Sunday, June 27, 2004

One of the greats of Israel cultural patrimony is dead. . .a real hero of the People. . .a woman who wrote songs and music that embodied all of our hopes and dreams in the Jewish State reborn:

'Jerusalem of Gold' composer passes away at 74

Greer Fay Cashman and Ronit Sela
Jun. 26, 2004

Israel's renowned composer and songwriter Naomi Shemer died Saturday morning in Tel Aviv's Ichilov Hospital at the age of 74.

Shemer, composer of the famous "Jerusalem of Gold" (Yerushalayim shel zahav), will be laid to rest on Sunday at 6 p.m. in Kvutzat Kinneret cemetery in the Galilee, where many of Israel's pioneers are buried.

Prior to her death, Shemer asked that no eulogies be delivered in her funeral. Instead, she asked that three songs be sung: her own "Eucalyptus grove" and "Noah", and "There, the hills of the Golan Heights", written by the poet Rachel, who also lived in Kvutzat Kinneret and was buried at the cemetery there.

Radio and television programs were quickly rescheduled on Saturday and replaced with tributes to Shemer.

Shemer creator of the 'Blue-and-White song'

Naomi Shemer was born in 1930 in Kvutzat Kinneret, one of the socialist communities located at the shores of the Kinneret. She started playing the piano at the age of six and began writing songs in her 20s.

In 1967, then Jerusalem Mayor Teddy Kolek asked Shemer to write a song about the city. Several weeks after "Jerusalem of Gold" was first performed, the Six-Day War broke out, and the song became the war's anthem.

The Yom Kippur war of 1973 led Shemer to write another big hit, "Lu Yehi." Originally conceived as a Hebrew version of the Beatles' "Let it be," Shemer's husband persuaded her that the Hebrew words deserved a "more Israeli tune," and thus the blue-and-white song was born.

Shemer continued to produce lyric, personal, intimate songs of the land of Israel, reflecting the individual's perspectives and doubts, rather than the group collective experience of earlier songwriters. She was awarded the Israel Prize for Hebrew song in 1983.

Another one of her famous songs "Al kol elleh" (All of These), is a personal entreaty to the Almighty to protect "All of these/The honey and the sting/ The bitter and the sweet./ Don't uproot the rooted./ Don't forget the hope./ Take me back and I'll return/ To the good land."

What distinguished Naomi Shemer from other Israeli songwriters was her uncanny ability to reach into the soul of the nation and express its pride, its pain, its hope and its joy.

Many of her songs were so uplifting that they had the quality of hymns, which may explain their vast appeal.

Shemer didn't play inane rhyming games. Her poetry contained depth and wisdom – and yet the lyrics of her songs were sufficiently simple to enable everyone who heard them to identify with them.

Actor, singer and comedian Shaike Levy recalled on Saturday that Shemer had written a song for him when he left the army, and thus gave him his first chance to earn an income. Shemer's songs were so infectious that anyone could learn them in two minutes he said.

Yaffa Yarkoni, speaking to Israel Radio, related that in 1958 Shemer knocked on her door and said that she had some children's songs that she thought might interest her. "They were wonderful," said Yarkoni, who instantly made arrangements to record them.

Community singing star Sarele Sharon, who has been belting out Shemer's songs for decades, told Channel Two that she hoped Shemer had left unpublished compositions behind so that there could be some continuity of her work.

Shemer wrote not only of emotions, but also of the beauty of the country that she loved so dearly.

Teaching her songs in classrooms would foster more national pride amongst youth than anything they could gain from regular textbooks.

Singing – the best way to say goodbye

One of Israel's most prolific songwriters, who also sang her compositions on stage, radio and television, Shemer suffered from cancer for a very long time, but did not allow her illness to conquer her spirit.

When popular singer Benny Amdurski was dying from cancer, she wrote a special song for him that enabled him to say goodbye in the way he knew best – singing and strumming his guitar.

Following the assassination of Prime Minister Yitzhak Rabin, she composed the music to a Hebrew translation of Walt Whitman's 'O Captain My Captain' that was frequently aired on radio for more than a year after Rabin's death.

Though ailing, she responded to the request of Education Minister Limor Livnat to chair the committee that awarded this year's Israel Prize for contributions to Israeli music to Yehoram Gaon and Gil Aldema, who have each performed and recorded many of her compositions.

Fellow Israel Prize laureate and equally prolific songwriter Ehud Manor, who shared many platforms with Shemer, said that her words and her wisdom would always be with him.

Popular storyteller, Dudu Elharar was at her bedside for most of the past week regaling her with his wit. While her body became weaker, her mind remained perfectly clear, and she kept urging him to tell her more funny stories, to which she reacted with peals of laughter.

It was somehow comforting to learn that she had left this world laughing.

Ynet initiated a Farewell to Naomi project that speedily absorbed scores of eulogies from ordinary Israelis who had become spiritually orphaned with Shemer's death.

