We heard this first as the Sefer Torah song on Journey's One. Then we heard it as Chasal Siddur Pesach on Lev V'Nefesh One and thought that Abie composed it for that and borrowed it for Journey's One. Then we met the Chezzard in Shul this morning who pointed us to Simply Tsfat An Old Jewish Melody. But, if we're all about the Journey anyway...anyway...
There is much that isn't right with this post. There is time that isn't much to spend expressing it. Is "insipid" the correct word to describe the sound? Ber asks. Maybe. "Insipid" means "lacking flavor". I think this just lacks taste. I love it.
The intro is a cover of Nothing Else Matters and they--get this--called it "Yuffing Else Matters!" Blaaaaahhhurghhhhghh!!! Ehhhhhhh!!! Buuuuhhhhhhhhhhhh....llurghhh. Can The Oatmeal provide a fitting interjection for me, please?
"We're counting, we're counting the days... Today is the ei-ei-eighth day, we're on our way... from Pesach until Shavuos time... ladida don't remember the woooords..."
This post is also to prove that our blog is capable of observing the ancient practice of musicless sefira, but won't because our rabbinic overseers consider it a simple oversight.
Funny: Once, a woman saw her neighbor moving her couch for Pesach. "Shouldn't you wait for your husband to come home?" the woman asked. "Nah," answered her neighbor, "it's easier to move with nobody on it."
What joy, passion, life and love!!! And what an awesome hookah-smoking cow-yingel off the top right corner! via Shmuel, via Gruntig.
Good Shabbos, good yom tov. Please enjoy a fulfilling time ingesting the humility needed to rise higher, higher, higher in truth. I will not likely post until after Pesach, so Peretz and Shmuel the world is your canvas. Rock and roll, chevra!