THE BUDDY HOLLY
This is KlezFiction . . .
I dream about klezmer music and Buddy Holly. I want to be Buddy Holly, but I have to settle for Klezmer Guy.
Animal voices — the sound of cats and fleas. Significant to my music? I need to find out.
There are no rules for good music, only examples of it.
The wrong song in the wrong place can be the right song.
Hope You Like Klezmer, a coffee table book, has more than 100 color photos of klezmer musicians. Some tied up, some with instruments in odd places. I’m in a bathtub with reeds, like Moses.
Half-ended melodies are fun.
I’m here. Hineni. Take it or leave it.
Please, don’t go!
I want to play medium-sized halls — 1,500-seat venues — this summer with my band: the Buddy Holly Klezmer Band.
Check out “Renting the American Dream” in the latest City Journal. It’s not fiction. Read the comments too.
Yiddishe Cup plays Wiley Middle Scho0ol lawn, University Heights, Ohio, 7:30 p.m. Thurs. July 25. Indoors if raining. Free ice cream.
Here’s a vid from the 2009 Wiley show: