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How can I keep (from) singing?

by Anat Halevy Hochberg

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Come with me, my love We’ll go out to the field and see what the earth has borne We won’t till the soil this year, just wonder and the wonder that we see there Come with me, my love, I’ll show you all my favorite wildflowers we can eat Come with me, my love we’ll build a house for us under the olive trees Look at the sun, feel how it warms your face, though the air around you is cold Lay on the Earth, feel how it holds your face, if you make a little space for your nose Come with me my love, I wanna write a song that will make us dance with both feet in the air Come with me my love, We’ll lay down for a while ‘til grass and ants creep up into our hair Come with me, my love I’ll tell you things I never said to anybody else before Com``e with me, my love We’ll hike down the mountaintop and hike down ‘til we reach the seashore Look at the sun, feel how it warms your face, though the air around you is cold Lay on the Earth, feel how it holds your face, if you make a little space for your nose Come with me, my love Let’s pack our bags to go away for weeks and then stay home instead Come with me, my love We’ll cook a meal for kings and eat in our pajamas in the candlelight Come with me my love, We’ll sit by the fireside and read fairy tales ‘til the morning light Come with me, my love It won’t always be like this - but at least let’s let it be like this tonight
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Amphibrach Dance Remember, first falling, and falling, from lofty, from distant, from dizzy cliff’s slim ledge, yes falling, through clear, not blue-burned air, yet falling, still falling to soft sand, to hard sea, to longing for longing, and much less: the broken, the thunky, the dancing we each did, the heels down, then toes up, then heels down, the rocking, the forward and, yes, back— its measure so awkward, the sad dance we each did, remember, remember? Thomas Lux
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ba-da-bap-bah, ba-da-bap-bah ba-da-bap-bah, ba-da-bap-bah It wants to come, but it doesn’t come I wanna go, but I never go He wants to sing, but it doesn’t sing They want to play, but they never play She wants to dance, but she doesn’t dance You wanna grow but you don’t grow Every morning, the sun says I know just what I’m doing here What are you doing here little girl? Most days I don’t know But some days I’m like, I know just what to do and I’m perfect I know just what to do and I’m perfect I know just what to do and I’m perfect It wants to come, but it doesn’t come I wanna go, but I never go He wants to sing, but it doesn’t sing They want to play, but they never play She wants to dance, but she doesn’t dance You wanna grow but you don’t grow ------- It wants to come, but it doesn’t come She wants to climb, but she’s afraid of falling She wants to jump, but she doesn’t jump He wants to swim, but he’s afraid of water They want to love, but they’re afraid of breaking hearts They want to love, but they’re afraid of breaking hearts They want to love, but they’re afraid of breaking hearts He wants to cry, but he hasn’t cried in three years I know just what to do and I’m perfect I know just what to do and I’m perfect I know just what to do and I’m perfect I know just what to do and I’m perfect …… ba-da-bap-bah, ba-da-bap-bah ba-da-bap-bah, ba-da-bap-bah
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My life flows on in endless song; Above earth's lamentations, I hear the real, tho' far-off hymn That hails a new creation; Through all the tumult and the strife I hear its music ringing; It sounds an echo in my soul— How can I keep from singing? Although the tempest loudly roars, I hear the truth, it liveth. But though the darkness 'round me close, Songs in the night it giveth. No storm can shake my inmost calm While to that rock I'm clinging; Since love is lord of heaven and earth, How can I keep from singing? Der shturem voyet af a hoykhn kol Dem emes her ikh lebn Di finsternish krikht lebn mir Mir hern zayn gezang Der shturem nemt nisht tsu mayn ru Vayl libe koyles klingen In meyn neshome her ikh zey Ikh her nisht of tsu zingen When tyrants tremble, sick with fear, And hear their death-knell ringing, When friends rejoice both far and near, How can I keep from singing? In prison cell and dungeon vile, Our thoughts to them are winging; When friends by shame are undefiled, How can I keep from singing?
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A tree bends and leans he tender wind, she pets its head and kisses its leaves There, in the trees My lovely one, she picked an apple her laugh is ivory Oh, If I were a tree and she the wind She’d be kissing me And she’d pick a graceful apple, little me Oh, and when the sun will set I’ll raise my voice to thee Lovely one, come down to my garden and walk with me
6.
Golden Wings 04:57
Driving West and I feel the trees grow less When the winter comes, they lose their leaves When the winter comes, I lose my easy way of being in the summertime Thunderstorms don’t get me down the way bad dreams do I woke up this morning with clouds around my bed 2 AM, and I wonder where I am When the lights are out and no one’s home When the lights are out I feel me goin’ somewhere that I don’t belong Morning light don’t always work the way it should Sun is rising, still I feel I’m in the dark But golden wings will carry me home today Golden wings will carry me home Golden wings will carry me home today Golden wings will carry me...carry, carry…carry me home She said, wait I think I know the way you feel Don’t forget to breathe, you must let go Feeling heartache is just part of knowin’ what your heart can do at all Winter blues will make your toes and fingers red It’s okay to spend the morning in your bed But golden wings will carry me home today Golden wings will carry me home Golden wings will carry me home today Golden wings will carry me...carry, carry…carry me home
7.
Conversation With the Soul The soul said, give me something to look at So I gave her a farm. She said, it’s too large. So I gave her a field.The two of us sat down Sometimes, I would fall in love with a lake, or a pinecone. But I liked her most - She knew it. Keep writing, she said. So I did. Each time the new snow fell We would be married again The holy dead sat down by our bed This went on for years. This field is getting too small, she said. Don’t you know anyone else to fall in love with? What would you have said to her?
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Yedid Nefesh 06:46

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released July 8, 2020

Lead vocals, guitar, Merlin dulcimer: Anat Hochberg
Percussion: Matt Meyer
Cello: Noah Schmitt
Bass guitar, guitar, banjo, harmony vocals: Jack Byrne
Organ: Matthew Goldfield
Clarinet: Nathan Margolin

Engineering, editing, and production: Anat Hochberg and Matthew Goldfield
Mixing and mastering: Don Godwin
Produced by Cap & Scarf
Recorded at Upstairs Bedroom Studio in Boston, November 2017 & January 2018
Cover photo by Dan Hochberg
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Special thanks to Emma Dreyfus for cooking nourishing food for the recording days; Rivke Canning for Yiddish translation; Casey Yurow for introducing me to the Breslever nigun I played in “Yedid Nefesh”; Matt M., Noah, Jack, and Nathan for the music; Efrat Apter for suggesting the Dm in “Conversation with the Soul” and for the encouragement; Sigalit for inspiring the third verse of “Golden Wings”; Thomas Lux and Robert Bly for the words; Hashem!; Matt Goldfield for your incredible work and support in the production process.

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Conversation with the Soul “The poem is recorded through arrangement with Georges Borchardt, Inc., on behalf of Robert Bly. All rights reserved.”
“Amphibrach Dance” from NEW AND SELECTED POEMS, 1975-1995 by Thomas Lux. Copyright © 1997 by Thomas Lux. Used by permission of Houghton Mifflin Publishing Company. All rights reserved.

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Anat Halevy Hochberg Boston, Massachusetts

Classical training meets Yiddish soul, Yemenite melody, and an affinity for folk music. Boston-based. Fiercely stubborn & frustratingly sensitive. Likes to sing to people and to sing with people. Also produced elulmusicproject.bandcamp.org. Check it. See more of my work at anathalevyhochberg.com // @anathalevyhochberg on insta ... more

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