You said that after the rains
It would be better, it would be more pleasant
You said that after the holidays
We'll return to routine, we'll return like adults
We've passed the rains and Sukkot
And everything remains the same and I'm the same idiot
You lied because it's now after Sukkot
And if you were right, then why do I feel like crying?
This world stinks from New York to Rafah
Wherever you go, you'll always find an enemy
These are homeland birth pangs, and I want to leave
Whether black or white, we'll all die racists
You told me that I'm the best and that I have no competitors
And that we are both in love
You told me that everything is great
And that this is a beautiful time, but it's a time in life
So how come yesterday you didn't pay attention to me
And you didn't care what was happening to me?
And how come? Sometimes you understand
And sometimes you're a bitch, a bit of an unclear girl
Oy! And you make this world stink so much
From New York to Rafah
Wherever you go, you'll always find an enemy
These are homeland birth pangs, and I want to leave
Whether black or white, we'll all die racists
This world stinks from New York to Rafah
Wherever you go, you'll always find an enemy
These are homeland birth pangs... I want to leave
Whether black or white, we'll all die racists
The only music I've been able to listen to since October 7th is the music on Can 88, sensitively curated for a traumatized country. The Israeli songs they're playing these days are usually soothing songs from a distant past, like the beautiful 'Ein Gedi' which I heard while taking the underground light rail home from work, the only public place where I allow myself to use my headphones. Through Can 88's Facebook page I came across Yuval Mendelson's performance of 'New York - Rafah', which he wrote 22 years ago and is sadly still so relevant today. Maybe not as soothing as Yehudit Ravitz, but it was exactly what I needed to hear, for so many reasons.
I checked out Mendelson's page and came across a heartwarming performance of 'Intercom' (this time from 19 years ago), which he performed for displaced residents from the North, evacuated due to the tense situation by the northern border. Ever since the war began, Israeli musicians have been performing for injured massacre survivors, for displaced residents, and for soldiers about to risk their lives. This Friday is Bandcamp Friday and there's been an initiative to give back to Israeli musicians who have been volunteering day after day while facing economic insecurity. If you're into EDM please check out the #BringThemBack compilations, all proceeds will be donated to aid survivors of the Supernova massacre, from mental health care to support in bringing the hostages back home.
Tomorrow will be better ♥
It's raining outside and it's a sad winter for me
A big hat just so they won't see it's me
Young girls who haven't finished high school yet
And there are a hundred thousand people here but I will always be the last
I'd offer you a ride but I don't have a driver's license
And maybe tomorrow will be better you'll see
Tomorrow will be better for me
And if you hear my song then know that it's me
Tomorrow will be okay, you'll see
Tomorrow will be okay for me
And if you're passing by my street, call me on the intercom
And then I'll get up and open the door for you.
A cute blonde is sitting at the bar and pinching her nose
One pinch from her and soon I'm out the door
I thought maybe I'll approach her and we'll start to talk
I'll order a drink for her but until I'll have the courage
The blonde and I will wait
I'd invite her to listen to records
But I live with my parents
So maybe tomorrow will be better you'll see
Tomorrow will be better for me
And if you hear my song then know that it's me
Tomorrow will be okay, you'll see
Tomorrow will be okay for me
And if you're passing by my street, call me on the intercom
And then I'll get up and open the door for you.
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