Thursday, January 31, 2008
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Monday, January 28, 2008
Moshiach is coming soon - MBD
Oh stop it! It's not like you're getting it out of your head in the next month anyway.
Ve'af Hu Hoyo Miskaven - Yossele Rosenblatt
Text is not complete, still trying to figure out exactly where it's from. I guess it's not from the Lubavitch Nusach.
Sunday, January 27, 2008
Private Malone
While driving on a dark country road one night a few years ago, trying to pick up some music on the radio, this is the song that came on!
Shmuel
Shmuel
U'vedivrei Kodshecha - Moshe Koussevitzky
This is one of the first pieces I learned from my brother when I was a little boy (SIGH), he changed the ending to fit the Lubavitch nusach so I only knew his warped version, but it's still a wonderful piece.
AVI, you will love the music at about 1:44.
Monday, July 2, 2007
Rites of Passage
Yanni
Click here to listen
Goooooolamowww gan-na-nayeeeaaa-yaa,
Goooooolamowww gan-na-nayeeeaaa-yaa
Gan-nayeeeyaa, Gan-nayeeeya,
Goooooolamowww gan-na-nayeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-yaa
I'm tellin' ya: dem's da wordz!
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Goooooolamowww gan-na-nayeeeaaa-yaa,
Goooooolamowww gan-na-nayeeeaaa-yaa
Gan-nayeeeyaa, Gan-nayeeeya,
Goooooolamowww gan-na-nayeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-yaa
I'm tellin' ya: dem's da wordz!
Friday, June 29, 2007
California Dreamin'
The Mamas and the Papas...(Cass Elliot... remember? Ye, so that's why I thought of this gawjiss sawng!)
Click comments for pop-up lyrics.
Click comments for pop-up lyrics.
Thursday, June 28, 2007
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
Long Songy Short
Birkat Hamazon
Yossi Piamenta/Oteil Burbridge - Heavenly Jams Band, Live @ Crash Mansion
Click here to listen to the short version of a long song.
Now for the long version of a short story: The m4a > mp3 trial converter only does 5 minutes at a time. That's why the song ends at 5 minutes. Anyone have this song in mp3?
Hav lan v'nivrich, she'achalnu mishelo!
Come and let us bless He of Whose food we've eaten!
Baruch she'achalnu mishelo uvetuvo hagadol chayinu!
Blessed is He of Whose food we've eaten and by Whose tremendous goodness we live!
Baruch hakel hazan otanu v'et ha'olam, kulo b'tuvo, b'chen b'chesed u'verachamim rabim.
Blessed is the Lord who sustains us, along with all the world, in His goodness, grace, kindness and infinite mercy.
Noten lechem l'chol basar ki l'olam chasdo, uv'tuvo tamid lo chasar lanu v'al yechsar lanu mazon tamid,
He gives bread to all living beings for His kindness is everlasting. In His goodness we never lack, and we will never lack food.
ki hu zan um'farnes lakol v'shulchano aruch lakol, v'hikim* michya umazon l'chol briyotav asher bara brachamav. Pote'ach et yadecha umasbia lichol chai, ratzon. Baruch ata hashem, hazan et hakol.
He feeds and sustains all and his table is always set for all and [He provides]food and sustenance for all the creations that He made with mercy.
You open Your hand and satisfy every living thing its desire.
Blessed are You, Hashem, Provider of all.
*Tx person
Yossi Piamenta/Oteil Burbridge - Heavenly Jams Band, Live @ Crash Mansion
Click here to listen to the short version of a long song.
Now for the long version of a short story: The m4a > mp3 trial converter only does 5 minutes at a time. That's why the song ends at 5 minutes. Anyone have this song in mp3?
Hav lan v'nivrich, she'achalnu mishelo!
Come and let us bless He of Whose food we've eaten!
Baruch she'achalnu mishelo uvetuvo hagadol chayinu!
Blessed is He of Whose food we've eaten and by Whose tremendous goodness we live!
Baruch hakel hazan otanu v'et ha'olam, kulo b'tuvo, b'chen b'chesed u'verachamim rabim.
Blessed is the Lord who sustains us, along with all the world, in His goodness, grace, kindness and infinite mercy.
Noten lechem l'chol basar ki l'olam chasdo, uv'tuvo tamid lo chasar lanu v'al yechsar lanu mazon tamid,
He gives bread to all living beings for His kindness is everlasting. In His goodness we never lack, and we will never lack food.
ki hu zan um'farnes lakol v'shulchano aruch lakol, v'hikim* michya umazon l'chol briyotav asher bara brachamav. Pote'ach et yadecha umasbia lichol chai, ratzon. Baruch ata hashem, hazan et hakol.
He feeds and sustains all and his table is always set for all and [He provides]food and sustenance for all the creations that He made with mercy.
You open Your hand and satisfy every living thing its desire.
Blessed are You, Hashem, Provider of all.
*Tx person
Monday, June 25, 2007
The Devil Went Down to Georgia
The Charlie Daniel's Band
The devil went down to Georgia, he was looking for a soul to steal.
He was in a bind 'cos he was way behind: he was willin' to make a deal.
When he came across this young man sawin' on a fiddle and playin' it hot.
And the devil jumped upon a hickory stump and said: "Boy let me tell you what:
"I bet you didn't know it, but I'm a fiddle player too.
And if you'd care to take a dare, I'll make a bet with you.
Now you play a pretty good fiddle, boy, but give the devil his due:
I bet a fiddle of gold against your soul, 'cos I think I'm better than you."
The boy said: "My name's Johnny and it might be a sin,
But I'll take your bet, your gonna regret, 'cos I'm the best that's ever been."
