Thank you, Mira, for tonight, and for joining me in this project. It’s an honor to be here with you. May the Tzaddik rest in peace.
Tag: musicians
This is one of those “there but for the grace…” Kaddishim.
Yesterday’s Kaddish for Amy Winehouse had no music. I thought it fitting—when a musician dies, the music is gone.
All that potential down the drain… A kaddish for Amy Winehouse.
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.
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national poetry month
Thought I’d better get this in before it isn’t April any more. I think next year, the whole month of April’s posts should be in poetry. I’d be pretty proud if I could manage it. This poem I stumbled on searching through my replacement computer after the crash of my favorite but unreliable old one, […]
Since Mira and I first met in person several weeks ago, we’ve been planning to start doing Kaddish recordings together occasionally—to start emphasizing the “two-part harmony” of our project title. We released our first collaborative recording last night in daily kaddish: for all the foster children who don’t quite make it.
Candy Pants was my dad’s hunting dog, retired to California, endured four dogs’ worth of veterinary crises, and healed me—not exactly in that order.
My ordeal was long ago and I’m fine. For far too many others, this story is today, this story is now, and this story is how they will die.
Music sits alongside religion as an opiate for the masses, and when music joins religion, it’s a truly powerful drug—one that scares the crap out of me sometimes.