Love in the Wrong Times

by HADARA Levin Areddy

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This album has gone through hell and back and is featuring 4 different producers who have taken the songs their own different ways. It has been recorded a song at a time, over a long time, in different studios of all shapes and kinds, with long intervals in between songs. Some of the songs were recorded literally in my kitchen, with the most basic equipment, relying mostly on the red wine I kept pouring into the producer. Along the way, many songs were dropped while others came instead (some were older songs of mine), and there was a point I thought that it was going to be my nightmarishly never ending album, with songs going in and out through an eternally revolving door. But magically it all came together after all with 14 songs (coincidentally it is my 14th album) telling the story of love in the wrong times.

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released June 25, 2017

All songs written by Hadara Levin Areddy
Except for "What About Us" (written by Micha Sheetrit & translated to English by Hadara Levin Areddy).
Credits for each track vary and are written separately on the info page of each track.
Album photo by Michal Fattal

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HADARA Levin Areddy Israel

A singer/song writer, a rapper, a writer, a determined iconoclast, a track maker, song maker, mood swinger, who knows pretty well that too much of a good thing can get her right to hell. Starting kinda late, she hurried to release 10 loaded albums within 9 years. Now she's looking forward for the next rush, going indie again. ... more

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Track Name: What About Us
Over one infected sec
I thought I felt
the ship of sorrow sinking-in
the deepest blue of hopes and wine.

Over one infected sec
I thought I felt
the angels coming by
and my-oh-my, God was on our side.

What about us? Crushing down,
coming around, closer to the ground.
Closer to you. For now.
Track Name: Truthing Home
Please forgive me if I talk to much,
forgive me when I'm drunk or way too nervous to touch,
forgive me if I'm not that clear or never say enough.
Forgive me for misleading you while looking in your eyes.

I want to go home
with you
tonight.

I never meant to disappear on you like that,
but getting way too close to you was getting out of hand,
and I know there's no excusing losing and confusing you.
So here I am, trying to get truthing back to you.

I want to go home
with you
tonight.

You're in my song.
I can't go wrong
on you this time.
You're on my mind,
I won't go blind
on you tonight.

תרגום:
להתאמֵת הביתה

בבקשה תסלח לי, אם אני מדברת יותר מדיי.
סלח לי כשאני משתכרת או נלחצת מדיי ממגע.
סלח לי אם אני לא מספיק ברורה, או שלעולם איני אומרת הכול.
סלח לי על שהולכתי אותך שולל (הביתה), כשאני מביטה לך בעיניים.

אני רוצה הביתה. איתך. הלילה.

לא התכוונתי להעלם לך ככה,
אבל התקרבנו יותר מדיי, וזה יצא משליטה.
ואני יודעת שאי אפשר לסלוח על כך שאיבדתי וסיבכתי אותך.
אז הנה אני, מנסה להתאמת בחזרה אליך הביתה.

אני רוצה הביתה. איתך. הלילה.

אתה בתוך השיר שלי, כך שהפעם לא אוכל לקלקל את זה איתך.
אתה בתוך הראש שלי. לא אתעלם ממך (אתעוור עליך) הלילה.
Track Name: Falling
I think I'm falling.
I'm scared to feel too much,
I dive into your touch,
forget the the world around us.
The night is sweetly cruel (cool),
So I can play the fool,
forget the world around us.
I think I'm falling.
You try to change your name
and want to change the game
but idiot winds are blowing.
Your accent sweetly breaks,
your story bleeds and aches.
This might just be my calling.
I think I'm falling.
Track Name: My Worst Best Friend
I want to make love, she says,
while banging her head against the wall,
she feels so small.
I'm like a mental case, I don't believe this place
will do me any good.

The dogs are barking out,
I wish I had a crowd,
I'd call you up and help you sing.
But this is not a dream,
it's all the way, it seems,
you hurt the one you love the most.
And then you do it again.

Who's the one who told you,
you aren't good enough to
make it out there on your own?
Your heart is full of stars,
they cover up your scars,
and makes you perfect for a song.

The lights are going down.
The boys are leaving town.
You stand there shining on your own.
But this is not a dream,
it's all the way, it seems,
you hurt the one you love the most.
And then you do it again.

You're my worst best friend.

*
Track Name: Broken Be
Broken be, broken be
and let it go.
I can see, I can see,
you surly know.
There ain't free-, there ain't free-dom
anywhere. I want to go home.

Broken home, broken home,
Everywhere.
Don't look back, don't look back.
There's nothing there.
There's no free-, there's no free-dom
anywhere. I want to go home.

Sail away, close your eyes, giving in to the wind,
There's no end to this pain, but you'll take it.
Sail away, close your eyes, give it all to the wind,
There's no end to this ache and you know it.
Track Name: Couldn't Let Go
You - looked into my eyes, took me by surprise,
covered me with lies.
You - promised to be true, what the hell I knew,
about your deepest blue.
Your trust inside me,
Your lust beside me,
And though I wasn't a little kid when I met you,
still dwelt on your every whim when I had you.
Couldn't let go...
You - came into my life, all against my will,
All against my feel.
You - lurked out in the dark, waiting for my heart,
Planning your attack.
You joked behind me.
Your love beguiled me.
And though I wasn't a little kid when I met you,
still dwelt on your every whim when I had you.
Couldn't let go...
And just when I needed you most,
You ran away so fast and left me hurting so slow.
Track Name: Easy Morning
Easy morning on the hill tops, stars are late, oh, stars are late.
And I just cannot stop this heart beat, I cannot wait, I cannot wait.
Oh, I could never let you go away, please stay, with me.
See, you just cashed into my heart so hard, you set it free.
Here comes again my baby blue.
No matter what you say, I love you too.

