I recorded this “Kaddish” on my descant horn, and the cold fall temperatures meant that water condensed and collected in my horn so fast that the gurgling became a percussion component.
Month: November 2011
daily kaddish: home late
I got home late after two weeks in Iowa and two flights. I had just barely enough energy after greeting my chocolate lab and three Siamese cats to mumble a Kaddish and then fall into bed.
daily kaddish: for Margot Powers
The “Kaddish in two-part harmony” project has led to some remarkable experiences for both Mira and me, in which we have had the privilege of joining people in their most intimate moments of grief. It was a privilege to play the last backstage Kaddish for Margot, with Dana nearby, getting ready for our final onstage performance together.
daily kaddish: Laura Nelson
Today’s kaddish is again for college friend Laura J Nelson, ’85, whose funeral will be this weekend. All I know, still, is that her obituary reported that she had died peacefully in her sleep.
daily kaddish: for everyone and no one
The backstage, dressing room kaddish tonight was for everyone and no one. Chaz’s father, whose death inspired her choreography. Maria’s daughter Isabel. Our college friend Laura. The many dear ones who inspired Mira’s and my beginning this project not quite a year ago today.
daily kaddish: for Laura Nelson
Laura was radiant. Everyone who knew her even slightly would agree. May she rest in peace; may her smile light up the eyes of the angels as it did so many of ours.
daily kaddish: making lefse the way my grumpy gramma did
I didn’t know Gramma all that well, because she died when I was only six, of Lou Gehrig’s disease.
daily kaddish: for the family we never knew
This is a kaddish for all the family we never really knew in the first place.