tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-81947139667546898722024-03-19T09:54:25.493+02:00Nava Tehila Music ProjectThis blog is a humorous window for you to peek into the process of producing a CD of our original Kabbalat Shabbat music.Nava Tehilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10455938983305474235noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8194713966754689872.post-28413721419910208122008-06-23T15:47:00.007+03:002008-09-10T00:46:22.427+03:00Yonatan and the Cello<p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">We have found all of the gifted musicians we have written about through friends. We received a recommendation; made a call; set a rehearsal date . . . this has been our usual way. However, Yonatan and his cello were G-d sent.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">Two weeks ago, we attended the first conference of independent Israeli prayer communities. Someone decided to survey this emerging phenomenon and that is how we discovered that we at Nava Tehilla are not alone. There are approximately 30 prayer communities throughout <?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /><st1:country-region st="on"><st1:place st="on">Israel</st1:place></st1:country-region> that have spontaneously emerged. After discovering that we are part of a wave, we decided that we ought to meet.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">200 people from across <st1:country-region st="on"><st1:place st="on">Israel</st1:place></st1:country-region> gathered in a JCC in Petach-Tikvah. Among them were 7 representatives of Nava Tehila. Daphna and Reb Ruth, as two of<span style="font-size:0;"> </span>the organizers, were asked to close the conference with sacred chants. The opening was provided by representatives from “Beit Tefila,” from Tel-Aviv, and members of “The Heart’s Niggun,” from Nahalal. Yonatan Niv and his cello are part of their team. We sat at the opening and knew we had found our cellist.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPU1Kj2GHQJD9ycc8Qxru60Vyc2i15DEeolsIELV6Ek1zsJg8aPjEJdjdVEEQCQbc5xIC9mRvHIdVbJaHXbTctlKiNDcPbNG5BumMnukwQOqtUx1VSPHeel8TxI8psoPQcH2q9AA-_J8xO/s1600-h/%D7%99%D7%95%D7%A0%D7%AA%D7%9F+%D7%A2%D7%9D+%D7%A6%D7%9C%D7%95.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207314809922761522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 208px" height="219" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPU1Kj2GHQJD9ycc8Qxru60Vyc2i15DEeolsIELV6Ek1zsJg8aPjEJdjdVEEQCQbc5xIC9mRvHIdVbJaHXbTctlKiNDcPbNG5BumMnukwQOqtUx1VSPHeel8TxI8psoPQcH2q9AA-_J8xO/s200/%D7%99%D7%95%D7%A0%D7%AA%D7%9F+%D7%A2%D7%9D+%D7%A6%D7%9C%D7%95.jpg" width="150" border="0" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">By the end of the conference, we already had spent a good time singing and playing together. When it was time for us to do the closing ceremony – he was already one of us - no rehearsal was needed . . .</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3q2Sr8UgAR_nHgdqqNMSZAZvq2TngdY5lXfaReflzDbESvvi3Bqyw269mOwSsZ9icwZvVOC8rJ8a5K6ZakqJd6WGDoo5OzxoccNfDtELiix-ZuSDBNvpGXFvK_igvJ0nEqI29CRKjY_k6/s1600-h/%D7%99%D7%95%D7%A0%D7%AA%D7%9F+%D7%95%D7%93%D7%A4%D7%A0%D7%94.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207313348037723842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3q2Sr8UgAR_nHgdqqNMSZAZvq2TngdY5lXfaReflzDbESvvi3Bqyw269mOwSsZ9icwZvVOC8rJ8a5K6ZakqJd6WGDoo5OzxoccNfDtELiix-ZuSDBNvpGXFvK_igvJ0nEqI29CRKjY_k6/s200/%D7%99%D7%95%D7%A0%D7%AA%D7%9F+%D7%95%D7%93%D7%A4%D7%A0%D7%94.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"> </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"> </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"> </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"> </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">Our spiritual connection was immediate. Yonatan's participation in four of the tracks raised our musical bar to unprecedented heights. Zechariah could not hide his delight! After recording Yonatan playing in Yoel’s “<i>Talk to Us,</i>” the atmosphere was so attuned that Yoel recorded the lead voice in one take. Except for the mix, this song is finished!!</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">Here is the clip where Yoel and Yonatan are rehearsing their duet “<i>Talk to Us</i>”:</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxUTfO0mObTu6GW9cAPX17mhKA9pMqf7qOJLU5uCZl0pG9e7if__jjlt5RG0VrQdF70tlpRgvo8hs-g7Yr4oQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="right"><span dir="ltr">This clip was shot at rehearsal with Yoel, who wrote the song, and Yonatan and his magical cello. The cello has the quality of a human voice. This verse is about talking and listening between God and us. We were fascinated by the conversation between the instrument and the singing voice.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">And if you really want to see Yonatan and friends in a sensitive, intelligent, and spectacular show go see <a href="http://http//www.hazira.org.il/home/category.php?id=14">The Flying Tower – June 30 and July 1 at Leo Model Hall</a>. </p><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPU1Kj2GHQJD9ycc8Qxru60Vyc2i15DEeolsIELV6Ek1zsJg8aPjEJdjdVEEQCQbc5xIC9mRvHIdVbJaHXbTctlKiNDcPbNG5BumMnukwQOqtUx1VSPHeel8TxI8psoPQcH2q9AA-_J8xO/s1600-h/%D7%99%D7%95%D7%A0%D7%AA%D7%9F+%D7%A2%D7%9D+%D7%A6%D7%9C%D7%95.jpg"><br /></a>Nava Tehilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10455938983305474235noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8194713966754689872.post-7654253771466161582008-06-19T20:14:00.004+03:002008-07-02T19:00:44.671+03:00The Klezmers Are Coming!!<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10;">This is a long post with many clips so sit back and enjoy!</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10;">We wrote before about the different aspects of Daphna’s <em>Lecha Dodi</em> .You already know it is inspired by the Tumbalalaika, which is a Klezmer song. Thus, we imagined that this track would include a clarinet, violin and accordion. We started the search for musicians in our usual channels among friends who play world music and who connect to folk style from an artistic place. We even found a trio that seemed to be exactly that - but all phone calls and e-mails came back empty . . . What to do?!?</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10;">I am not sure how I dared get a Klezmer band from the web, but I did! The very simplicity of the "Jerusalem Klezmers" website caught my eye. (FYI - their site does not appear well on Firefox. It is much better on Explorer). I called Lev, who manages the group. We have the merit to integrate into the project a segment of Israeli culture that has not been represented so far – Russian-speaking immigrants. Oh, don't you dare call them Russians! There are those who came from Russia and those who came from the Ukraine, and they tease each other to death over the differences, which our uneducated eyes totally miss. These musicians are academics with advanced degrees, many former members of famous orchestras.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10;">Rehearsing and recording with this trio was WILD! It was an experience to bridge three cultures and four languages: French by Zechaia, Hebrew by us, the Sabras, and the three Russian speaking musicians who, despite their fluent Hebrew, speak only Russian among themselves. To complete the “chaos,” we added a dash of English. Add to that different musical styles, and strong egos, and you have a complete tragicomedy!</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10;">We sent the trio two songs: <i>Lecha Dodi</i> and <i>Dancing Gazelles</i>. Alex, the accordionist, is the musical arranger and wrote all the solos. The other two have classical training, which means they only play frWe sent the trio two songs: Lecha Dodi and Dancing Gazelles. Alex, the accordionist, is the musical arranger and he wrote all the solos. The other two have classical training, which means they only play from notes by sight. That meant that Alex had to bridge the gap between our ideas and their playing.