May her memory be blessed.

Talkback (moderated). Please include your first and last names, your city and country.

Doron Spielman, Maale Adumim: Naomi Shemer's heart and her rhythm helped guide me back to my roots on Aliyah to the Land of Israel.

Christian Runkel, Remscheid, Germany:
Jerusalem of Gold makes me feel homesick whenever I hear it.

Yoel Nitzarim, Skokie, Illinois:
Not only Israeli children sing Naomi Shemer's songs: my two daughters sang her songs in the local Solomon Schechter Day School during their nine years in the system. Our home has been lit up with the distinctly Jewish/Israeli tones and pitches, the lively nostalgic, hauntingly yearning lyrics of this great, great composer. Her loss is a loss for the entire Jewish people; her life is one of the most important gifts of life received by the Jewish people in modern times.

Next week I will be in Jerusalem. I know that my dreams will be full of the beauty and majesty of "Jerusalem of Gold." May Ms. Shemer's memory be for a blessing.



JERUSALEM OF GOLD

The mountain air is clear as water
The scent of pines around
Is carried on the breeze of twilight,
And tinkling bells resound.

The trees and stones there softly slumber,
A dream enfolds them all.
So solitary lies the city,
And at its heart -- a wall.

Oh, Jerusalem of gold, and of light and of
bronze,
I am the lute for all your songs.

The wells ran dry of all their water,
Forlorn the market square,
The Temple Mount dark and deserted,
In the Old City there.

And in the caverns in the mountain,
The winds howl to and fro,
And no-one takes the Dead Sea highway,
That leads through Jericho.

Oh, Jerusalem of gold, and of light and of
bronze,
I am the lute for all your songs.

But as I sing to you, my city,
And you with crowns adorn,
I am the least of all your children,
Of all the poets born.

Your name will scorch my lips for ever,
Like a seraph's kiss, I'm told,
If I forget thee, golden city,
Jerusalem of gold.

Oh, Jerusalem of gold, and of light and of
bronze,
I am the lute for all your songs.

The wells are filled again with water,
The square with joyous crowd,
On the Temple Mount within the City,
The shofar rings out loud.

Within the caverns in the mountains
A thousand suns will glow,
We'll take the Dead Sea road together,
That runs through Jericho.

Oh, Jerusalem of gold, and of light and of
bronze,
I am the lute for all your songs.

A translation from the official site of the Israel Ministry of Foreign Affairs.


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Tuesday, June 22, 2004

Had a quick business meeting today with some work that I'm wrapping up. Met up at a Starbucks in Beverly Glen, near Mulholland. It is the land of anorexic-looking women and very, very expensive cars, as well as tons of poseurs. Sitting around the Starbucks were "screenwriters" who I'm sure may have been or are successful. I saw a lady in a big SUV honk at some old man walking in the parking lot because she was in a hurry to get out. The skinny woman next to me outside the Starbucks saw my kippah and said that she was "studying" Kabbalah. How nice for her (oy!)

As I drove home past the mansions (we're talking really big homes) along Sunset Blvd. in Holmby Hills and Beverly Hills, I saw a few Rolls Royces, dozens of very expensive late model BMWs and Mercedes and the like. It just never ceases to amaze me how enough is not enough, how more is more. I wonder if people are ever satisfied with the amount of stuff they accumulate. And I think about the values here. As I was driving, I heard about the man from South Korea, the latest to be beheaded. It must be so nice for us to go about our lives locked up inside our cars while the real world continues to spin.

Sunday night I was at a benefit concert for ATZUM (www.atzum.org) , the organization that donates 100% of monies raised to its projects working with victims of terror, righteous gentiles, advocating on behalf of foreign workers in Israel, and working to stop human trafficing in Israel. There was a beautiful dance piece that was both to music and spoken word. The words were of a mother who lost her 19 year old son in a pigua (terrorist attack) in Northern Israel some time back. Her words ended with: Life goes on, but we smile a little less, and the days are not as bright.

All the money in the world will not bring back one human life.





Friday, June 18, 2004

Grades came in the mail this afternoon...passed everything. It's a little anti-climactic because at HUC we're all on pass-fail (the UJ's rabbinic students have grades their first two years). I get two sheets of paper with all "p's" for passing...much like elementary school when the grades were G (good), S (satisfactory, or N (not satisfactory.)

More satisfying is getting the work back from the professors and reading their comments (when there are comments to read.) Not having grades also takes the competitveness out of learning, e.g. not everyone's going around saying I got an "A" in Bible. You pass or you don't pass. Still, I look at the transcript and think "boy, that was a TON of work." And it was.

Wednesday, June 16, 2004

More Hebrew today!

Our third quiz of the week already in Hebrew grammar. I guess that's my idea of a summer vacation.

