I tried to wake my Mac from sleep to record today’s Kaddish, and—No dice. Dead.
ou just never know whence the lessons of the daily mourning ritual will come. On this day of finally returning home to “kaddish in two-part harmony” as usual, Kjersti reminded us both that there are more important things than bereavement, prayers, and music.
This is the first of a series of primitive Kaddish recordings made while on a business trip to Paris.