Amidst the chaos since the waters have receded (and still waiting for that dove to come back with the olive branch), I’ve successfully built my little home studio and have begun to record new demos for the project. Monday brought the talented fellow Brooklynite Michelle Citrin (a.k.a. Rosh Hashanah Girl) to my Sunset Park abode, where she helped me with vocals for a certain traditional Hebrew song which I have deconstructed and slowed down like Derrida on ketamine.

Michelle jams out.
Housekeeping note: The blog shifts focus now as I take one foot out of the research phase of my project and the songs for my record begin to take shape. Vinyl fans need not worry, though; I’m so backlogged with amazing music (Jewish and otherwise) that the record posts must continue…