(Chagall and Schoenberg, July 24, 1933)
10 de outubro de 2013
8 de outubro de 2013
7 de outubro de 2013
Leonard Bernstein
Symphony Nr. 3 "Kaddish", Leonard Bernstein
Israel Philarmonic Orchestra
Leonard Bernstein, conductor.
Montserrat Caballé, soprano
Michael Wager, speaker
Wiener Jeunesse-Choir
Wiener Sängerknaben
Text: Leonard Bernstein.
1.- I. Invocation (Anrufung): Adagio 00:00
2.- Kaddish 1: L'istesso tempo - Allegro Molto 03:00
3.- II. Din-Torah: Di nuovo Adagio 07:58
4.- Kaddish 2: Andante con tenerezza 13:56 Kaddish 3
5.- III. Scherzo: Presto scherzando, sempre pianissimo 22:08
6.- Finale: Adagio come nel Din-Torah 26:44
7.- Allegro vivo, con gioia 29:28
Leonard Bernstein, conductor.
Montserrat Caballé, soprano
Michael Wager, speaker
Wiener Jeunesse-Choir
Wiener Sängerknaben
Text: Leonard Bernstein.
1.- I. Invocation (Anrufung): Adagio 00:00
2.- Kaddish 1: L'istesso tempo - Allegro Molto 03:00
3.- II. Din-Torah: Di nuovo Adagio 07:58
4.- Kaddish 2: Andante con tenerezza 13:56 Kaddish 3
5.- III. Scherzo: Presto scherzando, sempre pianissimo 22:08
6.- Finale: Adagio come nel Din-Torah 26:44
7.- Allegro vivo, con gioia 29:28
6 de outubro de 2013
Drake
"Started from the Bottom"
"Started... Zombie on the track...
[Chorus:]
Started from the bottom now we're here
Started from the bottom now my whole team fucking here
Started from the bottom now we're here
Started from the bottom now the whole team here, nigga
Started from the bottom now we're here
Started from the bottom now my whole team here, nigga
Started from the bottom now we're here
Started from the bottom now the whole team fucking here
[Verse 1:]
I done kept it real from the jump
Living at my mama's house we'd argue every mornin'
Nigga, I was trying to get it on my own
Working all night, traffic on the way home
And my uncle calling me like "Where ya at?
I gave you the keys told ya bring it right back"
Nigga, I just think it's funny how it goes
Now I'm on the road, half a million for a show
And we...
[Chorus:]
Started from the bottom now we're here
Started from the bottom now my whole team fucking here
Started from the bottom now we're here
Started from the bottom now the whole team here, nigga
Started from the bottom now we're here
Started from the bottom now the whole team fucking here,
Started from the bottom now we're here
Started from the bottom now the whole team here nigga
[Verse 2:]
Boys tell stories about the man
Say I never struggled, wasn't hungry, yeah, I doubt it, nigga
I could turn your boy into the man
There ain't really much I hear that's poppin' off without us, nigga
We just want the credit where it's due
I'm a worry about me, give a fuck about you
Nigga, just as a reminder to myself
I wear every single chain, even when I'm in the house
Cause we...
[Chorus:]
Started from the bottom now we're here
Started from the bottom now my whole team fucking here
Started from the bottom now we're here
Started from the bottom now the whole team here, nigga
[Bridge:]
No new niggas, nigga we don't feel that
Fuck a fake friend, where you real friends at?
We don't like to do too much explaining
Story stays the same I never changed it
No new niggas, nigga we don't feel that
Fuck a fake friend, where you real friends at?
We don't like to do too much explaining
Story stay the same through the money and the fame
Cause we...
[Chorus:]
Started from the bottom now we're here
Started from the bottom now my whole team fucking here
Started from the bottom now we're here
Started from the bottom now the whole team here, nigga
Started from the bottom now we're here
Started from the bottom now my whole team here, nigga
Started from the bottom now we're here
Started from the bottom now the whole team here nigga"
5 de outubro de 2013
Bob Dylan
"A Hard Rains Gonna Fall" (1963)
Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son?
