...

I didn't mean to
Take from you and run away
I took everything
I shut my eyes
Because that way it was more comfortable

My heart closed as a whole
For a long time, I've wanted to go
When I'm with you, I'm alone
This time I'm not coming back, don't wait
I won't lie for you
I'm not going back there anymore
With no one else
Really...

I didn't mean to
Take from you and run away
I took everything
I shut my eyes
Because that way it was more comfortable
To cover up...

I didn't mean to
Take from you and run away
I took everything
I shut my eyes
Because that way it was more comfortable...
To eat it all

http://www.smadarakray.com

Oh, and for something completely different- this video has been spreading through Facebook and rightfully so. Unfortunately, this is a fake trailer but I'd love to see a full movie version of...The Hangover Part 3: Bnei Brak! 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XztQBVmMjZM

Sunday, August 21, 2011

Chava Alberstein - Nature Girl



I don't think I've heard a song by Chava Alberstein I didn't like. She has the amazing ability to make you forget about everything that's going on and just focus on her singing and the emotion in her voice. After I heard this song I felt much calmer and at peace and it's exactly what I need during these tense days. This is basically a children's song taken from Chava's new children's album, probably the only children's album I'll want to hear with my younger siblings, and it's just as much for adults as it is for kids. The lyrics are actually quite dark with lines like "A black cloud in the sun/In the west swallows/How sad the land is/This song is about it". Maybe I'm looking into them too deeply because I'm thinking about the dark clouds over Gaza but maybe not. I've already had a taste of grad rockets in Beer Sheva in the winter in what felt like a preview of more serious things to come. Now it's starting to feel like the real thing and there is still tension because things can quickly get much worse. I'm away from the south so I can't say that I know how it feels. Just today rockets were fired hourly, which is already more than I've experienced, but there is a very shaky atmosphere in the air everywhere. Today a rocket hit a school, two weeks before the school year starts and that's sending a very clear message that they're aimed straight at innocent civilians and not army bases. Just from watching the video clip of the rocket strike from last night and hearing the siren I get goosebumps and freeze in place and I'm not even there. Up till now the road to Eilat was always seen as a sort of road to freedom on the way to vacation. In the wide-open desert I've always had a sense of peace, much different from how I feel on the road up North. It's been a while since I've been in Eilat, but I remember passing by soldiers and everything felt safe and normal. If there was a sense of danger surrounded by our neighbors it was never present here. But things have changed and apparently are still changing. At least there's still the option to get lost in Chava Alberstein's beautiful songs and take a break from the chaos.

The stork dropped a feather-
With which I write
A rabbit ran past...
Who I love

A black cloud in the sun
In the west...swallows
How sad the land is
This song is about it

The clear water appears
In which I dip
The carobs are already ripe
Which I eat

A beautiful doe passed by
I'll hunt her with a song
Between the mountains the back froze
But tomorrow it will thaw

http://www.ynet.co.il/articles/0,7340,L-4111504,00.html

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9fR9onFpAqQ&feature=list_related&playnext=1&list=AVGxdCwVVULXeU_NiF2rjdwhjbILVPP0B5

Sunday, August 14, 2011

Beit Habubot - What A Beautiful Day It Is Outside



There's something very surreal about this video. Maybe because you know that it was shot more than a month ago because it features a clean and tent-free Habima Square and Rothschild Avenue. There are so many materialistic features to this video like the jeep, bank and cafe that I don't even know if it would be made today. Maybe the creators would stop and say that there has to be more solidarity with the people and maybe not. Either way, it feels slightly irrelevant with so many citizens raging and the last thing they are thinking about is the beautiful summer, though maybe they are still enjoying the little pleasures in life like hanging out at the beach with friends. The only really relative line is "I don't say to myself anymore that things will work out" although personally I still do. Actually, this video is how I'd like my life to be in 10 years. Having fun at the beach with a group of close friends and showing off my baby. Minus the jeep. I don't know if I'll have a stable job with a pension and financial security, but I can control the fact that I'll be surrounded by people I love and take a break once in a while to enjoy the day with them.

I do not remember where to go
But I don't stop
Everything's starting to roll quickly
And another day passes
Again you came to me and again I ask
To wait or to give up
Every day I go through something else and don't advance

What a beautiful day it is outside
The sun is shining and you're so beautiful
And maybe there's been a mistake
And each moment can start from the beginning

I don't say to myself anymore that things will work out
Maybe I should look for a different place
There the quiet talks
Now it's already time to wake up
Or to find a new dream
The same familiar look that just says
That the heart doesn't give up

What a beautiful day it is outside...

http://www.facebook.com/pages/Beit-Habubot-%D7%91%D7%99%D7%AA-%D7%94%D7%91%D7%95%D7%91%D7%95%D7%AA/78816815112#!/pages/Beit-Habubot-%D7%91%D7%99%D7%AA-%D7%94%D7%91%D7%95%D7%91%D7%95%D7%AA/78816815112?sk=info

Sunday, August 7, 2011

Tamar Eisenman - Creation



Tamar Eisenman burst into the Israeli music scene with her super catchy hits "Sun" and "Hit Me" and her kickass rock attitude. Now she's back with "Creation". I love that she still sounds like herself but with a refreshing funky jazzy addition. This song doesn't directly deal with the protest, but it does capture the strong yearning to start something fresh and new.

Home is a bottle of wine
Slow, down life is to start over all the time
Swing; Take a ride it's jazz over again
Free, that word should be expelled.

Why did they put these fences up?
All they do is hook my cut.
Don’t anyone blame us for that.
We want peace to be a fact.

Oh I don’t wanna be
Someone already existing, oh let's start creation from the top.

Boom, Shaboom boom kaboom means so much to me
Rules, what the fuck are they? And who should we sew?
Me, Is another word for you
Fate, A text message we erase

Why did they put these fences up?
All they do hook my cut.
Don’t anyone blame us for that.
We want peace to be a fact.

Oh I don’t wanna be
Someone already existing, oh let's start creation from the top

Stop, pulling up
Fences to our hearts
Stop pulling up
Stop, blaming us

Home is a bottle of wine
Wine is a bottle of grapes
It's time for creation

www.eisenwoman.com