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a kaddish for those who don’t escape
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.
daily kaddish: for those who don’t escape
[powerpress] A kaddish for those who don’t escape domestic abuse situations.
daily kaddish: tsunami
[powerpress] For the victims of Japan’s 8.9 earthquake, tsunami, and nuclear reactor disaster in Fukushima.
daily kaddish: zsuzsi’s mom
[powerpress] For my friends Zsuzsi and Denis’s mother[-in-law], a Holocaust survivor.
the life-taker and the life-giver: on the healing power of estrogen
It was a very long time ago, but I just got jolted by it again. He, the Vet, had walked into my office. There was already a student in there and she overheard him say, “I could have killed you …” I think it opened the conversation. But before I knew it, the student had…
daily kaddish: response and call
[powerpress] In recent recordings, I tried to play in response to the call of the rhythm and shape of Mira’s reading of the “bismilleh kaddish” text. In this recording, I tried instead to play in anticipation of her pre-recorded text, trying to do call to her response. It was difficult; as familiar as I am…
daily kaddish: text jazz
[powerpress] Here I tried to improvise music in a jazzy style to the sound of Mira’s text.
counting cards with my grumpy grampa
I never gave my grampa his due, but I’m starting to appreciate him.
rudolf steiner in seven-part harmony
It’s your seven-year cycle,” she said. “You’re coming up on the next seven, so that’s why you feel that something’s about to change.” And I thought, well what a load of crap. And then I thought about it. And then I started reading. And then I thought about it some more. I always liked Rudolf…