tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9856058.post7386365600681912156..comments2024-03-18T20:41:56.222-04:00Comments on Kinderkuchen for the FBI: Dresden AmenDr.Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02298893523780056481noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9856058.post-60386833057211029902018-07-17T15:52:40.980-04:002018-07-17T15:52:40.980-04:00One has the life one has. I think I only know the...One has the life one has. I think I only know the Baptist version. I sang for the holidays a couple of times and may know a few tunes in Hebrew.Dr.Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02298893523780056481noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9856058.post-75289223728175777302018-07-14T19:54:26.197-04:002018-07-14T19:54:26.197-04:00My "Rock of Ages" story:
During my elem...My "Rock of Ages" story:<br /><br />During my elementary school years, we were literally the only Jewish family in town (population 6800 or so). In fifth grade music class, where we were learning to play the Tonette, one of the songs in our songbook (this would never happen in public school today, of course), was this Baptist hymn. It so happens there's a Jewish song by the same name (titled "Ma'oz tzur" in Hebrew) that's popular during Hanukkah. As the class started to sight-read the music, I raised my hand and explained to the teacher this was all wrong. She was taken aback and asked me to explain myself. Because I was something of a musical play-by-ear prodigy, I easily picked out on my Tonette the first full verse of what I knew to be "Rock of Ages," which is written in a minor key. Seeing the puzzlement on her face, I switched over to vocals and sang the first verse for her -- in Hebrew, of course. The rest of the class was stunned, to say the least.Paulhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06877408572713743323noreply@blogger.com