I’ve been a sucker for folk music and harmonies since I was about 14, when I discovered The Weavers - especially their rousing versions of Tzena, Tzena, Tzena and Kisses Sweeter Than Wine (which I liked to sing in the shower). When I was 17, I graduated to Joni Mitchell‘s Blue, which is still my favourite folk album.

HaBanot Nechama
I don’t buy much folk music these days, although I still enjoy listening to my old standbys. But I was intrigued when a female group called HaBanot Nechama came out with a hit song that has been played waaaaay too many times on the radio lately, because folk is not such a big deal in the contemporary Israeli music scene.
HaBanot Nechama (Consolation Girls – sounds better in Hebrew, trust me) make lovely harmonies, and the mix of English and Hebrew is very unusual. Listen to So Far, which is in Hebrew with an English chorus, on their MySpace site. And let me know what you think…
I’ve translated the lyrics, but they sound hopelessly sticky-sweet in English. Not sure if I did a bad job with the translation, or I was just less aware of the Hebrew lyrics‘ stickiness because they rhyme, which disguises a multitude of sins.
So Far
Wondrous and descriptive, my life at every moment
Breathing into my soul
Declaring my thoughts
I harbor unlimited love,
I harbor unlimited love
For entire days I just don’t want to be
Like a gift, a gift that is predicated on love
Dark soul.
Give me yourself and not only if
Give love without jackals and without conditions
So far, you see the sky
You cry, you don’t know why
It’s joy, it’s happiness
The rainbow makes you feel high
So far, you see the sky
Maybe I’ll wear an incandescent gown
I’ll grow my heels I’ll widen my size
But even that won’t express me sufficiently
And if I leap to heights – beyond the horizon
Maybe that won’t make their hearts beat either
What else will I do?
To make my way succeed,
I have to work, to work, to lose, to forfeit
Will I crash and splinter into suppositions
Or continue to exist in this universe?
A long, exhausting and magical journey
And to where?
I don’t accept her
Maybe I spent too much time thinking
I should try my own way.
I forgot my talisman
I’m walking the face of the earth with no purpose, no purpose
I lack strength of will
Wasting my time on another morning coffee
Or on going to see a film
Fleeing fateful self love
Everything I request will be scattered to the winds
The deliverer is not delivering to this soul
For entire days I just don’t want to be
Like a gift, a gift that is predicated on love
Dark soul.
Give me yourself and not only if
Give love without jackals and without conditions
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