One Source of Bad Information

by Shira Z. Carmel and her Brasserie

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Fragile is life, what is death gonna be? We have reasons to believe death got something up his sleeve But for all we understand life still has the upper hand Fragile is life, what is death gonna be? Should we trust the ones who tell tales of heaven tales of hell? Is it just a misinterpretation? what about reincarnation? Will it be a circle? Will it be linear? will it have a beginning and an end? Fragile is life, what is death gonna be? will it be a one way trip? when you get there – send some tips.. but since no-one ever has… guess there's nothing to write home about - Fragile is life, what is death gonna be?
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Girls, know your part You were born, to be a part of this war Against humanity Women – hold your pussy tight! Just say no, and when your men wanna' know – why say – I won't fuck around until you stop this war! Wives, in your heart – You all know, your husband's working for war Against humanity Mothers – hold your pussy tight the fruit you bore, will grow to rot in this war Say – I won't have your child until you stop this war! Men have narrowed women down to bodies all these years Silenced and beautiful, will we forever be merely décor to the actions of men? Well - If a body's all we get then let our body roar – We won't be accomplices to all your wars! Say It's my body and you can't use it anymore! Patriarchy used us a natural resource, Enslaved our bodies and our minds – still they enforce - their reign over us - it's everywhere! They turned us into mirror-prisoners! Why should we comply with one dimensional existence? Ladies it's our time to build our feminine resistance get up women – this is our time to soar! Sisters, let's do our part we were born, to put a stop to this war - so HOLD YOUR PUSSY TIGHT
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One Source of Bad Information lyrics by Robert Bly There’s a boy in you about three Years old who hasn’t learned a thing for thirty Thousand years. Sometimes it’s a girl. This child has to make up its mind How to save you from death. He says things like: “Stay home. Avoid elevators. Eat only elk.” You live with this child but you don’t know it. You are in the office, yes, but live with this boy At night. He’s uninformed, but he does want To save your life. And he has. Because of this boy You survived a lot. He’s got six big ideas. Five don’t work. Right now he’s repeating them to you.
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Lyrics by Almog Behar (English translation follows the Hebrew) ליד יש חרב / אלמוג בהר רווח הַיד מִן הַרוֹבה כּמרחק הַלחִי מִן הנשִיקָה כּגבוּל חיי מִן הַהווה וכהִיפרד שפתיי מִן הַצעקָה. סתווִים וְחוֹרפִים אדם גוֹבֶה וְיֵש קוֹל גם בַּשתיקָה, רווח שֶאז היָה שווה נִקטע בּלחִיצת הדק מבהִיקָה. מיוּמנוּת כדוּר ברוּח ערב חוֹדרת עד אֶל הנשמָה בּזיכרוֹני לַיד יֵש חרב וּמתחִיל מסע אדם לאדמָה. דָם לא צוֹעק אפילוּ אִם שוֹפכים אוֹתוֹ כשהוּא עוֹד חם, וְאנשִים רבִים השכִילוּ לא לַתת עַל כךְ אֶת דעתם. רווח הַאצבע מִן הַהדק כּמרחק הַמת מִן הַיריָה כּהִיפרד הקִיר מִן הַסדק כּהִיוולד גוויָה. * The Hand Holds A Sword / Almog Behar The gap between the hand and the gun is like the distance between the cheek and the kiss, like the borderline between my life and the present, like the parting of the shout from my lips. A man gathers autumns and winters, silence also has a voice; A gap that was bigger then was cut by the squeeze of a shining trigger. The skill of a bullet in the evening wind penetrates to the soul; In my memory the hand holds a sword the journey of man to the earth begins. Blood never screams even if spilled when it is still warm, and many people have learned not to give it any thought. The gap between the finger and the trigger is like the distance of the dead from the shot, like the separating of the wall from the crack like the birth of a corpse.
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Soldier's Things / Tom Waits Davenports and kettle drums And swallow-tail coats Table cloths and patent leather shoes Bathing suits and bowling balls And clarinets and rings And all this radio really Needs is a fuse A tinker, a tailor A soldier's things His rifle, his boots full of rocks And this one is for bravery And this one is for me And everything's a dollar In this box Cuff links and hub caps Trophies and paperbacks It's good transportation But the brakes aren't so hot Neckties and boxing gloves This jackknife is rusted You can pound that dent out On the hood A tinker, a tailor A soldier's things His rifle, his boots full of rocks Oh, and this one is for bravery And this one is for me And everything's a dollar In this box
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Old Black Swan / Gian Carlo Menotti The sun is setting and it lies in blood The moon is weaving bandages of gold Old black swan where's my lover Now? Torn and tattered is my bridal gown and my lamp is lost With silver needles and with silver threads The stars stitch a route for the dying sun Old black swan where's my lover Now? I gave him a kiss and a golden ring And a golden ring I had given him a kiss of fire and a golden ring with silver needles and with silver threads The stars stitch a route for the dying sun Oh Black wing take me down with you Old black swan take me down with you
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daddy ran away with the circus covered up his tracks in a pile of mud daddy ran away with the circus left us nothing but sweat and blood daddy ran away with the circus went out for a cigarette - didn't even leave a butt daddy ran away with the circus now we're waiting for the flood - to come So, won't it come.. (today) daddy ran away with the circus I can still remember what he said, he said: "everyone must serve their purpose, And yours is here, you better use your head, no, girl don't sell your soul to the circus, I know you have talent but you're better off at home instead" well daddy I've been practicing, and I am not afraid so won't you come.. (today) daddy - how are things in the circus? I got me a job here- dusk till dawn - polishing the edge of a surface makes you understand the world is round daddy I've been practicing so long, tonight I'm gonna wear my dress and gown 'cause the circus is coming to town! so won't you come... (today)

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released January 1, 2016

שירה ז' כרמל והבראסרי מודים לכל המעורבות/ים בדבר

Shira Z. Carmel and her Brasserie are:
Voice and songs: Shira Z. Carmel
Arrangements - Orr Sinay
Drums: Oded Levi
Tuba: Péter Lengyel
Trombone: Yaron Ouzana
Trumpet: Tal Avraham
Bass Clarinet: Nitai Levi
Saxophone: Noam Shapira
Clarinet: Tomer Amikam

Music and Lyrics by Shira Z. Carmel (unless otherwise written)
Arrangements - Orr Sinay

Recorded live by Eyal Shindler and Kobi Farhi at the Mitzlol studios
Mixed and mastered by Kobi Farhi at the Mitzlol studios Tel Aviv

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Shira Z. Carmel Jerusalem, Israel

Shira Z. Carmel is a singer songwriter from Jerusalem.
Her bands include "The Hazelnuts", "Shira Z. Carmel and her Brasserie" the "Shira Z. Carmel Quartet" and "The Technicalities"

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