Oh baby. This month, three very important parts of my life came together to form one raucously good time – Havdalah, dessert, and foot stomping guitar playing unabashed singing at the top of my lungs. Our Havdalah Hootenanny was a great success, and an event that I hope we’ll repeat again some time in the near future. As it tends to happen with good events, the idea came very organically. After one of our July Shabbats we decide to bench (not a normal practice at MHDC) and once we started benching we just. couldn’t. stop. Guitars came out and singing continued well into the night. So we called on some of our more lyrically/musically/tonally talented community members (shout out to Josh and Megan) to lead us in an event devoted EXCLUSIVELY to singing up a storm. It felt like the Jewish summer camp that I never actually managed to attend. We sang classic Havdalah songs and a few new ones, we sang Debbie Friedman and Joni Mitchell, and I’m not ashamed to say that we even degenerated (though I might argue that it wasn’t degeneration but REgeneration) into choruses of Backstreet Boys and Oasis.
Love,
Rivka
2 comments:
I live in Maryland and was wondering who was playing the Backstreet Boys till all hours. ;)
Wow.
This DOES sound amazing!
I hope to witness this experience recreated in some similar fashion sometime. :) (-- for the reminiscence of the summer camp I also didn't attend....)
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