Ovadya

Ovadya

 Chicago, Illinois, USA
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Distinctive, highly original music (including some uniquely spun Trad J music) in a neo-psychedelic, world-influenced rock and acoustic-rock environment. Snippets here and there of of MidEast/modal textures. From electric violin, bass, sax, passionate vocals and outrageous drums to some seriously fly guitar. Extremely different, infectious songs. http://www.ovadya.net/

Biography

Ovadya has been playing before diverse audiences for over ten years...

...all the way from opening for Eric Burdon & the Animals to Piamenta (the "Israeli Jimi Hendrix") & benefits, to clubs to live radio, from festivals to synagogues to benefits to intimate coffee houses. Their music has been featured on radio nationally and locally (WXRT, WNUR, WBEZ, WNUR, WLUP and many more), charting in CMJ and grabbing major (Polygram) label interest and indie label offers. Press on Ovadya and its music includes Chicago Sun Times affiliates, Chicago Tribune, Illinois Entertainer and many other newspapers / periodicals.

Bandie Backgrounds

Linda Wolf has recorded with monster guitarist Phil Keaggy and played with original, far-reaching New York and Chicago-area bands.

M Hurley's songwriting and her guitar work/music interested Polygram and received indie label offers and has been on radio. She was featured in Guitar World magazine and other press and signed a licensing deal with Outright Music in 2012. 

Vocalist Terrence Price has been called "a gentle, yet strong triple threat" (Jack Helbig, Chicago Reader). Terrence's unique style has been honed through consistent work in Chicago as an actor, model, voice-over for national and local companies and musically by headlining with powerful funk/rock bands including opening for the Village People. Terrence's vocals range from original thru rock, gospel, dance music (co-writing and recording with Chicago-born DJ Roy Davis Jr) and R&B with actor Anthony Montgomery.

Matt Kanter, an alum of The Collective School of Music in New York city, has played drums extensively with nationally known bands and performed all over the US, South Africa, Israel and Mexico. When not wowing audiences, he teaches drums and does studio work.

More Recently Ovadya has been written up in the Pioneer Press, and the band's music is now on Vocolo (WBEZ affiliate).

Lineup

  • Linda Wolf: Sax and Electric Violin
  • Matt Kanter: Drums
  • Terrence Price: Vocals
  • M Hurley: Lead Guitars / Effects, Songwriting, Mandolin

http://www.ovadya.net/






Lyrics

Dror Yikra (Traditional, with original Intro & arrangement by M H)

Written By: M Hurley

Dror Yikrah (Cry Freedom)

The first time I heard D’ror Yikra, it was on an Erev Shabbat in Rehavia (West Jerusalem). It was sung horribly by a friend of mine, who as it turned out, opened for me, doors into an incredible world for which I will be ever grateful. The tune is a powerful 10th century Iraqi-Jewish melody written by the Jewish grammarian Dunash Ben Lavrat with a Hebrew acrostic of his name embedded into the lyrics. The content is timely and profoundly moving. Its music, too, is a good example of powerful Sephardic stylings. There is no “C” or “bridge” section to the original tune, so we added a additional part. It has also brings with it the hope of the future redemption of Israel and a Messianic Age, similar, I feel, to the traditional prayer from the Siddur, “V’Techezena.” We only did the first 2 of a potential 80 million verses.

Intro Instrumental

D’ror yeekra... L’ven eem vat V’yeentsarchem... Kmo vavat
Na’eem sheemchem... v’lo yooshbat Sh’voo v’noochoo... b’yom Shabbat!

D’rosh navee... v’oolamee V’ot yesha... ’aseh eemee
Neta sorek b’tock karmee She’ah shevat b’nai amee

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(Cry out freedom... to sons and daughters
And he will keep you as the apple of his eye
Pleasant is your name and will not be destroyed
Sit (dwell) and relax/rest on the day of Shabbat.

