A Kaddish for all the trees that have been slaughtered to build our homes or to make our crappy magazines or just because they were in the way.
Category: kaddish in two-part harmony
The Academic and the Musician. The academic immerses in Kaddish with thoughts of thinking rather than feeling—the emotions being too raw. The musician spends her time in making us feel, whether we want to or not. And making the music of kaddish. Making music kadosh. A flurry of emails ensue between the two. Their blogs lock horns, as do the writers themselves. They start a joint blog. They start a podcast.
A commitment to a year-long project has begun: a kaddish in two-part harmony.
A conversation among an anthropologist, a musician, and their audience on themes of death and dying, grief, ritual, the interplay between musician and listener.
daily kaddish: with Tina and shruti box
Tonight’s Kaddish features Tina R Fields, whom I’m delighted to be visiting in Boulder for a few days, singing and playing shruti box to accompany my singing Kogan’s “Kaddish.”
daily kaddish: stats-fried
A long day of stats—at a JMP conference this week. Fried.
daily kaddish: from the road
Just a tired Kaddish from Boulder, CO, at the end of a long work day.
daily kaddish: for a bee
A kaddish for the bee that got my business trip off to a weird start.
daily kaddish: on the tenth anniversary of 9/11
On the tenth anniversary, a Kaddish for all those who died on 9/11 and in its aftermath. However you want to count them or categorize them, one thing is clear: 133,709 deaths is just too damned many.
daily kaddish: on ziggy’s yahrtzeit
Today was Mira’s dog Ziggy’s Yahrtzeit, so it felt right for only her voice to be heard on tonight’s Kaddish.
daily kaddish: on the eve of Ziggy’s yahrtzeit
On the eve of Mira’s dog Ziggy’s yahrtzeit, a “Kaddish” that is about as slow as I can do it, with Mira’s reading from last night edited into chunks that fit into the interstices of Kogan’s phrases.
daily kaddish: in person
A return to basics: the text right out of the tsiddur, and the music right off the page.
daily kaddish: for Talia’s neighbor
A kaddish for Talia’s neighbor, murdered in his house this morning; may he rest in peace, and may his poor widow find peace herself somehow too.