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January 03, 2006

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david

How wonderful to see your son up there, filling the space with his music...

A Happy New Year to you, Tamar, filled with music that began with you.

Winston

"...It is our Light, not our darkness that most frightens us.

...And as we let our light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fears, our presence automatically liberates others."

Absolutely magical thoughts, Tamar, to match a magical night, a magical trip! You are indeed a blessed and lucky soul...

purple_kangaroo

It sounds wonderful!

MB

Oh, proud mama you must be! The music is wonderful. What a gift - to you, to him, to the world.

(Moose)

Tamar

Thanks, everyone, for kind comments. That particular piece, "Coming Home," Gilad composed about, as he says, bringing one's culture into a different place and blending them somehow by still preserving one's origins.

Richard Lawrence Cohen

It sounds like a wonderful moment, Tamar, and I know how justly proud you must be. "By their fruits ye shall know them."

It's good to know that Odetta has remained true to her path over many decades. In 1978 or thereabouts I saw her at a concert in New York and, inviting the audience to join her in one song, she urged them, "Sing out! Because no one can almost sing."

Tamar

Yes, Richard, she is still very much an activist. One of Leadbelly's songs she sang was about the "bourgeoisie in Washington DC!"

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