Mira is away at a conference for the week, so I don’t know how well she’ll be keeping up with the daily recordings, but for the rest of our virtual minyan, today’s Kaddish is ready and waiting in the usual location. Last night I made my first attempt to play from memory, and the result […]
Tonight I attempted for the first time in the project to do a recording from memory, with mixed success. I turned the lights off, so that I wouldn’t have visual distractions, and it did help me focus and be in a kaddishy mood. Unfortunately, it also led to some awkward bits, including some unnecessary chipped […]
So yesterday I decided to try appealing to the historian in Mira, by playing the whole thing on natural horn. I did today’s take on natural horn, demonstrating the origins of the stopped horn sound. I used a Seraphinoff “Halari” model natural horn with the F crook and played “Kaddish” in the usual key.
The easy expectations—the stuff we’re just sure we know—turn out to be where we’re wrong.
Jerusalem, 1961 The tzaddik, as we know, was a great collector of Judaica: manuscripts, ceremonial artifacts, and ancient pieces of junk. For him, every single fragment was precious and worthy of preserving. Each broken piece of something had matching pieces yet to be discovered. Every object had a story that had to be uncovered. If […]
Birthing was easy. Well, I mean, it wasn’t easy easy. But it was easy. Pregnancy was easy. There was a time limit to pregnancy and birthing, and it’s pretty fixed and universal. This is how the body works in that regard. Expect this. Breathe like that. Push now. Baby. And there were a million books […]
Mira, Where is the place that you get lost? Is it the stopped horn bit—the fourteen notes with a distant, pinched, buzzy sound, and then the normal horn tone returns? Then there’s a phrase, then a restatement of the second big line of the piece, then the climb to the ending? I’m doing musicology on […]