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10;">This is our first rehearsal in which they present to us what they have prepared before any editing or improvement. Isn't it beautiful?</span></p></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxfUPeIZE4tk_R_oXAoBT2tYcknud6J9MZDkGcc3lgqCAt6XkQe7WP8jViO0nvdtbctr9aHWhrnP9kFH9x_xA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /></div><br /><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10;">Daphna’s response after this was: “Who needs to sing? Let them play and that is enough!”</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10;">However, Zechariah, who has seen many musicians in his life continues according to our plan. With great patience and limited Hebrew he explains to them what needs to happen. Till now we have only spoken with Lev, who is the youngest, humblest and most communicative. He is the organizer, a graduate of the Jerusalem Academy of music. At this point Vladimir, AKA Volodia, started expressing himself. He is a violinist, with the strongest musical resume of the three, and has very strong opinions. First he does not like how we sing.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10;">“Do you want to sound like gypsies or like serious musicians?” he asks.<?xml:namespace prefix = o /><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10;">“Like gypsies!” we answer enthusiastically.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10;">For a second he is baffled but he quickly gathers himself. He does not stay quiet for long. This is a verbatim of the dialogue I have titled: “How to insult (or amuse) two people in one sentence”:</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:8;">Zechariah: Play this part without the clarinet, OK? Then, everybody together. It’s important!</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /><st1:city st="on"><st1:place st="on"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:8;">Vladimir: (he does not listen, and speaks to Yoel and Daphna) He is Catholic - that is like rabbi.</span></st1:place></st1:city></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:8;">Daphna: Like a rabbi?<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><st1:city st="on"><st1:place st="on"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:8;">Vladimir</span></st1:place></st1:city><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:8;">: Like <span style="font-size:0;"></span>a rabbi.<span style="font-size:0;"> </span>He does not know, he is like a rabbi!<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:8;">Zechariah: (doing his own thing completely oblivious) You remember after <i>boee kala</i> there are two measures…<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><st1:city st="on"><st1:place st="on"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:8;">Vladimir</span></st1:place></st1:city><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:8;">: That’s the way they are. Don’t know anything!<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:8;">Daphna: laughing <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:8;">Lev: (translated) Only rabbis, only rabbis.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:8;">Daphna giggles while pointing at the rabbi in residence: Ruth, who is behind the camera.</span></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyg-Xc6NmjYqq8v0M2Wc2zaV9sMnSCbD3Q1pCiwHckFaOeLqCEb4og8zs79DbCBWEN8fGTuoHiHpXjaze2sEg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /></div><p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span lang="HE" style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10;">Half an hour later, we attempt to show <st1:place st="on"><st1:city st="on">Vladimir</st1:city></st1:place> how we want <i>Dancing Gazelles</i> to end. He does not like it. Here are few key gems from this video clips:<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:8;">Vladmir: This will be trash!<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:8;">(Sarcastically): But of course he must be right! He is a Father, so he is right!<o:p></o:p></span></p></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><span style="font-size:85%;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dx0xX9YpRhqSxQF4AiWcN0NHaEgquu25uvAtvsR8SbgXJkRjRCSO3cUfWCiRzKDB7-iZMFH7L0VtbttPdhStQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></span></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;font-family:arial;" ><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10;">We started the studio time with apprehension. However, the studio is like a Temple. It influences everybody. All three excellent professionals musicians sat down and started playing, but we found out that we needed a mediator between their professional standards and our spirit. And Daphna saved the day. Without fear she entered into the studio and everybody was so-o-o-o happy!</span></p></div></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzKpvhrhIpteFoHqaEL30xd0dMENg1WYzIiXWoXWOdIT7QujgziRpSrfae4O27ZIFUgz_Ch4wMzZEahFJU5Gw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10;">Toward the end of the day Zechariah asked for a clarinet improvisation. Alex wrote a beautiful segment on the spot and Zechariah, fully inspired by Daphna, is also having a ball.<o:p></o:p> <o:p></o:p></span></p><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwj6SwFjHV0LIit7oKha5j8R7YdLg5g1ojUKYiLyk8DoD0tkVT8bmRNCbIR7z0vQz4vI2kTxiFqUEMemFHQag' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10;">During the break we schmoozed and heard about their families and musical work. However, where Volodia is concerned, even friendship has boundaries. When Zechariah, who is also a violinist, wanted to pick his violin he jumped as if he was bitten by a snake. Nobody other than him can touch his violin which is worth hundreds of thousands of dollars.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"></span></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10;">Don’t get me wrong - it was an amazing experience and the results are fabulous! If you are looking for a Klezmer trio or a musical quartet for your wedding - don't search any further! They are it!<o:p></o:p></span></p><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfzN1EE9LJKqm5Qlo5y3TrY5P1KGWGhmRd7fNu8V7yZiP4tG_IiI8u0WWdt-fpvwRoPkMPPBhz9ZEKLdZBF-0OEcoQmjAiCBHVNw4IQqOecKRpmvMpBo2ukdwRVKM2DymKtDI76dZqleg/s1600-h/07052008+Klezmer+trio.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207392439558356802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfzN1EE9LJKqm5Qlo5y3TrY5P1KGWGhmRd7fNu8V7yZiP4tG_IiI8u0WWdt-fpvwRoPkMPPBhz9ZEKLdZBF-0OEcoQmjAiCBHVNw4IQqOecKRpmvMpBo2ukdwRVKM2DymKtDI76dZqleg/s320/07052008+Klezmer+trio.jpg" border="0" /></a>Nava Tehilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10455938983305474235noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8194713966754689872.post-14711389810849982392008-06-18T22:50:00.005+03:002008-07-02T18:55:29.099+03:00What is Really Happening in Studio 1<span dir="ltr">A special reporter was sent to the studio to investigate allegations made by Rabbi Ruth, Father Zecheriah, Daphna and Yoel about working 24/7 on a certain music cd. Here are her findings:</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgASBP7xr-RwjTxxjjNtJTuBU8aP4MiK2FkkcSUmlR7FNcKU-cDFNNdokcPfdJRhAojbOfYRKBnMDZ9vv2vH8BFsX7n_mbMymJnhET9w1VB-SMMJud5NrVzUMH-u-C_gf_BA_2hJks3KeQ/s1600-h/CIMG3251.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209247091772490546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgASBP7xr-RwjTxxjjNtJTuBU8aP4MiK2FkkcSUmlR7FNcKU-cDFNNdokcPfdJRhAojbOfYRKBnMDZ9vv2vH8BFsX7n_mbMymJnhET9w1VB-SMMJud5NrVzUMH-u-C_gf_BA_2hJks3KeQ/s320/CIMG3251.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf3_TN1ybDooBJ-SJeE7AdDm1qdCxeyBY_VEGOoP01j0TWp5KD6RiObRtDEgxHeKDDzI3L6qw8vyq_9PmJe-JN_gZj4M-d_frVptqoKCJ-7xpQ3EF7q6OER5vO5GDyYqzKjRjbeprNyLM/s1600-h/07052008%D7%99%D7%95%D7%90%D7%9C+%D7%99%D7%A9%D7%9F+%D7%A2%D7%9C+%D7%94%D7%A1%D7%A4%D7%94.