Seek my sanctuary and my home
Give me a sign of deliverance
[and a sign of salvation make to me]
Plant a vine in my vineyard
Look to my people, hear their laments)

Beige, Blue and Gold

Written By: M Hurley

Beige and Blue and Gold (The Cable song)
(True story—see below)

Buried (in)to the wall
And hanging high above my head
Is this woven steel cable
And this is what is said

It is pulled down in the daytime
It is pulled up in the night
And on its shoulders
Soldiers ride to safety in the fight

I'd forgotten how I loved you...  But I loved you from of old
Pine and Dill and Cumin...  Beige and blue and gold

And not too far beneath
On the hillside in the scrub
Are two-thousand year old tiles
You can kick as well as rub

Up and down the hills
Are these twisty windy streets
All the living quarters touch
And the past and present meets

I'd forgotten how I loved you...  But I loved you from of old
Pine and Dill and Cumin...  Beige and blue and gold

Still can see that cable
Hang against the sky
It's silently a witness
Of a longing and a cry

That runs across this valley
That runs deep across this place
In years to come as well as done
This remains a sacred place

I'd forgotten how I loved you...  But I loved you from of old
Pine and Dill and Cumin...  Beige and blue and...
Beige and blue and...  Beige and blue and... 
Yerushalayim of old 
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A couple years ago we went back to visit Israel again. I saw old friends and realized slowly but powerfully, how the sites, the sounds, the smells, the kind of light in the area, the materials—and mostly the people who forever impacted me—had irrevocably changed me. I realized I was still there and that I never left. I also realized something about where I had lived (see below) and wanted to try to capture this all in a song:

When I lived in Jerusalem, I was situated in a very unique area that was yards from the Tomb of David, the Diaspora Yeshiva and the Kotel (Western wall). That area, Har Zion (“Mt. Zion”) was super rich in history where one could literally find spent shell casings from the '48 war along side p’sifas, (Herodian 2000 year-old mosaic tiles) on the ground in the weeds next to the beer cans. And I found tons of stuff there.

In my room for one inexplicable reason was anchored into the bedrock behind the wall, this huge braided steel cable that literally stretch across the valley. I never saw exactly where it ended on the other suae and we hung our laundry to dry on that thing.

years later I did a little research and found out.

http://www.ynetnews.com/articles/0,7340,L-3769054,00.html

And here is the cable car's story: During the War of Independence there was a problem of accessibility between the western part of the city and Mount Zion. At first the connection was maintained through a tunnel crossing the wadi. Its entrances can be seen today at the entrance to Mishkenot Sha'ananim and going up to Mount Zion, from the traffic light over Sultan's Pool. The tunnel made it possible to transfer supplies to the mountain and evacuate the injured, although in a limited manner.

The solution was formulated by Uriel Hefetz, an engineering corps commander at the Etzioni Brigade, in December 1948. In order for the Jordanian Legion soldiers not to notice a thing, a 200-meter (656-foot) steel cable was stretched over the wadi (Hinnom Valley) every night – from the hospital to a post at the Eretz Hatzvi school on Mount Zion.

The cable car reached a maximal height of about 50 meters (164 feet) above the wadi, and the rail cart could carry a maximal weight of about half a ton. Three soldiers on each side were responsible for operating the cable car, and the ride lasted about two minutes in each direction (a short night flight). At the end of each night, the cable would be taken down. The cable car was kept a military secret for many years, and was only revealed to the public in 1972.

Blue Tubes (From Driftless CD)

Written By: M Hurley

Blue Tubes

(Years ago there was this movie on the inevitable Nuclear conflagration. I started thinking about all the people living on auto-pilot, going to work, coming home from work, living as automatons, exhausted, never living beyond the corporate nipple. Blue tubes of TVs flickering in the dark streets in the silence at three am. Then a white flash)
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Put your mind on automatic pilot;
And your body on cruise control,
And go thru the motions of another day—
Don’t let them drug your soul (o-ol)

Peel your eyes in the blackness;
And seal your dreams in a jar
And feel your way in a darkened room—
But don’t forget who you are (a-are)

Blue tubes flicker,
Rupturing the darkness
Structuring the silence
In a million living rooms...

Blue tubes flicker,
Novocaine the present
Portend for the future
Apocalypse is dancing,
Gold mushrooms...

