So vanilla as to not even be terrible. It's just not...anything. Lyrics are indiscernible, harmonies are haphazard, and yet, this tune almost escaped being TTT'd until the vocal effect at 3:09.
Today, 11 Nissan, marks the 112th birthday of the Lubavitcher Rebbe. Monday night, thousands of community seders will be held in every part of the world, inspired and established by the Rebbe.
When we take our seats at the seder, we’ll be celebrating with millions of our fellow Jews in shared pride and joy. As the Rebbe taught, please invite the “Fifth Son” too, the child not mentioned in the Haggadah because he or she did not plan to be present. Together, we can complete the vision of a truly united celebration of Jewish freedom.
Thank you Rebbe, for your enduring gift of unity.
Today's New York Times, page A17. Proud to have been
the content partner for this momentous birthday message.
This was literally shown to me on a silver browser. Top news on the Jew sites. Wow. It's like a parody of itself, only you're not sure if it's a willing partner to the joke.
Of course the rest of you all know this, but I had a hard time remembering if it was "Rabbis apostrophe" or "Rabbi apostrophe s". Well, the group got its name because Chait, Sharfman and Weinberger were all sons of rabbis. (Wikipedia)So, "Rabbis apostrophe".
Again, friends: These gentlemen are rabbis' sons but are not The Rabbis' Sons. Photo for illogical illustrative purposes only.
My people were on blissful vacation in the sun. Hence the lack of posting, and the lack of—נישט אויף קיין אידען געדאכט—Friday stream. Welcome back and thank you for surviving the silence!
This song covers a well-known story of a Muslim teen who left Ramallah and found his Jews.
"There is a song I'd like to sing, but I can't find it here. I really liked what we sang in the synagogue tonight. What was it called? Something ‘dodi.'" Read the whole story
But in serious: It seems he is singing it to someone over the phone, hence, the lazy look. I recommend checking out on YouTube. Very pleasant, full voice.
"Rabbi Tuvia Bolton is a fascinating person; not your typical artist, by any means."
So begins the completely absorbing interview between JewishMusicReport.com writer "Hislahavus" and Rabbi Tuvia Bolton. In it, R' Tuvia delivers a raw peek into his soul-journey and the niggun that hooked him.
Album cover photo for "Gaaguim" by Miri Davidovitz
Eventually, in 1971, I met up with a chassid named R’ Itche Meir Kagan. And he took me to the Rebbe. I lived in Detroit, and we drove 12 hours to New York. I went into the farbrengen, that Shabbos. I heard them sing a niggun when I went in, called the Niggun of R’ Zalman Zlatopolsky...
I heard this nigun, and it knocked me out. READ MUCH MORE
It truly is a knock-out niggun. And to think "they didn't used to sing this niggun at Farbregens." But a young Jew was itching to be knocked out.
With a humble request to R' CK to please share what you can about this story from the Detroit end.
Full niggun sung by R' Dovid Horowitz (two complete versions with Yiddish explanation before each).
In the first, struggle-riddled song, Lipa describes how hard it is walk the walk. "I may not be the best...but I do try my best... The army's chef is still in the army... I'm not the greatest but I am trying hard; 'Tatty! Help me when I try!'"
In the second, reflective-mellow song, Shloime Gertner asserts that the Master of the world appreciates simple, honest steadfastness. "Oy, Riboin haoilomim, heint b'acharis hayumim... Oh G-d, today, the way we live, it's really hard to be wholesome...but I'll do what I can"
Here is where we thank Benny for his fun and freilach collection of classic Shabbos feelings. And the wonderful Sruly Meyer for pulling it together (thanks for the liner notes shout-out to SSY and its editors!) And Michoel Muchnik for drawing pictures of G-d.
Of course it hurts to put the title and performer up here. But alas, terrible is no good.
Working from memory, this recording was a low-budget non-Yosi production by Avi, some synthesizers, some flute interludes and some rock-and-roll samples. No good. Especially for Piamenta.
Now, we know about the dangers of blaming the victim. A delicate child cannot be expected to analyze, decide and act in the same way that a thoughtful adult can. Can young and vulnerable Amit be blamed for the hideous screeching he was forced to perform for his handlers? *shudder*
An income lesson, From the soul of Moshe Yess, Who understood things.
DISCLAIMER: This song is not about the Yaakov Yitzchak Horowitz pictured, who is a mechanech from Monsey, New York. It is about his probable namesake, Rabbi Yaakov Yitzchak Horowitz, "The Chozeh", of Lublin, Poland.
Translated: Those crazy enough to think they can improve the world are the ones who do. So if you're crazy and you know it, just change the world.
This track was pre-released some months ago to benefit a good cause.
It is imperative to remind oneself of the source and implications of the phrase. Ker a Velt heint!
One of the most famous and emotional moments remembered since the Rebbe became Rebbe on 10 Shvat in 1951.
Let's each do one extra "crazy" action by nightfall that shifts the world a tiny bit closer to the right spot. This Shabbos is the 53rd anniversary of Yud Shvat.