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209247099078615874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf3_TN1ybDooBJ-SJeE7AdDm1qdCxeyBY_VEGOoP01j0TWp5KD6RiObRtDEgxHeKDDzI3L6qw8vyq_9PmJe-JN_gZj4M-d_frVptqoKCJ-7xpQ3EF7q6OER5vO5GDyYqzKjRjbeprNyLM/s320/07052008%D7%99%D7%95%D7%90%D7%9C+%D7%99%D7%A9%D7%9F+%D7%A2%D7%9C+%D7%94%D7%A1%D7%A4%D7%94.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioqfpwCdHPXsHS09upB-05pb_dV55IratPrL15ql6Zvoq9sMM_lfnxF4dZMCV0h8Q-cGAYL9VJvzk3wAXry2OKMqMn-KNcjMnc6QZPg2r9RL966Wh9QtyDxpyKD3ouqdwOE9C4ytunr6k/s1600-h/%D7%99%D7%A9%D7%A0%D7%99%D7%9D+%D7%A8%D7%95%D7%AA.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209247104041419698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioqfpwCdHPXsHS09upB-05pb_dV55IratPrL15ql6Zvoq9sMM_lfnxF4dZMCV0h8Q-cGAYL9VJvzk3wAXry2OKMqMn-KNcjMnc6QZPg2r9RL966Wh9QtyDxpyKD3ouqdwOE9C4ytunr6k/s320/%D7%99%D7%A9%D7%A0%D7%99%D7%9D+%D7%A8%D7%95%D7%AA.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYK1Ow0QAXOma8J4Z5t41kB50zx_EVXmJJ37aR-BUF2pXR_sdo5bb48Mut1xPIgqbnEcPWb3OxPnHOtW5U7I0g6mkmJWfgwi6oxNBLgEUd62fbR5sVGvTsbTPSLCeE-QwJJAmGuIFcVv4/s1600-h/18052008(018).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209247112453998386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYK1Ow0QAXOma8J4Z5t41kB50zx_EVXmJJ37aR-BUF2pXR_sdo5bb48Mut1xPIgqbnEcPWb3OxPnHOtW5U7I0g6mkmJWfgwi6oxNBLgEUd62fbR5sVGvTsbTPSLCeE-QwJJAmGuIFcVv4/s320/18052008(018).jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div dir="rtl" style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"></div>Nava Tehilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10455938983305474235noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8194713966754689872.post-63629652092911411852008-06-01T20:48:00.006+03:002008-07-02T18:56:55.191+03:00The children of Nava-Tehila<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">Anyone who has set foot in our community at Kabbalat Shabbat knows that our children have adopted the chant <i>Asher lo Hayam</i> as their own. Every time we sing this verse, they serve as the <i>Chazaniyot/Chazanim</i>. When they sing everybody melts!</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">We decided to maintain the child-like spirit of this track. We arranged it in a way that makes it sound like a group of children and women singing on a beach . . . perhaps somewhere in the <?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /><st1:place st="on">Caribbean. </st1:place></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">One afternoon, a group of boys and girls who are part of our <i>minyan</i> gathered at Reb Ruth's home. We all enjoyed hearing them sing! The five year olds <i>Amalyah</i>, <i>Abigail</i> and <i>Itamar</i> joined in the fun, but decided they are not ready yet for recording. </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyFEDkmbrNlrQQ30thFK3bBHevGed6qqBrrktHRbXF1VElZT07a9On50cZ372CHIB-XMnDhUBevs2m7DAITUQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">Here is the <i>Nava-Tehila’s</i> children choir with <i>Daphna: Uriel Gan-Sinclair, Mira Sayks, Avital Kagan</i> and <i>Avital Meir</i>.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqDQGY1sHAQG3P5QCjLmkYNt2VYiuZuU4RL50SIIP4fBRXNnMPHYRnVbffgv1QUVbtFEo7f-hX8xbE0FapHw1p-744-W-dwuH3VcWtMtlpKxhI_Ky9olLdjcdqHzVuVMPSYfaHH9I2UPMt/s1600-h/18052008(016).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207242651311162658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqDQGY1sHAQG3P5QCjLmkYNt2VYiuZuU4RL50SIIP4fBRXNnMPHYRnVbffgv1QUVbtFEo7f-hX8xbE0FapHw1p-744-W-dwuH3VcWtMtlpKxhI_Ky9olLdjcdqHzVuVMPSYfaHH9I2UPMt/s320/18052008(016).jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">The entire childrens' recording lasted only one hour!!! We have to admit that adults’ recordings take much longer.</p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">In this clip Zechariah and the children are listening to one of the tracks. I thought they were dancing for fun but Avital enlightened me to the fact that they were actually listening to off-key moments and point at each other saying: "You are off . . .</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxuRqDLvi_1uxxYVIgfwBJWtcjUbdO8g1TkUac4fx_HFBGED8b-RMvFSLEgQYXIi2GJOFX-4iVzj95_heCUlg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">This track was just for fun. After we finished the recording Daphna went into the studio and sang with the children. Then, they all went out for pizza. They were sad that it had ended so fast!</p><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyCfB5RB5Ackf-Bq57tk7MsLY1DQPfLBMEXp6epGxmHxKQ0PBOObdQKq_wo4JN476ng0P_O2TBnppr1xnLYgw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Nava Tehilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10455938983305474235noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8194713966754689872.post-29799447418870060952008-05-28T13:49:00.001+03:002008-07-02T19:04:40.856+03:00Waltz<div dir="rtl" style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"></div><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">We learned from our teacher <?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /><st1:personname st="on" productid="Rabbi Zalman">Rabbi Zalman</st1:personname> Shachter-Shalomi that every part of Shabbat has its own flavor and rhythm. Friday night is linked to three-quarters rhythm, which is the rhythm of a waltz. It has circularity and tenderness like mama.</p><div dir="ltr"></div><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">When we, Daphna and Reb Ruth, sat three years ago to plan Daphna's first Kabbalat Shabbat we wanted to follow this energetic direction and looked for a waltz tune for <i>Lecha-Dodi</i>. In order to grasp how a waltz and <i>Lecha-dodi</i> fit together we sang the Yiddish melody known as Tumbalalayika. That led to Daphna composing the melody we jokingly nicknamed “Advanced Tumbalalayika” AKA Daphna’s <i>Lecha-dodi</i>. This is the same tune that gets you up from your seats many Friday nights and fills our davvening space with many dancing couples, triads and circles.</p><div dir="ltr" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"></div><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">As we went about recording more and more layers of this track, we found out that we just couldn't stay seated. Those of us who were not bound by the headset cables had to get up and dance . . .</p><div dir="ltr" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"></div><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">This first clip is arguably the first sign of this malady. <span style="font-size:+0;"></span>It was shot in February during our stay in the monastery. We were sitting among the wild flowers arranging our <i>niggunim</i> when Zechariah showed up with his warm brown winter cloak. It looked so majestic we couldn't resist trying it on. </p><div dir="ltr" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"></div><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left">Daphna put it on and simply had to whirl . . .</p></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyZQ0FtJUKTFt8ZtOiHbLbUYgu1Fmnb8mIrmE0HaZEM--uC9wRtMooIhQn6u95zSG8vQbLicd9qfTbVuwOQUg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /></div><br /><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">As far as we can recall (Father) Zechariah and (Rabbi) Ruth also danced on several occasions. However, none of these dances were ever captured on tape. Is this a plot meant to protect their respectful status in the community? Or maybe the reason is that the camera woman is usually Ruth??? </p><div dir="ltr" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"></div><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">Unfortunately for them, Daphna and Yoel did not merit such luck! Here they are during one of the early recordings:</p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzQqxH7-PP2RXlxprpUcoMUcrSJH8ZkVq6dhDrs0DpI1BYH4sKOV2K2TVhd0SnVoRWbm-Pbu0TvciM3VCLR' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /></div><br /><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">The next clip captures a rare and unprecedented event. The Klezmer band (whom we will cover in another post) are recording in the studio. Daphna invites Leo, the technician, to dance. Leo, as you may have figured out by now, is not as crazy as we are - but after a moment of hesitation, he said yes!!!