And where have you been my darling young one?
I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains
I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked highways
I've stepped in the middle of seven sad forests
I've been out in front of a dozen dead oceans
I've been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.
Oh, what did you see, my blue eyed son?
And what did you see, my darling young one?
I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it
I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it
I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin'
I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin'
I saw a white ladder all covered with water
I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken
I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.
And what did you hear, my blue-eyed son?
And what did you hear, my darling young one?
I heard the sound of a thunder that roared out a warnin'
I heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world
I heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a-blazin'
I heard ten thousand whisperin' and nobody listenin'
I heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin'
Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter
Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.
Oh, what did you meet my blue-eyed son ?
Who did you meet, my darling young one?
I met a young child beside a dead pony
I met a white man who walked a black dog
I met a young woman whose body was burning
I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow
I met one man who was wounded in love
I met another man who was wounded in hatred
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.
And what'll you do now, my blue-eyed son?
And what'll you do now my darling young one?
I'm a-goin' back out 'fore the rain starts a-fallin'
I'll walk to the depths of the deepest black forest
Where the people are a many and their hands are all empty
Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters
Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison
And the executioner's face is always well hidden
Where hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten
Where black is the color, where none is the number
And I'll tell and speak it and think it and breathe it
And reflect from the mountain so all souls can see it
And I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin'
But I'll know my song well before I start singing
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.
Bedrich Fritta
"Vaudeville Theater", 1943/44
Cultural life was possible in Theresienstadt, though in a restricted
form. It included theater, concerts, and vaudeville performances,
initially held in secret. For the SS, these activities helped to promote the desired propaganda image. But for the prisoners, cultural events in the ghetto were opportunities for both distraction and intellectual resistance.
Vida
Echinoderms: a sea urchin, Coelopleurus floridanus.
The mobile spines offer protection from predators. Since this species
lives in relatively deep water, the purpose of its bright pigments is
unknown. As well as star-shaped forms, the echinoderms include sedentary
species that look a bit like plants, and species that burrow in the
sediment
4 de outubro de 2013
3 de outubro de 2013
2 de outubro de 2013
1 de outubro de 2013
30 de setembro de 2013
Survivors Talmud
At the request of a delegation
of rabbis from
the Displaced Persons camps, a monumental
nineteen-volume edition of the complete Talmud was
published in Munich-Heidelberg in 1948 — only
three years after the war ended — to
help meet the religious needs of Holocaust survivors
in the American zone. It is dedicated to
the “United States Army,” which
provided the opportunity and the means for
its publication. Shown below is the title
page of this extraordinary work, which connects
the Holocaust with the hoped for rebirth
of the Jewish people in the Land of Israel.
At the bottom of the title page is a depiction
of a Nazi slave labor camp flanked by barbed
wire; above are the palm trees and the landscape
of the Holy Land. The legend reads: “From
bondage to freedom; from darkness to a great
light".
29 de setembro de 2013
26 de setembro de 2013
Warsaw
The amateur film, filmed by the American tourist Benjamin Gasul during
his visit to Europe in spring 1939. Benjamin Gasul visited Warsaw in
early May 1939, and filmed in one of the streets in the old Jewish
quarter in Warsaw, about four months before the German attack on Poland
on September 1, 1939. Benjamin Gasul was born into a Jewish family in Riga in 1898, and emmigrated to USA. in 1910's. Rare color footage from Steven Spielberg Jewish Film Archive
Yale: "Introduction to the Old Testament (Hebrew Bible)"
22. Psalms, Song of Songs and the Restoration
25 de setembro de 2013
Vida
Brush-heads (Loricifera):
Pliciloricus sp. These fantastical creatures were only discovered in
1974 and not described formally by science until 1983. Only a fraction
of a millimetre long, the complex anterior structure is called an
'introvert' and sprouts a telescopic mouth cone, several stylets and
hundreds of spines. The trunk is encased in plates like a suit of armour
24 de setembro de 2013
Yale: "Introduction to the Old Testament (Hebrew Bible)"
21. Biblical Poetry: Ecclesiastes and Psalms
Daf Yomi
"It is in the course of discussing this rule
that the Gemara veers into the most fascinating part of this week’s
reading—a long stretch of aggadah that begins on Pesachim 87a
and addresses the most fundamental question of Talmudic Judaism, the
Exile. After quoting a passage from the book of Hosea, the rabbis go on
to expound that prophet at length, retelling the story of how Hosea,
infuriated at Jewish sin, begged God to divorce the Jews and “exchange
them for another nation.” In response, God told Hosea to marry a
prostitute, which he did, going on to have three children with her.
