Saturday, October 30, 2021

Yael Eisenberg - Graceland


A beautiful take on Paul Simon's classic.

She said losing love
Is like a window in your heart
Everybody sees you're blown apart
Everybody sees the wind blow
I'm going to Graceland

The Mississippi Delta
Was shining like a national guitar
I am following the river
Down the highway
Through the cradle of the Civil War

I'm going to Graceland, Graceland
Memphis, Tenessee
I'm going to Graceland
Poor boys and pilgrims with families
And we are going to Graceland
My travelling companion is nine years old
He is the child of my first marriage
But I've reason to believe
We both will be received
In Graceland

She comes back to tell me she's gone
As if I didn't know that
As if I didn't know my own bed
As if I'd never noticed
The way she brushed her hair from her forehead

And she said losing love
Is like a window in your heart
Everybody sees you're blown apart
Everybody sees the wind blow

I'm going to Graceland
Memphis, Tennessee
I'm going to Graceland
Poor boys and pilgrims with families
And we are going to Graceland
And my traveling companions
Are ghosts and empty sockets
I'm looking at ghosts and empties
But I've reason to believe
We all will be received
In Graceland

There is a girl in New York City
Who calls herself the human trampoline
And sometimes when I'm falling, flying
Or tumbling in turmoil I say
Whoa, so this is what she means
She means we're bouncing into Graceland

And I see losing love
Is like a window in your heart
Everybody sees you're blown apart
Everybody feels the wind blow

Ooh, ooh, ooh
In Graceland, in Graceland
I'm going to Graceland
For reasons I cannot explain
There's some part of me wants to see Graceland
And I may be obliged to defend
Every love, every ending
Or maybe there's no obligations now
Maybe I've a reason to believe
We all will be received
In Graceland
Ooh, ooh, ooh
In Graceland, Graceland
Ooh, ooh, ooh
I'm going to Graceland

Maybe I've a reason to believe
I've a reason to believe
I've a reason to believe
I've a reason to believe









Saturday, October 23, 2021

WC - Cold cities


Wow ♥

I tried to move to cold cities
Which turned out to be unnecessary
Because no matter where I go
I carry the desert with me
I drag my feet to King George
I ask for the sugar
We haven't talked in years but you see
You're going through the same thing

I want to see your children
When it's too much I alienate
I want to see the years unfold
If it's too much, too much on the heart right now
I apologize

(where are you going now)
(nobody's poet)
(again you're alone)

I drag my feet to the angels
Who guarded us when we were children
They look at the clock like tired clerks
Waiting for the end of the day

Oh-oh
In the city center, a man hangs a poster
So many signs
Who can pay attention?
Oh-oh
Even in the house where you were born
For whatever reason
You want to go home

I want to see your children
When it's too much I alienate
I want to see the years unfold
If it's too much, too much on the heart right now
I apologize


Saturday, October 16, 2021

Saturday, October 9, 2021

Adar Alfandari - Wonder




First let me use the dialect in which I speak
To say something real
Our bulb may seem burnt sometimes but it's not, just needs a twist

I've been walking barefoot all night
looking for the demons in our mind

You're my late night radio station, when I'm off you tune me in
A bag for all those times my hands feel full, you'll pack my mess

I've been walking barefoot all night
looking for the demons in our minds

Let's wander, far away
Till we lose our way
And we'll be bound to stay


Tuesday, September 28, 2021

Cloud Of I - Sail Away



Reach me, I'll fly in to the night
Cause I start to build my roots 
So fast

Chasing the dreams
Chasing the visions
Of what I'll be one day

But now I've got to learn more
How to be on my way

Ambayana I wanna sail away
I want to sail away

Reach me I'll fly to the next spot
Cause I start to find new friends
So fast
Chasing the dreams
Chasing the places
That I wanna see the next day
But now I've got to let go
And to be on my way

Ambayana I wanna sail away
I want to sail away


Monday, September 13, 2021

Vitarti - Layers


We could all use a bit of a breather ♥ 

It's too many layers, of  memories, and fights, and promises, and restraints
And the beliefs are over, yes, all the mantras are so hollow that they are becoming chores
Yes, once we "lived here in fun" now I want to get out, I'm packing and it's final
It's too many layers, of arguments, amd fights, and promises, and restraints

It'll be okay, I swear
I won't scream this time, I'm silent
Calling your number with trembling hands

It's too many layers, of  memories, and fights, and promises, and restraints
And we also bought a pair of sofas, as a strange kind of promise for stability and the future
But the velcro is wearing off, apologizing and tired, we made a thousand payments
Everything is becoming so forced, sitting breathlessly by the trash bin, just counting the days

It'll be okay, I swear
I won't scream this time, I'm silence
Stroking your rabbit with clean hands

And there's no other bar I didn't drink at at night
Serve me Strychnine
And this city suddenly turned into a kind of jail
Because no one is you

It's too many layers, of  memories, and fights, and promises, and restraints
And the beliefs are over, yes, all the mantras are so hollow that they're becoming chores
I'm going back to the parents, It'll be tough but delicious, I hope I won't gain weight
It's too many layers, of  memories, and fights, and promises, and restraints

It's too many layers, of  memories, and fights, and promises, and restraints
You're supposed to be mine, plotting to be only with myself, oh God is this real?
It's already 1 am and there's a lockdown in the streets again, the flashlights are so hostile
It's too many layers, of  memories, and fights, and promises, and restraints
It's too many layers, of  memories, and fights, and promises, and restraints
It's too many layers, of  memories, and fights, and promises, and restraints


Monday, September 6, 2021

Hoodna Orchestra - Alem Alem


Shana Tova! What a wild and chaotic year. Last year we were just before a demoralizing lockdown and since then we've gotten vaccinated (most of us), tasted a temporary Covid-free reopening, learned to sort of live with restrictions again, got a booster vaccine (most of us), and we are now learning to make peace with uncertainty. We might have an amazing month and year ahead of us with long-awaited travels and we might go back to some kind of semi-lockdown. I've learned to appreciate family meals which were once a tedious affair and at the same time I've learned how to enjoy my time on my own and find delight in unexpected places. One form of delight for me has been the "Oneg Shabbat" newsletter, which translates to "Shabbat Delight" and is a very long list of links related to music, culture, and anything interesting that catches Guy Hajaj's eyes and ears, delivered from his home in Vancouver every Saturday morning. The Oneg Shabbat returned after a lengthy break last October and one of my vivid pandemic memories was spending Saturday mornings on a sunny bench wih my headphones on, going through the Oneg while sipping on takeaway coffee. Now my Saturdays are much busier, and there is less of a need to find ways to distinguish them from the rest of the week, but I still carve time on Saturday mornings to browse through the Oneg. This past Saturday Guy posted a playlist he created with his favorite Israeli songs from the past year. This energizing song by Hoodna Orchestra seems like the perfect start to what I hope will be an exhilerating year.