</p><div dir="ltr" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"></div><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">Initially Leo attempts a Russian dance in honor of our Russian-Ukrainian Klezmer musicians, but eventually, he is also taken by the waltz.</p><div dir="ltr" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwwUb9iOnKJmLkS9Cp53UgIatBJkTIceYUuX51GE26FEKXRRI74pjMkDAOw5NWAQls_WWFJcyCJc8aGRRyY' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />Do try this at home!!!</div>Nava Tehilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10455938983305474235noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8194713966754689872.post-46248800344942174642008-05-28T13:08:00.000+03:002008-05-28T13:39:31.189+03:00Alon Paner -Base Guitar<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSwhnVHN0FhRvcPt-ePcBl-4byM9NNpNEY-STR8U7To6hA_2v-otfRXC8UmzCFjvhnHTjSPL1pr4qfJspA8w5r3HzU5E6Z8NVZsZ6T91y41JVzZfK7wpGdD5VtOSLt7Q95oSM6gGfjqo2e/s1600-h/Alon+Smile.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSwhnVHN0FhRvcPt-ePcBl-4byM9NNpNEY-STR8U7To6hA_2v-otfRXC8UmzCFjvhnHTjSPL1pr4qfJspA8w5r3HzU5E6Z8NVZsZ6T91y41JVzZfK7wpGdD5VtOSLt7Q95oSM6gGfjqo2e/s200/Alon+Smile.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205374364704059010" border="0" /></a><br /><div> </div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: justify;">Some of you may know that this blog is originally written and published <a href="http://navatehilamusic.blogspot.com/">in Hebrew</a>. Our friend Nachshon took upon himself the task of translating it into English. We have just realized that one old post – from before Passover - was not uploaded. So here is the story of the bass guitar – the second layer that was recorded after the percussion.</div><div> </div><p dir="ltr" style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">As Zechariah phrase it, the base is like a compassionate father who hugs all the <i style="">Niggunim</i> and supports them. Many people can’ t hear these low sounds but the base guitar is the roots.</p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p dir="ltr" style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">We use a base in all <i style="">nigunim</i> except our two Pillars of Smoke (BeAmud Anan…).</p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p dir="ltr" style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">After hiring <a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendid=219873252">Alon Panner</a> to play we found out that he is considered one of the best in the country. One person put it in these words: "your guest musicians are too good for you"! Needless to say that after openly expressing this opinion he himself was NOT asked to come aboard…</p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p dir="ltr" style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">To give you a taste of the base here is the <i style="">niggun</i> “Arbayim Ahana” . You will hear only the base with no vocals or percussions.</p><div style="text-align: center;"> <iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwUnJRW_2KrctaQ1AIGbjrZygVNWHiXpIvkoFvNDCslVpIE2rzzcbs20tPLC6noVqI-BGp6X33CGtJBbBofow' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p dir="ltr" style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">Few things we learn about Alon:</p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal">His family had been secular for a long time, probably since the Era of the Enlightment. </p><div> </div><p dir="ltr" style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">He had never been to a Kabbalat Shabbat and never heard of <i style="">Lecha Dodi</i>.</p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p dir="ltr" style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">He is familiar with <i style="">Shalom aleichm</i> but not from home. </p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p dir="ltr" style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">He is getting married this summer with a <i style="">chupa</i> and the whole ceremony.</p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p dir="ltr" style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">He willingly joined us for our prayer circle with which we open every session.</p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p dir="ltr" style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">The most amazing story Alon shared with us is that after seven years of working as a professional musician in weddings, recordings and bands he decided to choose an easier career path, one that will allow him to spend more time at home. </p><div> </div><p dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal">And what is this easy path he chose?</p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal">Medicine…</p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p dir="ltr" style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">Alon went straight form 4 hours of to an exam at <st1:place st="on"><st1:placename st="on">Haddasah</st1:placename> <st1:placename st="on">Medical</st1:placename> <st1:placetype st="on">School</st1:placetype></st1:place>. If he can sustain the calmness and concentration we experienced with him in the studio we predict he will make a fabulous doctor.</p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p dir="ltr" style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">In this clip Alon plays the bass and Yoel provide the sounds that what will, in the future be played by the oud (or in the case of this blog, in the past... see the last post abput the oud).</p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><br /><p dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dw4tuS4JjYDsfCGJ45u4qRbyKO0JydV5TSDIu62yTQc0imFUFYowhs46R8qiG1dZFBfZ07ly04MfzJntzRTsA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal">And here you can hear the base on Yoel’s<i style=""> Lecha Dodi</i></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyRZGAxw-Oa3GyLFOGENPdmGowBoNnK8x6w9lne-O_lpCMyx8Ic7olwqYJ33KGLMTVa90djRhZLXH6QVHsGaA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Nava Tehilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10455938983305474235noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8194713966754689872.post-30308756472588120682008-05-22T13:23:00.002+03:002008-07-03T14:50:36.062+03:00Oud, Nay, Gilad and Tiran, A Desert Dream Comes True<div dir="ltr" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">One of our earliest dreams was to produce the chant, “<em>Arbaim Shana,</em>” with an accompaniment of a nay and an oud. Long before we found Zachariah, we started rehearsing for an independent disc production. For several weeks we soaked in <em>Arabim Shana,</em> wandering in the desert, experiencing the loneliness and despair of this chant. In the desert wind, we heard the sound of a nay. Yoel even sang those sounds out loud. The nay appears at the distance with the oud, the Israelites tired and covered with dust appear right after in a sand cloud. Oy, "they did not know my ways . . ." </div><div dir="ltr" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><br />Today, the dream came true!<br /><br />When Tiran plays the nay, the soul pours out with longing. They nay strikes the tired soul, yearning . . .<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dx3EW5fqBxBIu1qQ9avg-stao302_DkdiVR4hSTxArAp5iu2-P1vWEu19Qw8pD77bOwNf05zSKvuJlX3w7h4w' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><div><div><div><div><div dir="ltr" align="justify"><br />In this clip, the nay answers Yoel in “<em>Ki Ata YHVH Elyon.</em>”<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzEP7ncV5G8DjycrxyLKLUDBo4lUQiqxj_q-jJbC4Xc9qXxHdZEOtaxbmGqRMIi4st71XYuVL5qOLUs2jMBVf9Wxxo9XBIHuLtQS7SWvXO1XSxoQTwt4lG2Tn3Wp57WGiHPYnstS6EY5i4/s1600-h/Tiran+%26+Zak.