Then, when God instructed Hosea to divorce his wife, he refused, saying,
“Master of the Universe, I have sons from her and I am unable to
dismiss her or to divorce her.” God replied that he felt just the same
way about the Jewish people: Just as Hosea could not “dismiss” his wife,
God could not dismiss the Jews, even though they were steeped in sin.
Yet the rabbis were living at a time when God evidently had divorced
the Jews. The Amoraim were in exile in Babylonia, meticulously
interpreting the laws of a Temple that had been burned down centuries
earlier. How could this evidence of divine wrath be reconciled with
God’s promise to remain faithful to his people? For Rabbi Elazar insists
that “even at the time of the anger of the Holy One, Blessed be he, he
remembers the attribute of compassion.”
Then the Amoraim perform a remarkable and moving feat of
interpretation. If God loves Israel, they reason, then even when he
punishes Israel he must manifest that love. The Exile cannot be all bad;
it must have redeeming features, which prove that God had the welfare
of his people in mind, even as he condemned them to dispersion. Indeed,
Rabbi Oshaya says, the dispersion itself is a blessing in disguise. By
scattering the Jews around the world, God made sure that their enemies
could not exterminate them at one blow. Oshaya once argued this very
point with a Roman: If the Romans had not managed to annihilate the Jews
after so many years, it was not because they were well-disposed to the
Jews, but “because you do not know how to do it.”
To which the Roman responded: “I swear by Gappa, god of the Romans,
with this we lie down and with this we rise up.” That is, the Roman
admitted that his people think of nothing else, morning and night, than
how to exterminate the Jews. This, the Talmud takes for granted, is the
condition of the Jewish people in exile: defenseless before hate-filled
enemies, constantly vulnerable to persecution and violence. The one
protection God granted them was to scatter them around the known world,
in Rome and Babylonia and elsewhere, so that no single enemy could
destroy them all at once. And for this, Oshaya implies, we must be
genuinely grateful to God. Oshaya’s speech is one of the most
astonishing things I’ve read in the Talmud so far: Nothing could be more
eloquent of the despair the rabbis felt in Exile, or of their deep need
to find a reason, however slight, to keep praising God".
http://www.tabletmag.com/jewish-life-and-religion/146602/daf-yomi-51
23 de setembro de 2013
22 de setembro de 2013
"Hitler’s Reign of Terror"
"Hitler’s Reign of Terror" vai ser exibido em Nova Iorque já em
Outubro, depois de ter sido restaurado. A única cópia sobrevivente de um
filme que se julgava perdido, redescoberta em Bruxelas, ficou esquecida
nos arquivos
http://www.publico.pt/cultura/noticia/hitler-1606709#/1
21 de setembro de 2013
Vida
Arthropods: a jumping spider, Phidippus audax.
Arthropods, which include insects, crustaceans, mites, spiders and
crabs,
are the largest animal lineage, accounting for 80% of all known animal species
are the largest animal lineage, accounting for 80% of all known animal species
Yiddish
Ver es hot in blat gelezn,
Vegn a barimter shtot Ades,
Akh vos far an umglik s'hot getrofn
In eyne tsvey-dray mesles.
