Efrat Ben Zur, the acclaimed Tel Aviv singer and actress, will be releasing her new album "Robin" at the end of March, and it's emerging as one of the most impressive works of this year. It's a collection of Emily Dickinson's poems composed by Ben Zur and produced with Omer Hershman. The result is songs blessed with Ben Zur's and Hershman's magical touch which take you on a sorcerous journey. The release of the first single, "Robin" was embraced by radio stations and the media.
Amit Erez- Acoustic guitar on track 1 & vocals on track 9
Guy Levy - Double bass on tracks 1,3,5,8
Ran Jacoboviz - Drums on tracks 3,4
Noam Haimovitz Weinsch – Viola on tracks 1,3,4,7
Chen Chenhar – Violin in track 1,3,4,7
Produced by Omer Hershman & Efrat Ben zur
Arranged by Omer Hershman, Efrat Ben zur, Assaf Shatil, Giori Politi & Karni Postel
String arrangements by Assaf Shatil
Additional arrangements by Amit Erez on track 1 & Baruch Ben Izhak on tracks 5 & 8
Tracks 5,6,7,8,9 recorded by Shimon Tal at Anova studios
Additional recording by Keren-Or Biton
Tracks 1,2,3,4 recorded by Omer Hershman at home on an 8 track machine, additional recording by Shimon Tal at Anova Music studios.
Mixed by Ronen Roth
Mastered by Roger Seibel at SAE Mastering
Executive Producers: Joshua Perry & Udi Niv for Anova Music
Photography cover by Anglika Sher
Cover design by Rachel kinrot
Efrat Ben Zur, the acclaimed Israeli singer and actress, will be releasing her new album "Robin" at the end of March, and
it's emerging as one of the most impressive works of this year. It's a collection of Emily Dickinson's poems composed by Ben Zur and produced with Omer Hershman. The result is songs blessed with Ben Zur's and Hershman's magical touch which take you on a sorcerous journey....more
Bee! I'm expecting you!
Was saying Yesterday
To Somebody you know
That you were due—
The Frogs got Home last Week—
Are settled, and at work—
Birds, mostly back—
The Clover warm and thick—
You'll get my Letter by
The seventeenth; Reply
Or better, be with me—
Track Name: While I Was Fearing It
While I was fearing it, it came,
But came with less of fear,
Because that fearing it so long
Had almost made it dear.
There is a fitting a dismay,
A fitting a despair.
’T is harder knowing it is due,
Than knowing it is here.
The trying on the utmost,
The morning it is new,
Is terribler than wearing it
A whole existence through.
Track Name: A Thought
A Thought went up my mind today -
That I have had before -
But did not finish – some way back -
I could not fix the Year -
Nor where it went – nor why it came
The second time to me -
Nor definitely, what it was -
Have I the Art to say -
But somewhere – in my Soul – I know -
I’ve met the Thing before -
It just reminded me – ’twas all -
And came my way no more
Track Name: Storm
IT sounded as if the streets were running,
And then the streets stood still.
Eclipse was all we could see at the window,
And awe was all we could feel.
By and by the boldest stole out of his covert,
To see if time was there.
Nature was in her beryl apron,
Mixing fresher air.
Track Name: One Fainting Robin
If I can stop one heart from breaking,
I shall not live in vain;
If I can ease one life the aching,
Or cool one pain,
Or help one fainting robin
Unto his nest again,
I shall not live in vain.
Track Name: Remembrance
I HELD a jewel in my fingers
And went to sleep.
The day was warm, and winds were prosy;
I said: “’T will keep.”
I woke and chid my honest fingers,—
The gem was gone;
And now an amethyst remembrance
Is all I own.
Track Name: The Wind
How lonesome the Wind must feel Nights —
When people have put out the Lights
And everything that has an Inn
Closes the shutter and goes in —
How pompous the Wind must feel Noons
Stepping to incorporeal Tunes
Correcting errors of the sky
And clarifying scenery
How mighty the Wind must feel Morns
Encamping on a thousand dawns
Espousing each and spurning all
Then soaring to his Temple Tall
Track Name: I'm Nobody
I'm nobody! Who are you?
Are you nobody, too?
Then there's a pair of us — don't tell!
They'd banish us, you know.
How dreary to be somebody!
How public, like a frog
To tell your name the livelong day
To an admiring bog!
Track Name: Till The End
I SHOULD not dare to leave my friend,
Because—because if he should die
While I was gone, and I—too late—
Should reach the heart that wanted me;
If I should disappoint the eyes
That hunted, hunted so, to see,
And could not bear to shut until
They “noticed” me—they noticed me;
If I should stab the patient faith
So sure I’d come—so sure I’d come,
It listening, listening, went to sleep
Telling my tardy name,—
My heart would wish it broke before,
Since breaking then, since breaking then,
Were useless as next morning’s sun,
Where midnight frosts had lain!