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203148648226762290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzEP7ncV5G8DjycrxyLKLUDBo4lUQiqxj_q-jJbC4Xc9qXxHdZEOtaxbmGqRMIi4st71XYuVL5qOLUs2jMBVf9Wxxo9XBIHuLtQS7SWvXO1XSxoQTwt4lG2Tn3Wp57WGiHPYnstS6EY5i4/s200/Tiran+%26+Zak.jpg" border="0" /></a>Tiran Bublil, just like like Kobby Hagoel, grew up in a synago<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjflT8wTkBQEU1R7gXluNllTzUQlR_8nVCrZaYCUmfUX1m3DeQ6z-USqbuVr929R59Ek8pTEuYl_8Duvly6fYqZQdTDJK1bjGM5I0bK84vwp9MZVyQlJsjpEadZs4FNWbnR5MrNvxAa5il-/s1600-h/06052008(019).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203147166463045138" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjflT8wTkBQEU1R7gXluNllTzUQlR_8nVCrZaYCUmfUX1m3DeQ6z-USqbuVr929R59Ek8pTEuYl_8Duvly6fYqZQdTDJK1bjGM5I0bK84vwp9MZVyQlJsjpEadZs4FNWbnR5MrNvxAa5il-/s200/06052008(019).jpg" border="0" /></a>gue – this time Tunisian. His father, who is turning eighty these days, is a chazzan and performer of sacred Jewish music. As a child, Tiran was surrounded with Arabic music and Jewish - Tunisian sacred music. In this clip, he tells us about growing up in the synagogue choir, and of his father who worked as a leather cutter in a shoe factory to support his family. Tiran’s father is surprised that his son can make a living from music. He wished for that himself but could never afford it.<br /><br /><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dw1Z69D7DlspftCZXTgcx4Tl1rRunJqTix5w0BHOeH3tJPOKxDlTC0qPsCjFP072llCEsNE_JJ0tPiSpDxewA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />Gilad Hazzan, our oud player, is a Breslav chassid. As you can see he wears a typical big yarlmaka and tzitzit with techelet. In his tiny car, you can find side-by-side two children’s safety chairs, an oud, a kannun and <em>Likutei Moharan, a</em> book of teachings from Reb Nachman of Breslav. Check out the sticker on his oud case!<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6m8_ZGr9T92jGK-hqVhdc4JYV86OGum3i1emQ7FLEBzyDYR1TX7PRvUpdzrn8iYSkkNbYK8M6Z9T7_hWm83XCHBNWWhZlM2YuYx_EraqIcFppzVIzaogUCQg6vyOe9BU4PZ8qUD9Jxi6M/s1600-h/Gilad.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203150207299890802" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6m8_ZGr9T92jGK-hqVhdc4JYV86OGum3i1emQ7FLEBzyDYR1TX7PRvUpdzrn8iYSkkNbYK8M6Z9T7_hWm83XCHBNWWhZlM2YuYx_EraqIcFppzVIzaogUCQg6vyOe9BU4PZ8qUD9Jxi6M/s200/Gilad.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7vhtJDb7eCBxOwoBo1y5N8xXxKzyhwrOHKvpj01b9Nxetz6gfVm_kGSp4QraUYXwzUdTUH4Bj8jiLBDiJ4BFIg2dcCNlTVZ_mp58S1qDftku1dDS22AUFhCUthqF3cKrKGtbtmh6yKZmX/s1600-h/Ud+Rebi+nachman.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203149893767278178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7vhtJDb7eCBxOwoBo1y5N8xXxKzyhwrOHKvpj01b9Nxetz6gfVm_kGSp4QraUYXwzUdTUH4Bj8jiLBDiJ4BFIg2dcCNlTVZ_mp58S1qDftku1dDS22AUFhCUthqF3cKrKGtbtmh6yKZmX/s200/Ud+Rebi+nachman.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Gilad plays the oud with great devotion and sweetness as if he is playing a lullaby to his own baby. Gilad and Yoel both study in the Center for Oriental Music in the Musrara neighborhood of Jerusalem. </div><div dir="ltr" align="justify"><br />In this clip, Gilad offers improvisations for “<em>Arbayim Shana</em>”.<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzumGP7KGK2m5pBHtSV2CJnkZfCWbEHFOwO4UmqA2sIZXSrmLuMt44WWu6q5UNXFvKICZe8nLV5X9kKHwlXog' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />During the break in the studio, Gilad drew us into a conversation about the fiery lion that emerged from the Holy of Holies after the destruction of the Temple. We moved to talking about the nature of passion, creativity, good, evil and overcoming our inclination to do G-d’s work.<br /><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi16p3b3f3i3pKftGaqdgXMvD0aBkP_L2hF_RPlWWaLjFxhVym0iPUWfhA1mQ6UFmdXlN4YMHlC7Gztxvwy84voyjXsFUZ8WtDes_piHZAiUmuR5W1N0qR3IL9tgOpd_b_C8826vWG1WNiX/s1600-h/06052008%D7%97%D7%99%D7%91%D7%95%D7%A7+%D7%92%D7%9C%D7%A2%D7%93+%D7%95%D7%99%D7%95%D7%90%D7%9C.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203149464270548562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi16p3b3f3i3pKftGaqdgXMvD0aBkP_L2hF_RPlWWaLjFxhVym0iPUWfhA1mQ6UFmdXlN4YMHlC7Gztxvwy84voyjXsFUZ8WtDes_piHZAiUmuR5W1N0qR3IL9tgOpd_b_C8826vWG1WNiX/s320/06052008%D7%97%D7%99%D7%91%D7%95%D7%A7+%D7%92%D7%9C%D7%A2%D7%93+%D7%95%D7%99%D7%95%D7%90%D7%9C.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Following Kobby’s advice, we invited Tiran and Gilad to play together. It was the first time we used two separate recording rooms at the same time. In this way the musicians could maintain eye contact through the glass and ear contact through the headsets while every instrument was recorded on a separate track that can be edited separately.<br /><br /></div></div></div></div><br /><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzKwHQJu1GgIFYUpD2EzyGPJtIPttHvwFdEi20uyRGhmsdPGzvxW1QYrWZhhoGSLVnZsxAnEq4-r_5H-BPygA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Nava Tehilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10455938983305474235noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8194713966754689872.post-91088740543352865612008-05-22T08:16:00.001+03:002008-07-02T18:41:20.493+03:00Leo Goes to Mexico and his Brother Abe Doron Snaps us to Ireland<div dir="ltr"><br /><br /><div dir="ltr" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left">The Doron brothers:<br /></div><div dir="ltr" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCToz7oCUJyymHlGUmk-nYhywTzLqNroJY8SOtx1krV_l5Wx_In43c9DIXhaHD1ByuUx52mZIdeYsrlZGoMY5h3hwkYqwYavUpydL2Pf86wzwui9BuRRgNsftemCutICJ-nqCw1e_w70kE/s1600-h/Abe+and+Leo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203067713863036370" dir="ltr" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCToz7oCUJyymHlGUmk-nYhywTzLqNroJY8SOtx1krV_l5Wx_In43c9DIXhaHD1ByuUx52mZIdeYsrlZGoMY5h3hwkYqwYavUpydL2Pf86wzwui9BuRRgNsftemCutICJ-nqCw1e_w70kE/s200/Abe+and+Leo.jpg" border="0" /></a>Leo - the studio owner and our recording technician always surprises us by his ability to stay calm. Studio life is full of tensions. Musicians are late, failed recordings have to be repeated. There are disagreements . . . yet somehow in the midst of it all he manages to keep a smile. </div><div dir="ltr" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"> </div><div dir="ltr" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left">However, even Leo needs a break. One day, Leo packed his bags and went to visit the family in Mexico. It happened just as we were looking for a percussionist for our <em>Asher Lo Hayam</em> - the Caribbean-style children's song, and for our beloved reggae Anan Vaarafel. A few days before he left, we learned that Leo’s brother is the famous percussionist <a href="http://www.israeldrums.com/">Abe Doron</a>. Well, we thought, maybe Abe can do the job. But then Leo left and we had no phone no for Abe. We surfed the web and found him on <a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendID=178096170">myspace</a>, on <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D6lrhrTHnms">Utube</a> , you name it – fully featured but not a single phone number!<br />Eventually, we located the missing brother who was busy establishing a percussion music school. Abe is well known worldwide as an percussionist, no less then an ex-Riverdance player! After we finished working on the two songs we planned for him to drum we begged him to play the bodhrán for us. Watch this! </div><div dir="ltr" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyR6TgHjxJ-Bkx8QmvyxKleQqlirZ4-MZK0rxCP5-9BVf8Dgrhag3gH4DCwA93JaN6giyaMeKILdl-d2B08RA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br /></div><div dir="ltr" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">After this delightful tutorial we could not resist! We asked Abe on the spot to add a bodhrán to our "Irish" <em>Shameava Vatismach Zion</em>. Our own Father Zachariah, who, in his previous incarnation had been an Irish fiddler, barely agreed to arrange this song as if it was truly Irish. His main complaint was that traditional Irish tunes are written in a different key. We would hear nothing of that and we stayed on Zachariah's case until he gave up and wrote an amazing Irish fiddle solo piece for this tune. And now we were going to "Irish" it even more by adding the bodhrán.