Mira and our mutual friend Tina have a paper-grading-and-bitching party planned for tomorrow night, so by special request I have prepared a bitchy version of the Kaddish tonight and will do so again tomorrow. Also, I’m wondering how I’ll manage to get tomorrow’s Kaddish recorded; the dailiness of daily ritual becomes tricky at times.
George Foster long ago wrote a delightful article on envy and the evil eye. He spelled out exactly how the phenomenon works, particularly in Tzintzuntzan, but he claimed it extended throughout peasant society worldwide. The critics, primarily Marxists, claimed that he was wrong — but claimed it in such a way the affirmed his essential […]
[powerpress] Tonight’s Kaddish (2010.11.28_uffDa) was humbling. I tagged it “uff da,” which is the Scandinavian version of “oy vey.” In the course of schlepping to shul (certainly it must feel that way some days) to say Kaddish day in and day out for a year and a day, I figure there must be days that […]
descriptions of kaddish recordings from 18-26 November 2010
Last night’s Kaddish addressed a situation involving hope that is bound up in despair. Tonight’s Kaddish was a dispirited mumbling-through; practice that was only practice.
You probably know shape-shifters of your own, or you’re a shape-shifter yourself. T would say that of course you are. That you shape-shift every time you switch consciousness from say, your corporate self to your personal self. Your social self to your lover self. Your talking-to-mom on the phone self. To… Well, you get […]
[powerpress] A Thanksgiving Kaddish recorded after the feast on flügelhorn with one of our dinner guests, David Mostardi, playing accordion.
[powerpress] A farewell (I hope) to my Alexander 310 triple horn, which a potential buyer will be taking with him for a trial. As of 22 March 2011, this horn is still available for sale; details here.