Plutsling hot men oysgeshrien:
Ay shlog dem Yidn vi vayt ir kont!
Oy, shteyner in di fenster hobn genumen flien,
A pogrom hot zikh oysgerisn in eyn moment.
Merder zaynen in di gasn gefloygen,
Mit di hek, mit di mesers in di hent gegreyt,
Ay, vu nor a Yidn getrofn,
Oy, glaykh im ouf an ort geteyt.
Dortn ligt a kale a sheyne,
Zi ligt ongeton in khupe kleyd,
Lebn ir shteyt a merder eyner,
Un halt dem sharfn khalef ongegreyt.
Dortn ligt a froye a sheyne,
Zi ligt farvorfn in di mist.
Lebn ir ligt a kind a kleyne,
Un zeygt ir kalte toyte brist.
Oh, have you read in the newspapers
About the famous city Odessa?
Oh, what a calamity befell it
In only two-three days.
Suddenly, someone yelled:
Hey, beat the Jews with all your might!
Oh, stones began flying through windows,
And a pogrom was raging in a moment.
Murderes flew through the streets,
With axes and knives ready in their hands.
And wherever they found a Jew
They killed him on the spot.
There lies a beautiful bride,
She lies there in her wedding gown,
Oh near her stands a murderer
And holds his dagger poised to strike.
There lies a handsome woman,
She lies crumpled in the dirt.
Near her lies a little baby
Sucking her cold, dead breast.
Yale: "Introduction to the Old Testament (Hebrew Bible)"
20. Responses to Suffering and Evil:
Lamentations and Wisdom Literature
20 de setembro de 2013
19 de setembro de 2013
Yiddish
"Hob ikh mir a shpan"
Hob ikh mir a shpan
Gedekt mit shvartsn ledder
Tsvey leybn ferd
Un fir reder.
REFRAIN:
Un di reder dreyen nit
Un di ferd geyen nit
Un di vayb zi shilt zikh
Un a glezl bronfn vilt zikh
Ze ikh mir a shteyn
Zits ikh mir un veyn...
Volt ikh geven a soykher,
Hob ikh nit kayn skhoyre.
Volt ikh geven a malamed,
Kon ikh nit kayn Toyre.
Volt ikh geven a shuster,
Hob ikh nit kayn ol.
Volt ikh geven a khazn,
Hob ikh nit kayn kol.
I have a coach
Covered with black leather,
I have two horses like lions,
And four wheels
REFRAIN:
But the wheels don't roll
And the horses won't go
And the wife curses
And I'm parched for a glass of whiskey.
I see a stone standing,
I sit down and I cry.
I would have been a merchant,
But I have no merchandise,
I would have been a teacher,
But I do not know the Torah.
I could have been a cobbler,
But I do not have an awl,
I could have been a cantor,
But I haven't got a voice.
Gedekt mit shvartsn ledder
Tsvey leybn ferd
Un fir reder.
REFRAIN:
Un di reder dreyen nit
Un di ferd geyen nit
Un di vayb zi shilt zikh
Un a glezl bronfn vilt zikh
Ze ikh mir a shteyn
Zits ikh mir un veyn...
Volt ikh geven a soykher,
Hob ikh nit kayn skhoyre.
Volt ikh geven a malamed,
Kon ikh nit kayn Toyre.
Volt ikh geven a shuster,
Hob ikh nit kayn ol.
Volt ikh geven a khazn,
Hob ikh nit kayn kol.
I have a coach
Covered with black leather,
I have two horses like lions,
And four wheels
REFRAIN:
But the wheels don't roll
And the horses won't go
And the wife curses
And I'm parched for a glass of whiskey.
I see a stone standing,
I sit down and I cry.
I would have been a merchant,
But I have no merchandise,
I would have been a teacher,
But I do not know the Torah.
I could have been a cobbler,
But I do not have an awl,
I could have been a cantor,
But I haven't got a voice.
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