<br />Here Abe is playing over Zecharie’s recorded solo piece. However, Zechariah is not happy… Apparently Abe was playing in a modern style, to go with our wrong key, I guess!<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dysJZFVVH_pt6LSvKk6O4EXHfiGp8Z4Pb8KP8qnZip7KpgGnpfLdDkoeXvdFAZxW-fck_x3URhWSdU-9Ql2EQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><div dir="ltr" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><br />And then Zechariah asked Abe to play the bodhrán the old way. Listen to him describe his wishes to Abe. When Abe finally came up with “Old-style” drumming Zechariah relaxed – this is it, this is the real thing!!<br /></div></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyeTuAQIrvYyFjnVnuOtMGwkF4s8R1POs64W5_31PR7oqveUMFDwqz1gqXNfnk5SRwSkF8M-tWlHAKFMXUVRQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Nava Tehilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10455938983305474235noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8194713966754689872.post-5528804833344868852008-05-11T22:09:00.001+03:002008-07-02T18:34:30.218+03:00Shiviti<div dir="ltr" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">The <i>Shiviti</i> is a Jewish art form that is based on the verse from <i>Tehilim</i>: "I equate G-D before me at all times."(Psalms 17 verse 8). It functions as an aid for meditation or contemplation. </div><div dir="rtl" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"><p class="MsoBodyText" dir="ltr" style="DIRECTION: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: justify">The studio is a place of action - not always a place intended for prayer. We wanted to bring prayer into the studio and to maintain our awareness that we are singing to G-D, not to the microphone, the technician or the producer. Thus, we brought to the studio a <i>Shiviti</i> created by <?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /><st1:personname st="on" productid="Reb Zalman">Reb Zalman</st1:personname> who is the spiritual <i>Zeide</i> of many of us.</p><p class="MsoBodyText" dir="ltr" style="DIRECTION: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: justify">In this <i>Shiviti,</i> G-D's name Y-H-W-H is written downward as a reflection of the human silhouette.</p><p class="MsoBodyText" dir="ltr" style="DIRECTION: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7_GsZGvfdMwTWNqjM_qkME3ILGc8Gy_LwY5LGOdL0IapbgcPEArdCGXk-Ox5zzwlcC_ByXlq8iJqzpuUleHefM2oHGVhaRWdRa2EvJNFcLIjAjRkdrSW3HLpQQ2yNa8PhW_pllef9P1ul/s1600-h/shivity.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199202570679359762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7_GsZGvfdMwTWNqjM_qkME3ILGc8Gy_LwY5LGOdL0IapbgcPEArdCGXk-Ox5zzwlcC_ByXlq8iJqzpuUleHefM2oHGVhaRWdRa2EvJNFcLIjAjRkdrSW3HLpQQ2yNa8PhW_pllef9P1ul/s320/shivity.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><p class="MsoBodyText" dir="ltr" style="DIRECTION: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: justify">In Kabbala, these four letters parallel the archetypical order of father, mother, son and daughter. The upper <i>Yod</i> represents <em>Chochma, </em>and is associated with the archetype of the father. The upper Hey is associated with <i>Bina </i>which represents the mother. The <i>vav</i> is The <i>Holy Blessed One</i> and the lower Hey represents the <i>Shekhina</i>.</p><p class="MsoBodyText" dir="ltr" style="DIRECTION: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: justify">We had not noticed until yesterday that metaphorically we represent these four faces. Father Zechariah sits in <i>Chochma.</i> He is the mind behind this project. Reb Ruth sits in the position of <i>Bina. </i>She is the translator and mediator between everybody making sure they eat and rest and know their role.</p><p class="MsoBodyText" dir="ltr" style="DIRECTION: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><i>Yoel</i> and <i>Daphna</i>, the young artists, sit for the <i>Holy Blessed One</i> and <i>Shekhina</i>. They express themselves through their creativity - writing the music, playing their instruments and singing.</p><p class="MsoBodyText" dir="ltr" style="DIRECTION: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: justify">BTW, without planning it, we have found perfect balance between the two of them. The disc includes 8 tracks written by <i>Daphna</i> and an equal number written by <i>Yoel</i>.</p><p class="MsoBodyText" dir="ltr" style="DIRECTION: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: justify">Yesterday, we consciously and humorously accepted upon ourselves these roles and painted the <i>Shiviti</i> together. Each one painted their letter and its corresponding background.</p><p class="MsoBodyText" dir="ltr" style="DIRECTION: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5phbK0CmLOSk0cPkOYxOmahi5ZJch79MfM8S5e3fSEF0idalc4YZM8O8F3grurMhMnxF5J45WRDrU4WXYYNpZAHyR_DD7dtfTmeasqj_p39iNWRZtLgvX6aSFmVvNzLxQ4OR1jelKNe3U/s1600-h/Painting+shivity+2.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199203232104323394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5phbK0CmLOSk0cPkOYxOmahi5ZJch79MfM8S5e3fSEF0idalc4YZM8O8F3grurMhMnxF5J45WRDrU4WXYYNpZAHyR_DD7dtfTmeasqj_p39iNWRZtLgvX6aSFmVvNzLxQ4OR1jelKNe3U/s320/Painting+shivity+2.JPG" border="0" /></a>And here it the <em>Shiviti</em> in it's place in the Studio!</p><p class="MsoBodyText" dir="ltr" style="DIRECTION: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy5uKRbzoBH2D8G4MTvldHwC1X7CfSVfVQjSF0vjiH700k-Gsdz1JOSWn2v-LhOyXdboQyqRVFQYMa3EklODqkOqYjIIB7RxVJDvzzK7mOp6m85ldfyPcIG-CfxoMEmwt9q6oKVFDokQAV/s1600-h/shivity+in+studio.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199202836967332130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy5uKRbzoBH2D8G4MTvldHwC1X7CfSVfVQjSF0vjiH700k-Gsdz1JOSWn2v-LhOyXdboQyqRVFQYMa3EklODqkOqYjIIB7RxVJDvzzK7mOp6m85ldfyPcIG-CfxoMEmwt9q6oKVFDokQAV/s200/shivity+in+studio.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><span lang="HE" dir="rtl"><?xml:namespace prefix = o /><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoBodyText" dir="ltr" style="DIRECTION: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span dir="ltr"></span><span dir="ltr"></span><span dir="ltr"></span><span dir="ltr"></span><span style="font-size:+0;"></span><span dir="rtl"></span><span dir="rtl"></span><span dir="rtl"><span dir="rtl"></span><span dir="rtl"></span><span style="font-size:+0;"></span></span><span dir="ltr"></span><span dir="ltr"></span><span dir="ltr"></span><span dir="ltr"></span><span style="font-size:+0;"></span><span lang="HE" dir="rtl"><o:p></o:p></span></p></div>Nava Tehilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10455938983305474235noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8194713966754689872.post-89207838106948203902008-04-15T17:33:00.001+03:002008-07-02T18:30:20.448+03:00Percussion'- Kobi Hagoel<div dir="ltr" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"><a href="http://buydarbuka.com/">Kobi Hagoel</a> (The literal translation of his name is "Jacob the redeemer . . .") is a magician of oriental percussion instruments. He is one of Yoel’s teachers and a professional creative musician who plays a wide variety of exotic instruments. </div><div dir="ltr" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3D0byGGru6WCq84DnQpzX7CG5zp1IEdESRITOYcbTYIEOmdQ5pc-Fwn_Q_gUHhlYeyM5sI5Eai0w7biETPF2bOnyUafMZ_TP86w1HAJRJhGXgQPOoKb6bUY4xarsbuLljTXy3Zc-41QSd/s1600-h/%D7%A7%D7%95%D7%91%D7%99+%D7%95%D7%94%D7%AA%D7%95%D7%A4%D7%99%D7%9D.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189513466328587010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3D0byGGru6WCq84DnQpzX7CG5zp1IEdESRITOYcbTYIEOmdQ5pc-Fwn_Q_gUHhlYeyM5sI5Eai0w7biETPF2bOnyUafMZ_TP86w1HAJRJhGXgQPOoKb6bUY4xarsbuLljTXy3Zc-41QSd/s200/%D7%A7%D7%95%D7%91%D7%99+%D7%95%D7%94%D7%AA%D7%95%D7%A4%D7%99%D7%9D.JPG" border="0" /></a> <p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">Have ever heard of a Zar? Rik? Kanjira? We tried<span style="font-size:+0;"> </span>a variety of drums and percussions in order to find what fit with every track. We discovered that the kangira, which is the tiniest, actually has the broadest sound.