Racheli Plant Rosen, knitted news10/24/22 10:38 AM in Tishrei Tishpag
Nadav Hollander (Photo: Esnat Ben Dov)
Nadav Hollander wrote his album “The Last Time”, around his mother’s Alzheimer’s disease, and his separation from her. His new song “Dry Leaves”, is a first taste of the album, performed by the talented singer Eli Magen.
Hollander’s debut album “Dead and Anchored” was released in 2017, and marked his unique fingerprint. He is behind the project “The Butcher Tray” from Alterman songs, and as a central member and writer of the band ‘Alon Adar and the Band’, whose performances have become a household name in the Israeli music industry.
Nadav Hollander (Photo: Esnat Ben Dov)
In the new album, the young musician hosts the veteran singer Eli Magen, his favorite singer. “As a child, the only record of “Achrit Yamim” would not come off the turntable,” says Hollander. “To this day I marvel at his beautiful voice and his wonderful bass playing that has graced countless Israeli songs for fifty years.
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“Dry Leaves” was written in one dramatic moment, during the week when Nadav traveled north with musical instruments and a computer, it is true to take out and pour out what is in his heart. His mother’s Alzheimer’s disease reached a particularly shocking peak, and with it additional upheavals in the relationship and in life in general.
“When something bad happens to a person you love very much, everyone’s life is destroyed. The album’s songs are not tormented and depressing, but rather constitute a stable railing in a shaky time. They describe a reality that changes and sweeps away life, parents, relationships, and everything else. The shaky moments are the kind that in the end we all You know… those who have met dementia up close will surely understand”
Words:
I remember we went home once
We passed by the great trees
And you picked up a dry leaf and said to me
Look how nice it is to play with leaves
Many years have passed and I am looking for more
Everywhere dry leaves
There are moments like this that grow quietly
And then suddenly at the end they turn out to be roots
Our memories are falling away
I want to collect
One leaf remains in the hand
In the wind are scattered infinitely
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