Malkah, too, however, was not the queerest of them all. There was a fifth daughter that the rebbe had, although that should not be, especially after the fuss of Vavah. Especially after the birth of perfect Malkah. And yet there was one more. And she, needs be, was the mysterious light of the rebbe’s eye,…
daily kaddish: in which Erin reveals just how horrible her Hebrew/Aramaic is
I attempted to read the text looking only at the Hebrew/Aramaic column. You’d think I’d have the text close enough to memorized by now that I’d be half decent at this, but no—and especially not when I’m half asleep and not wearing my glasses.
daily kaddish: second rehearsal
Tonight was our second rehearsal. I again recorded our run-through, and here is the opening segment of “Kaddish” from that recording.
daily kaddish: from the dance floor
Tonight we worked the dance in sections, experimenting with musical ideas, transitions, blocking, cues, and so on. Then we tried a run-through from the top, which I recorded on my iPad, which was sitting just off-stage, stage right.
daily kaddish: for britt
A kaddish for a damned fine yellow lab, with thanks to Dana and Dave for sharing her with the rest of us.
enter Malkah upon the broken stage — 1.1.6
The rebbe’s fourth daughter, as I’m sure you must have guessed, was our Malkah, for what other name could this sweet child possess? Malkah was now sixteen and obedient (it would seem) albeit in an ethereal sort of way. She mostly tended the family garden and goats, or ran nimbly up and down the cliff-side…
daily kaddish: for 5771, on erev erev rosh hashana 5772
Mira and I did a Kaddish together at the start of her Jewish Mysticism class at San José State University tonight.
Vavah steps out into the wicked night — 1.1.5
And so Vavah went out, in day or in night, and that clunker of the rebbe’s car seemed happiest most of all when its engine was revved enthusiastically at night. And when the rebbe’s third daughter escaped her chores and tore out across the gravel drive, her wheels screeched their escape, as they headed off…
daily kaddish: supine with a sinus infection
Tonight I tried another “Kaddish” lying supine, so that I can get used to the technical challenges that my upcoming collaboration with Charlotte Adams and John Manning will present.
daily kaddish: stumbling
The “only one take, no matter what” rule is bad enough on horn, where I have to let go of clams and splatters, but when I’m taking a huge shortcut and just reading it, and I still want to start over again? Oy.