***
Track Name: Taking a Ride
I'm just taking a ride on the sunnier side
of your turbulent mind.
See if I can get anything to play with
the rest of these bantering, stifling nights

I don't cry, I don't regret.
I don't try to forget.
I'm just playing with words in my head.
I'm not going insane.
I'm just clearing my brains
For you.

I just imagined myself in your head
Taking a trip with your heart in my hand.
Rain keeps falling a and I keep missing
The signs on the slippery road, what a load.

I don't cry, I don't regret.
I don't try to forget.
I'm just playing with words in my head.
I'm not going insane.
I'm just clearing my brains
For you.

Now you know for sure that you're not my number one
And if you want to be free, you know you gotta run.
You're stuck in between wrong and very wrong.
Which ever way you turn, you will never belong.
Sure, you were wrong to look, and I was wrong to hide.
We never said the truth, but we never really lied.
Track Name: Lover
Lover, I want to talk about it now
Before time goes by
Before I lose my mind.
Tell me, now you turned into my enemy,
Who does it feel today?
And does it ever go away?

Look at me,
I mean, I don’t know just how to be
What's going on with me
What's going wrong with me?

Movies, I keep on watching movies.
They're watching me too
They mistake me for you.
Brown eyes, thank you for the shy smiles,
Thank you for the half drinks
Thank you for the half dreams.

Look at me,
I mean, I don’t know just how to be
What's going on with me
What's going wrong with me?

Movies, I keep on watching movies, they're watching me too, they mistake me for you.
Track Name: Why Now
You turned your back on me, my friend,
Just when I needed some of that hand,
I cried so loud, I couldn't hear myself.
I kinda get it, you know, nobody gives a damn.
But why now?
My heart was bruised so bad, it lost a beat or two.
I dragged behind & right beneath the happy crowd.
I lost my shape, I lost my voice, I lost my mind.
And there was no one there to catch a falling star.
So why now?
You shut your eyes, you shot your heart alright.
I tried to knock, but you never listened.
I lost my track, hanging from the sky.
Too bad, you're late, I've been moving ahead, w/ out ya.
But wait a minute, why now?
(Been moving ahead, ain't looking back)
Track Name: It's Cold Outside & Nobody Gives a Damn
She's got her hands full of herself and she's freaking
She wants to know, where do you go when she's sleeping
They say she's a miracle, top of the line,
but you aught to know better than that.
Her head's full of dreams way up high in the sky
But her feet, they're chained to the ground
Across the street
She hears the beat
A man's rapping his shit out in the deep of the cold.
Across the night
She takes a flight
riding the burning heat of her heart.
I left you alone to a trip of your own,
now I got nothing to say.
What are you looking for, what do you need,
Why are you going insane?
I just want to know so I might be more careful
Next time you're losing your mind
But look at you now, making no sense at all
And the world's still spinning around (is falling apart).
And it's cold outside, and nobody gives a damn
Track Name: This Clown is a Fake
In this light when this pain come so easy
Free for all to take, free for all to break
In the wake when my tears start a rolling
The word of the wise come around to protect
You had it coming
when you settled for less
Than your mind insisted
For your own sake: This clown is a fake. This clown is a fake.

I don't look at myself, I don't know where
I left all my tricks to detect all your lies
But it must be devil that's counting
The horse-faced scars that she left on my heart

You had it coming
when you settled for less
Than your mind insisted
For your own sake: This clown is a fake. This clown is a fake.
Track Name: Make It on Your Own
Make it on your own
Let the sun go wrong
what would be the worst thing
that could happen to you?
Take it on your way
Let the best of day
find you
by mistake.
Two men standing on the road,
one looks troubled and the other is old.
Poor man handing out his fate,
the wait's getting heavy and my heart's getting late.
What makes it, so basic, that I can never really fake it?
What breaks it, then makes it, that no ever cares to taste it?
Track Name: Where is the Star
The Artist's Nightmare, WHERE IS THE STAR

She's got brains in her head, so they said, and she's cool.
Only time was miss-playing her hand that was full.
Like a fool she let go of a handful of dreams.
They were gone where the wild things all go, so it seems.
They left her alone, and she looked at her face,
some one else in the mirror was taking her place;
that was not whom she knew as her great fucking self
that was moving along, just in time, like a dance.
It was minutes before she appeared on the stage
and her piano was calling, and it didn't make sense.

But she had to move on, and she let down her hair,
hoping something would trigger the magic to flair,
hoping somehow the brains in her head will restore
the person she was, into place, counting to four.
It was nothing, just something, a bit of, that's all;
the usual tremor, that's all, nothing more,
maybe stage fright that messed with her brains there before.
They were best mates and enemies in love and in war.
And she covered her scars with a couple of jokes,
toasting something like," here's to you, holiest folks".

And those folks, they were holy, but they couldn’t see through.
This wasn't the lady they thought that they knew,
and like the holiest wave they all started to boo.
"We paid all that money, we want to see YOU".
The piano was off key, the lady was ugly.
"Where is the star that we came here to see"?

She ran back off stage, she was scared of the holy.
She looked at her self in the mirror and slowly,
she called up her lost dreams, her heart breaking sorely
"Get me out of this place, out of this folly",
and they got her alright, out of light, out of sight.
It wasn’t the artist they knew, nor the artist they loved,
but the stark naked truth standing awkward and lonely,
paying the price for the crowd she thought holy,
but holy shit, the truth is forever taboo,
as the genius of crowd keeps shouting the boo.
They don't want to pay for the artist's career,
they come for the beer, and the cheer and the now and the here.
Anyway, folks, in an hour or two,
we'll be totally gone, and I mean, you too.