Peel your eyes in the blackness;
And seal your dreams in a jar
And feel your way in a darkened room—
But don’t forget who you are (a-are)

Peel your eyes in the blackness;
And seal your dreams in a jar
And feel your way in a darkened room—
But don’t forget who you are (a-are)

Instrumental

Peel your eyes in the blackness;
And seal your dreams in a jar
And feel your way in a darkened room—
But don’t forget who you are (a-are)

Peel your eyes in the blackness;
And seal your dreams in a jar
And feel your way in a darkened room—
But don’t forget who you are (a-are)

Techezena (Traditional; Arrangement by MH)

Written By: M Hurley

Techezena

A few years ago I was introduced into parts of the Shemoneh esrei and was inexplicably drawn to a phrase with the words “V’techezena…” based on the sound alone. Later the actual meaning hit me with full force since I had been involved in something previous called Chazon and between that and its meaning felt compelled to learn more. Below is a transliteration and then a translation. I feel this is a prayer of hope.

Tech-a-zaynah ay-nay-noo
Tech-a-zaynah ay-nay-noo
Tech-a-zaynah ay-nay-noo

Buh Shoo Vuh Kha
luh Zee-own buh rahkhah meem

Buh Shoo Vuh Kha
luh Zee-own buh rahkhah meem

Buh Shoo Vuh Kha
luh Zee-own buh rahkhah meem

Buh Shoo Vuh Kha
luh Zee-own buh rahkhah meem

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Bah rookh ahtah-ah, Ah-doe shem
Bah rookh ahtah-ah, Ah-doe shem
Bah rookh ahtah-ah... Ah-doe shem

Hah mah khah zeer
Skhee nah toe luh Zee-own

Hah mah khah zeer
Skhee nah toe luh Zee-own

Hah mah khah zeer
Skhee nah toe luh Zee-own

Hah mah khah zeer
Skhee nah toe luh Zee-own

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Here's what it means: May our eyes envision/see
Your return to Zion in compassion, praise you G-d
(The) return of his Sh'china [presence] to Zion

Number Our Days

Written By: M Hurley

Number Our Days
This song is inspired from Psalm 90 (The top portion is an original addition and the rest is a transliteration of the Hebrew).

Teach us to number our days,
Teach us to number our days,
Reach us in slumber (and) we’ll run unencumbered
Never to fall from your gaze...

Leem note, (nah) yahmaynoo
Leem note, (nah) yahmaynoo
Leem note yahmaynoo,
Ken hoe-dah vuhnahvee
le-vahv hah hokhmah
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Translation: Teach us to number our days that we may gain a heart of wisdom

The World Is a Desert © M. Hurley

Written By: M Hurley

The World is a Desert

Well, the world is a desert, and it’s dry and it’s flat,
And it’s stretched out in front of your face
And the world is a desert, and it’s dry and it’s cracked,
And it’s crying out for the waters of your grace

And the people through the ages (though they number as the sand)
Are uniformly dying of the thirst
And they’re looking to their sages and the wise men of the land
And they’re praying for any cloud above to burst
Yes, they’re praying for any cloud above... to burst
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[CHORUS]
Spinning, turning, black and burning
Days and hours, and hours and days
And life and death and ceaseless yearning
For the waters of your grace (2x)
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G-d, I am a desert, and I’m dry to the touch,
And I’m weary, yes I’m weary to the bone
G-d, I am a desert, and I’m desolate as such,
And I’m born, and live, and then I’ll die alone

G-d, I am a dry land, standing taut before the sun
With only the wind heard in this place,
G-d, I am a dry land, standing taut before the sun
And I’m waiting for the waters of your grace,
Yes I’m waiting for the waters of your... grace
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[CHORUS]
Spinning, turning, black and burning
Days and hours, and hours and days
And life and death and ceaseless yearning
For the waters of your grace (2x)

Discography

Black Fire (Working now in the studio--stay tuned!

Driftless

Blue Thread Records "Live"

MP3s and opportunities to buy physical CD are available on places like CD Baby, Tower Records, Rhapsody, Audio Lunch Box and Apple I Tunes, Weeds, plus approximately 18 other sites.

Radio airplay of Driftless has happened internationally, nationally and locally (including Chicago's WLUP, WNUR, WDCB, WZRD, WIIT and WXRT to name a few.


Set List

It varies.

We have much material and variety (that still has the signature "Ovadya" sound). We can modify our approach to the venue.