All year long I dream of all I’m going to get done in the summer. This happens every single year. I have a stack of books to read that I’m really excited about. After all, I’ve waited all year for this. Add to my summer reading, the reading that I managed not to read last…
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: on piano
With my studio Apple out for repairs, I’m back to primitive recording equipment. Meanwhile, I’ve succumbed finally to the cold that has been threatening for about a week, so tonight’s Kaddish was an improvisation on piano.
daily kaddish: for my mac’s video
I tried to wake my Mac from sleep to record today’s Kaddish, and—No dice. Dead.
daily kaddish: for a household
Tonight’s Kaddish is for a once-joyous household that is now in disarray.
daily kaddish: after the barbecue
Neither Mira nor I felt much like making the daily kaddish recording, so I proposed we take a page from my Israeli friends who recited it at astonishing speed.
daily kaddish: backstage at the opera
I recorded tonight’s Kaddish between acts of La Traviata. . I was recording with iTalk on my iPhone, which has no input level controls, so I had to play pianissimo to minimize the distortion from high input levels.
daily kaddish: for Betty Ford
Today’s Kaddish is for former First Lady Betty Ford, who died today at 93.
a kaddish for trout … and mosquitos
Our most recent kaddish meditation was for fly fisherman Syl Nemes. The original article about him was in Erin’s dad’s blog, and his first paragraph caught my attention. In there, he mentioned at one point encouraging people to share their experiences with fly fishing. And so — I’m going to share mine. I know, I…
daily kaddish: for Syl Nemes, Mr. Soft-Hackle
Today’s Kaddish is for trout-fishing and in particular soft-hackle wet-fly flyfishing eminence Syl Nemes, and it’s a partial response to @Kaia Fahrenholz’s question about not feeling sad about death.
daily kaddish: for Hy Glantz
Today’s Kaddish is for Hy Glantz, Mira’s son’s grampa-in-law.