I’m in Japan for a few days for business, and I didn’t bring any instruments along, which means recording Kaddishim becomes a bit tricky. My first night, I was jetlagged out of my mind, also, and I almost forgot that I even needed to make a recording. Thinking more of my commitment to this project than anything else (like, say, mourning), I wearily turned on iTalk on my iPad and mumbled my way through the text of the prayer—badly, I’m sure. Yikes again.
kaddish in two-part harmonyA conversation between an anthropologist and a musician along with a growing virtual minyan, on themes of death and dying, grief, ritual, and the interplay between music and words.
- about beit malkhut
- about the kaddish project
- seymour fromer z”l
- tzaddik stories