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilqJnW7-7NZGdgXUsici6oPlS0vPT4qXAp0fK7-EM0mYbmWUr8016127ov1Lt2vmYu4q4FhDfiaS37KY64j7niXXOrgDYcRcq7sHxDkeb2PbxM36m5dzeHbO0IZtVRxu-TL7uES-HajvVV/s1600-h/%D7%9E%D7%97%D7%9C%D7%99%D7%98%D7%99%D7%9D+%D7%A2%D7%9C+%D7%AA%D7%95%D7%A4%D7%99%D7%9D.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189484209011366626" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilqJnW7-7NZGdgXUsici6oPlS0vPT4qXAp0fK7-EM0mYbmWUr8016127ov1Lt2vmYu4q4FhDfiaS37KY64j7niXXOrgDYcRcq7sHxDkeb2PbxM36m5dzeHbO0IZtVRxu-TL7uES-HajvVV/s200/%D7%9E%D7%97%D7%9C%D7%99%D7%98%D7%99%D7%9D+%D7%A2%D7%9C+%D7%AA%D7%95%D7%A4%D7%99%D7%9D.JPG" border="0" /></a>For many tracks, Kobi recorded several different instruments so that we will mix to get a rich texture. As he was playing some of the fast -paced tracks it looked like he has 20 fingers . . . amazing!</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">In this video, Kobi is getting ready for Yoel’s <i>Lecha Dodi</i>.<span style="font-size:+0;"> </span>He is humming his original interpretation from what he remembers as the tune, not what Yoel wrote . . . This immediately raised our suspicion that he grew up in a prayer environment.<span style="font-size:+0;"> </span>Our investigation revealed some interesting reminiscing about the <?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /><st1:place st="on">Salonika</st1:place> shul he frequented as child. He had no idea we are videoing him.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">For those of you who don't happen to speak Hebrew, Kobi told us how at the age of 6 he was taken to shul with his friends and given a glass off arak. He can still feel the hit in the back of the throat to this very day – a good training, he said, for learning how to down alchohol . . .</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyi3vQ972IL5x0BmMR3F71lJFpGkFrG1Nh9HqW74heoGS35orBRKuLlKH6FpkLGYOu7OP3opBG7cKf3Z58Sbw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><?xml:namespace prefix = o /><o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">It is common to record a few takes before achieving a good result. Nevertheless, we were surprised to do<span style="font-size:+0;"> </span>“S<i>halom Aleichem</i>” in one take - the Angels were present! </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">Studio work is not all nice and dandy. There are challenges and tensions at times. However, the pictures capture the good moments!</p></div><div dir="ltr" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-WzjUyqhPX7DWPu0oj-d9Tsr7qY1aBxQuxqcfP9o1seBVHyocT9HHGthTJjU9FeSac3nfLs2w7gjxjGjpyqAXb_1Ag0t5kpuveHdPSC1Fom8DX40Fx5sc6MipKDmxrCRjbUQXwDvNQs8L/s1600-h/%D7%93%D7%A4%D7%A0%D7%94+%D7%A2%D7%9D+%D7%90%D7%96%D7%A0%D7%99%D7%95%D7%AA.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189556244202855186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-WzjUyqhPX7DWPu0oj-d9Tsr7qY1aBxQuxqcfP9o1seBVHyocT9HHGthTJjU9FeSac3nfLs2w7gjxjGjpyqAXb_1Ag0t5kpuveHdPSC1Fom8DX40Fx5sc6MipKDmxrCRjbUQXwDvNQs8L/s200/%D7%93%D7%A4%D7%A0%D7%94+%D7%A2%D7%9D+%D7%90%D7%96%D7%A0%D7%99%D7%95%D7%AA.JPG" border="0" /></a></p></div><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQdCvqKEYr9J2Xc1G5PdnSKQZfeI23yBrK0FRsOFqf0hG5DZoXv48VUQnw5-bbHGecThkda1sIkl58F8dXbqiBbPHLj3mQdM3zSaberHagA7Oe_OMQNplRlGAGdHANTIEypPJIE1UxfH41/s1600-h/%D7%93%D7%A4%D7%A0%D7%94+%D7%95%D7%99%D7%95%D7%90%D7%9C+%D7%91%D7%97%D7%99%D7%95%D7%9A.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189494392378825458" dir="ltr" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQdCvqKEYr9J2Xc1G5PdnSKQZfeI23yBrK0FRsOFqf0hG5DZoXv48VUQnw5-bbHGecThkda1sIkl58F8dXbqiBbPHLj3mQdM3zSaberHagA7Oe_OMQNplRlGAGdHANTIEypPJIE1UxfH41/s200/%D7%93%D7%A4%D7%A0%D7%94+%D7%95%D7%99%D7%95%D7%90%D7%9C+%D7%91%D7%97%D7%99%D7%95%D7%9A.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left">Even Zacharia has moments of <i>nachas</i>.</p><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUU4Cg0SctnqPZKuy22umOcs6PonBu4kQUGmjrPQO3wuxCM3qT2CpQMhsdane5MhVwrwHtUoWrvrQwA4n9EWtxJ8sl6fetQwHGqg5eeaORyq1NEjzYvYIBjrUPiyANF6IXB4xeoWkvzVAo/s1600-h/%D7%96%D7%9B%D7%A8%D7%99%D7%94+%D7%9E%D7%97%D7%99%D7%99%D7%9A.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189556772483832610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUU4Cg0SctnqPZKuy22umOcs6PonBu4kQUGmjrPQO3wuxCM3qT2CpQMhsdane5MhVwrwHtUoWrvrQwA4n9EWtxJ8sl6fetQwHGqg5eeaORyq1NEjzYvYIBjrUPiyANF6IXB4xeoWkvzVAo/s320/%D7%96%D7%9B%D7%A8%D7%99%D7%94+%D7%9E%D7%97%D7%99%D7%99%D7%9A.JPG" border="0" /></a> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"><br /></p>Nava Tehilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10455938983305474235noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8194713966754689872.post-40112115177007758022008-04-15T17:13:00.001+03:002008-07-02T18:25:27.944+03:00What’s a “Guide”?<div dir="ltr" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"><?xml:namespace prefix = o /><o:p></o:p>The guide is like an initial stitch or a pencil sketch that you erase when the final product is ready. It is an initial recording of lesser quality that follows the outline of a track. Accompanying musicians, like the drummer, base player, or other musicians can listen to it on their headset while they play and record their parts.</div><div dir="ltr" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">As a first step, we recorded Yoel playing the basic chords of every track.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmD4Dj6EKFk6N8m-bBvPEbg091P51Tw_q-ZL1JNGfemblgTnw4oqCkPCBgmvHE_DrjMz7mRjcamgy5DECRiL-ZrwLbSXP4iJd3lCXx4DyjJyAzJN_RXqXvs2LqHbMt6LTxsnn4-UqgaeMA/s1600-h/%D7%99%D7%95%D7%90%D7%9C+%D7%91%D7%92%D7%99%D7%98%D7%A8%D7%94.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189476005623831250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmD4Dj6EKFk6N8m-bBvPEbg091P51Tw_q-ZL1JNGfemblgTnw4oqCkPCBgmvHE_DrjMz7mRjcamgy5DECRiL-ZrwLbSXP4iJd3lCXx4DyjJyAzJN_RXqXvs2LqHbMt6LTxsnn4-UqgaeMA/s320/%D7%99%D7%95%D7%90%D7%9C+%D7%91%D7%92%D7%99%D7%98%D7%A8%D7%94.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">At the second stage, we recorded simple singing over the chords.<span style="font-size:+0;"> </span>I shot this brief video from the technician room that is separated by a double glass from the wood-lined studio. Daphna is singing the song “<i>Shaamea Vatismach Zion.</i>” Yoel is pointing to the right place on the notes using a <i>Yad.</i> You can also see Father Zechariah's image, in which he seems to be conducting and singing with her, reflected in the glass.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><o:p></o:p><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dx4A2JVsqTizflfabQ1WADAOjDacTlwTeeYGzfRFvNfimfMsbgLfT8DsdBpAkJasbVOOTcjImkWqbf4_p4C-A' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br />This one is a line from “<i>Hod<span style="font-size:+0;"> </span>Ve-hadar.</i>” Ruth's image is reflected in the glass, which tells you its nighttime.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><br /></p></div><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwPm8kAGEyHzLcp9qg7q9kGWLZjDStkaM9D9KobUprcfXpcvZHA5GiluNBb-AxpkKvY8s-DtF12034NdnKcSA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Nava Tehilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10455938983305474235noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8194713966754689872.post-90265214729007026652008-04-09T00:16:00.002+03:002008-09-10T00:37:21.542+03:00Into the Studio<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqXcicn4uz7j4V_NMn8Ffte8a3ViMOEUMIvV6VwI5y33HOJ4Pj75KBbGAhULq8dL_1ockZjtx3PxHwDjQQGDEvot-afeIS7ln9TjWJ_3SzGE4f0KfGdccM2hNQHNLu01vUAW0UOzCH8HLK/s1600-h/Nava+Tehila+Music+Project+2008.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186991753912637650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqXcicn4uz7j4V_NMn8Ffte8a3ViMOEUMIvV6VwI5y33HOJ4Pj75KBbGAhULq8dL_1ockZjtx3PxHwDjQQGDEvot-afeIS7ln9TjWJ_3SzGE4f0KfGdccM2hNQHNLu01vUAW0UOzCH8HLK/s400/Nava+Tehila+Music+Project+2008.