BUDDY HOLLY AND ME

 
I dream about Buddy Holly.

One problem: I wear clear-frame glasses and Buddy Holly had black, and I don’t feel like going to the optician’s for new frames. I want to be Buddy Holly, but I’m kind of lazy.

I may have to settle for Klezmer Guy.

Animal voices — the sound of cats and fleas. Significant to my music? Definitely.

There are no rules for good music, only examples of it.

Yiddishe Cup’s Meshugeneh Mambo is a terrific record. (It’s on Spotify.)

The wrong song in the wrong place can often be the right song.

Hope You Like Klezmer is a coffee table book with 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 want to play gigs with the Buddy Holly Klezmer Band. Instead, I’m playing with Yiddishe Cup.