Tuesday, June 15, 2004

Just a quick post (I think). This is a demanding Hebrew program, and I'm definitely learning (a good thing). I'm also a tad tired, so I'm glad that there will be a break after the ulpan finishes before I'm back in school to regain some wind in my sails. Having said that, I'm really happy to be doing Hebrew. While I was worried about the level of the ulpan, I'm finding that it's the right place for me in terms of the review that we're doing in the grammar and in the number of new words that I'm learning each day.

Basically the morning is 2.5 hours of conversational Hebrew; the afternoon is 2.5 hours of grammar (fun?). One hour for lunch. Then I come home and try to go to the gym. Then home, homework and a little bit of life. . .

It's going to be a busy summer!

Sunday, June 13, 2004

New template! It's time, after two years, for a fresher look. Same great URL, same great writer, but new (and I think easier to read) look.
A note from a congregant:

"What can I say? Thank you for everything. The prayerbooks were great. Your service was wonderful--my friends all said that could pretty much understand what was happening and all thought it was a beautiful and spiritual day. I personally want to thank you for rolling with the punches. Another rabbi might not have gone with our families humor. You were particularly kind to my dad. You and [name of Bar Mitzvah] were definitely on the same wave-length and I know that helped him keep calm and less stressed. We look forward to seeing you next year---have a relaxing summer and thank you again. We are blessed to have you at Beth Hatikvah."

Send your notes to laman100@yahoo.com I love hearing from those who drop by the blog.

Saturday, June 12, 2004

So there was a gay pride parade in Jerusalem recently. In an article about it in the Jerusalem Post, I found this little gem:

Another attempt to put a stop to the parade was a remark made by one of the city's mystics, Rabbi David Batzri, on Wednesday. Batzri said that homosexuals and lesbians would receive their punishment in their next reincarnation - as bunnies and rabbits.

Nice, huh? What would Bugs Bunny say? Or worse, Elmer Fudd: "I hate that wascally wabbit!"

Shabbat was very nice, dinner and lunch at friends, beautiful weather, and a nice study session with a friend late in the day.

I have a good amount of Hebrew homework again, and, truth be told, I enjoy doing it. It's challenging in a good way. Two friends recently returned from staffing birthright Israel trips (the "b" is small "b"--don't ask me why). Last Shabbat they were in Jerusalem...this week back in LA. I know *THAT* feeling...that pining to be back in Jerusalem, even if there are folks like Rabbi David Batzri and his bunny rabbits!

Thursday, June 10, 2004

This is an announcement from the Kehillat Kol HaNeshama newsletter from Jerusalem. If you'd be interested in helping people recover from terror attacks and help these children with their lives, please visit this website. Todah.

Please Help:

Our son Eli, wife Adina and three kids have moved to number 5 Yiskiyahu Hamelech opp. Reut School, they have moved in with Nehama and Shimon their niece and nephew whose mother was killed in the 19 bus bomb on the 29th January. The kids are looking for friends in the neighbourhood aged 8, 5 and 3. also as they are now a family of 7 they are looking for a dishwasher. please see
http://www.bondar-orphans.org/

Tuesday, June 08, 2004

You're not going to believe this, but. . .

I'm back in full time Hebrew studies....yup, another ulpan, just like last summer, but this one is at the University of Judaism here in LA. Five hours a day, four days a week for seven weeks. We're covering a ton of material and we're moving fast...it's great. Only five of us in the class, so lots of individual attention. So after a few weeks off, I have homework again, and it's the same kind of homework I had last summer. So I can pretend during the day (even though outside my window are the Santa Monica Mountains) that I'm back in Israel. Of course, in Israel, the dead body of Ronald Reagan didn't fly by the window on the first day of class. Lots of helicopters and excitement outside to see a hearse followed by some cars. Go figure.

Okay, back to the Hebrew. Who knew there was so much to learn????

Wednesday, June 02, 2004

Just a quick post from Springfield, Massachusetts...visiting family for a week before going back to my real world in LA. This is like a different universe--nice to see everyone, but very different from my daily life. It's a nice break.

The big question is whether or not I'm going to do an ulpan at the University of Judaism this summer or if I'm just going to work with a private teacher to improve my Hebrew. I would like to become even more fluent, but right now, it's slow progress. So I'll sit in on class on Monday to find out what's what and then decide. It is very expensive.

Shabbat this week will be here in Springfield at Kadimoh Congregation, which is Orthodox. The new rabbi is someone who I'd met through a friend in New York...so I'm looking forward to seeing them.

In the meantime, I've brought with me Levinas' Nine Talmudic Readings which I'm reading very slowly because I'm not quite sure what he (or his translator) is saying. I'm taking the approach that read it and then read it again later. I'm looking forward to our Talmud sequence in the fall. . .

But for now, summertime, and the weather is a little icky here in New England. Off to nephew's Lacrosse game...