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div dir="rtl" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left">The purpose of this blog is to include you, members and supporters of the <a href="http://www.navatehila.org/">Nava Tehila</a> community, in the production of the Kabbalat Shabbat music CD. This week we have entered the studio. We have sent everyone an initial fundraising letter. The process of a musical production is a bit like pregnancy - hidden from the eye! We want to share the process with you!<?xml:namespace prefix = o /><o:p></o:p></p><div></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left">Don’t expect deep musings in this blog . . . this will be a real time report on what is happening behind the studio’s closed doors! <o:p></o:p></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left">For starters a bit of history:<o:p></o:p></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left">We started gathering for Kabbalat Shabbat on <i>Shabbat Shira</i>, 2005, at the home of <a href="http://www.navatehila.org/site/detail/detail/detailDetail.asp?detail_id=297055">Rabbi Ruth Gan Kagan</a>. We wanted to create a space were prayer would be moving, relevant, and connected to the <i>Shekhina</i>. After a while we adopted the name Nava Tehila. If you are still not familiar with us you can visit our <a href="http://www.navatehila.org/">web site</a><o:p></o:p></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left">Reb Ruth's vision was to create a place where we could experiment with different modes of prayer that would be grounded in a deep understanding of the flow of the traditional Kabbalat Shabbat<o:p></o:p></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left">Over time, she was joined by few musicians and our Kabbalat Shabbat gravitated toward the musical aspect of prayer. In the past two years, we composed numerous niggunim for Kabbalat Shabbat. These niggunim add up to a spiritual journey that changes every time according to the <i>parsha</i> and to the season<o:p></o:p></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"><o:p></o:p></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left">A prayer facilitation team (Baalei tefila) emerged from this work that includes Rabbi <?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /><st1:personname productid="Ruth Gan Kagan" st="on">Ruth Gan Kagan</st1:personname>, <st1:personname productid="Daphna Rosenberg" st="on">Daphna Rosenberg</st1:personname> and Yoel Sykes<o:p></o:p></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left">Meanwhile other things were happening. People started inquiring about ways of listening to the music outside of our time together. Visitors from overseas brought those niggunim to their home communities and we started receiving emails requesting a CD.<o:p></o:p></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left">In mid-December we felt a push to produce a CD that came from the Holy Blessed One.<o:p></o:p></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left">“Nu” He said in our hearts, “ How long are you going to wait?”<o:p></o:p></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left">We prayed on the matter.<o:p></o:p></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left">“We can’t carry this project alone. We need a producer, a producer who is spiritually connected to our work, professional and fun to work with!” <o:p></o:p></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left">Our prayers were answered that same day. That evening Reb Ruth received a phone call from Father Zechariah, a regular member of our group and a monk in the Beatitudes Order. The Beatitudes are a Catholic group whose monastery is located in Emmaus near Latrun. They emphasize the Jewish roots of Christianity by celebrating Shabbat. They pray Kabbalat Shabbat using Jewish tunes. They have participated in our prayers since the beginning of our community. <o:p></o:p></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left">Father Zechariah was calling to tell Ruth that there is a demand for new Shabbat tunes in their international Order. He asked whether they could do something with our music.<o:p></o:p></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left">You can imagine our joyful amazement!<o:p></o:p></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left">Shortly thereafter we learned that Father Zechariah, who had been playing his fiddle in our services, used to be a performer of Irish music. He produced music, conducted choirs, and he had even put out a number of CDs. We received all that we asked for and more because, like the rest of us, Father Zechariah is doing this work for the sake of Heaven. <o:p></o:p></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"><span style="font-size:0;"><span style="font-size:100%;">In this video you can see Father Zechariah writing down comments for our<i> Lecha-Dodi</i> during the first rehearsal he attended. Later he could not hold back and pulled out his fiddle</span>.<br /><o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"></div><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyL5dLZ7PhZTalD_vm6ZdoGkOMa87ciEJUXwVFMau5K3E2c_46uoJ4fqXu4MNuPiLirxrDzvlgseBCIy-_Jlw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><o:p></o:p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"><o:p></o:p></p></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left">Since January we have been meeting three times a week to arrange the niggunim. Listening to a CD is a different experience than praying in community. <o:p></o:p></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv8lpsPtcmo_54tKmWruEaFJMWXi-FNkRXvK3fFBrHWIhrOJVLrZM4Zb6makVnXPLOu_B99PsDiD3zCrlalqN2PWsHU1yYX_MeLZLVNtT1gPjcTCNl65Ep-izROU44rw3VppcuKHjadoFr/s1600-h/Minzar+wall.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187000657379842322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv8lpsPtcmo_54tKmWruEaFJMWXi-FNkRXvK3fFBrHWIhrOJVLrZM4Zb6makVnXPLOu_B99PsDiD3zCrlalqN2PWsHU1yYX_MeLZLVNtT1gPjcTCNl65Ep-izROU44rw3VppcuKHjadoFr/s200/Minzar+wall.jpg" border="0" /></a>In mid-Adar A we went to the monastery in Emmaus for a three<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFW5kESoxmTc_3hcuNeB4x6zAJ3O6RRHWtnMRhviCtS-X7T3NI-dyn0LoLPhIUnvtdlkmZDh6G_BTFJTc_t3Cj0RbjoKE6DKmsUcLXaxlghJcrqY0K65XpOclOrTiDooUECWjx94mDJcyT/s1600-h/Zecharia+in+glima.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187000545710692610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFW5kESoxmTc_3hcuNeB4x6zAJ3O6RRHWtnMRhviCtS-X7T3NI-dyn0LoLPhIUnvtdlkmZDh6G_BTFJTc_t3Cj0RbjoKE6DKmsUcLXaxlghJcrqY0K65XpOclOrTiDooUECWjx94mDJcyT/s200/Zecharia+in+glima.jpg" border="0" /></a> day retreat to complete the arrangement. The monastery is located in the heart of “<st1:place st="on"><st1:placename st="on">Canada</st1:placename> <st1:placetype st="on">Park</st1:placetype></st1:place>” and the natural environment was a delight in and of itself..<sub><o:p></o:p></sub></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left">We completed the arrangements and had the merit to see Father Zechariah in his Shema Israel robe.<br /><o:p></o:p></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left">Eventually, the big day arrived and we entered the studio.<o:p></o:p></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"><span style="font-size:0;"><span style="font-size:100%;">We work in a “Studio <st1:metricconverter productid="1”" st="on">1”</st1:metricconverter> which is located in the Talpiot Industrial area. The owner and technician is Leo Doron, fondly thought of as Leo the Calm!</span><br /></span></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOsj1rjcKKJoMOMgFEa0zLy_3AsFCI4NBQCWP3AwC5IdOLpN15tSBKIAGMGqgAk7w4zGYrW6mSZbQree3_x_aeHVgci_U4azEmGcNGk_pBnoA4I_Ib_UH7bDhwtKJwc8mr30WG1-mho_79/s1600-h/First+day+in+Studio+Zak+coaches.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186994863468959986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOsj1rjcKKJoMOMgFEa0zLy_3AsFCI4NBQCWP3AwC5IdOLpN15tSBKIAGMGqgAk7w4zGYrW6mSZbQree3_x_aeHVgci_U4azEmGcNGk_pBnoA4I_Ib_UH7bDhwtKJwc8mr30WG1-mho_79/s320/First+day+in+Studio+Zak+coaches.JPG" border="0" /></a>Nava Tehilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10455938983305474235noreply@blogger.com1