My dad plays horn on this Kaddish, nearly a year after doing his first stint as the guest hornist for a daily Kaddish, again while visiting for Thanksgiving. He was sad that once again their trip coincided with the end of deer-hunting season, which he’d be missing because I had the poor judgment to live a bunch of states away.
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