"Johnny you rosin up your bow and play your fiddle hard.
'Cos hells broke loose in Georgia and the devil deals it hard.
And if you win you get this shiny fiddle made of gold.
But if you lose, the devil gets your soul."
The devil opened up his case and he said: "I'll start this show."
And fire flew from his fingertips as he rosined up his bow.
And he pulled the bow across his strings and it made an evil hiss.
Then a band of demons joined in and it sounded something like this.
When the devil finished, Johnny said: "Well you're pretty good ol' son.
But if you'll flop down in that chair, right there, and let me show you how this stuff's done."
"Fire on the mountain, run boys, run."
"The devil's in the house of the risin' sun."
"Chicken in the bread pin, pickin' out dough."
"Granny, does your dog bite?"
"No, child, no."
The devil bowed his head because he knew that he'd been beat.
He laid that golden fiddle on the ground at Johnny's feet.
Johnny said: "Devil just come on back if you ever want to try again.
I told you once, you son of a bitch, I'm the best that's ever been."
And he played "Fire on the mountain, run boys, run."
"The devil's in the house of the risin' sun."
"Chicken in the bread pin, pickin' out dough."
"Granny, does your dog bite?"
"No, child, no."
The devil went down to Georgia, he was looking for a soul to steal.
He was in a bind 'cos he was way behind: he was willin' to make a deal.
When he came across this young man sawin' on a fiddle and playin' it hot.
And the devil jumped upon a hickory stump and said: "Boy let me tell you what:
"I bet you didn't know it, but I'm a fiddle player too.
And if you'd care to take a dare, I'll make a bet with you.
Now you play a pretty good fiddle, boy, but give the devil his due:
I bet a fiddle of gold against your soul, 'cos I think I'm better than you."
The boy said: "My name's Johnny and it might be a sin,
But I'll take your bet, your gonna regret, 'cos I'm the best that's ever been."
"Johnny you rosin up your bow and play your fiddle hard.
'Cos hells broke loose in Georgia and the devil deals it hard.
And if you win you get this shiny fiddle made of gold.
But if you lose, the devil gets your soul."
The devil opened up his case and he said: "I'll start this show."
And fire flew from his fingertips as he rosined up his bow.
And he pulled the bow across his strings and it made an evil hiss.
Then a band of demons joined in and it sounded something like this.
When the devil finished, Johnny said: "Well you're pretty good ol' son.
But if you'll flop down in that chair, right there, and let me show you how this stuff's done."
"Fire on the mountain, run boys, run."
"The devil's in the house of the risin' sun."
"Chicken in the bread pin, pickin' out dough."
"Granny, does your dog bite?"
"No, child, no."
The devil bowed his head because he knew that he'd been beat.
He laid that golden fiddle on the ground at Johnny's feet.
Johnny said: "Devil just come on back if you ever want to try again.
I told you once, you son of a bitch, I'm the best that's ever been."
And he played "Fire on the mountain, run boys, run."
"The devil's in the house of the risin' sun."
"Chicken in the bread pin, pickin' out dough."
"Granny, does your dog bite?"
"No, child, no."
Saturday, June 23, 2007
Leningrad
Billy joel
Viktor was born in the spring of '44
And never saw his father anymore
A child of sacrifice, a child of war
Another son who never had a father after Leningrad
Went off to school and learned to serve the state
Followed the rules and drank his vodka straight
The only way to live was drown the hate
A Russian life was very sad
And such was life in Leningrad
I was born in '49
A cold war kid in McCarthy time
Stop 'em at the 38th Parallel
Blast those yellow reds to hell
And cold war kids were hard to kill
Under their desk in an air raid drill
Haven't they heard we won the war
What do they keep on fighting for?
Viktor was sent to some Red Army town
Served out his time, became a circus clown
The greatest happiness he'd ever found
Was making Russian children glad
And children lived in Leningrad
But children lived in Levittown
And hid in the shelters underground
Until the Soviets turned their ships around
And tore the Cuban missiles down
And in that bright October sun
We knew our childhood days were done
And I watched my friends go off to war
What do they keep on fighting for?
And so my child and I came to this place
To meet him eye to eye and face to face
He made my daughter laugh, then we embraced
We never knew what friends we had
Until we came to Leningrad
Viktor was born in the spring of '44
And never saw his father anymore
A child of sacrifice, a child of war
Another son who never had a father after Leningrad
Went off to school and learned to serve the state
Followed the rules and drank his vodka straight
The only way to live was drown the hate
A Russian life was very sad
And such was life in Leningrad
I was born in '49
A cold war kid in McCarthy time
Stop 'em at the 38th Parallel
Blast those yellow reds to hell
And cold war kids were hard to kill
Under their desk in an air raid drill
Haven't they heard we won the war
What do they keep on fighting for?
Viktor was sent to some Red Army town
Served out his time, became a circus clown
The greatest happiness he'd ever found
Was making Russian children glad
And children lived in Leningrad
But children lived in Levittown
And hid in the shelters underground
Until the Soviets turned their ships around
And tore the Cuban missiles down
And in that bright October sun
We knew our childhood days were done
And I watched my friends go off to war
What do they keep on fighting for?
And so my child and I came to this place
To meet him eye to eye and face to face
He made my daughter laugh, then we embraced
We never knew what friends we had
Until we came to Leningrad
Friday, June 22, 2007
Imagine...
John Lennon
Imagine there's no heaven
It's easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today...
Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace...
You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one
Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world...
You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will live as one
Imagine there's no heaven
It's easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today...
Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace...
You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one
Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world...
You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will live as one
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