Today I awoke to the soothing voice of Oren Lavie. No, he was not in bed with me – I just couldn’t stop listening to this old song of his. You’ve probably never heard of it, and that’s OK with Lavie.
I am not a fashionable man. And my music is, therefore, unfashionable. My songs don’t have an attitude which you could sell. I don’t have an attitude which I am trying to make you buy, not that I’m aware of.
If I am any good, it’s because my songs are good. A good song, to me, is a good melody which surprises you, pleases you, and which carries a good story told in rhymes. It is a result of talent and personality and technique and a lot of work. A good song is loyal to the artist’s truth of the moment. The song will remain good even when the artist’s truth has changed.
You won’t find much published material on Lavie, as he prefers to channel attention towards his music. The truth, however, is that his talents go beyond just singing into the realm of production and video direction. In this music video, which he produced, Lavie hands you a one-way ticket to a place where a week’s-worth of errands transpire at the foot of your mattress.