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.
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.
Live performance together is a privilege for us performers. Don’t let anyone’s exhausted cynicism about the indeed-challenging business of the performing arts tell you otherwise.
My friend Bradley lost her mom this spring, and today she shared a touching picture of her mom on Facebook. I was thinking about her tonight while recording the daily kaddish.
Today’s Kaddish is for my friend Maria’s daughter, Isabel, who died on Tuesday.
Another workaday “Kaddish” from backstage at the dance theater. You’ll hear some dancers discussing how it sounds like the beginning of the “Rite of Spring” near the beginning of the recording.
I guess it’s appropriate that this is a real “workman’s kaddish”—nothing fancy or great, just another day on the job with a horn player—because it’s a Kaddish for a former colleague of mine, Sheila Snyder.
Today’s “Kaddish” recording is the first in a series made in the dressing room before our rehearsals and performances—a slice of life backstage.
Tonight’s Kaddish is played entirely on muted horn, since I recorded it using my iPhone in a far too live exit foyer 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.