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Yiddish Art Trio

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Comes in an elegant 6-panel wallet-style package designed by Avia Moore and beautifully printed on uncoated paper by Copycats Media of Minnesota. All lyrics included in Yiddish and English translation.

We also have cassette tapes! For those, please contact Patrick at pattysounds@yahoo.com

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1.	Baym yam baynakht 03:55	lyrics	buy track
words by Celia Dropkin music by Benjy Fox-Rosen The sea at night—so dark; The shore—so dismal. The sea lies pensive, joyless, sprawling. The sand barely shimmers. On the shore someone sings: “Somewhere far off great joy exists, but the journey is long.” Translated by Faith Jones, Jennifer Kronovet, and Samuel Solomon
2.	Kale bazetsn 01:52	info	buy track
3.	Sher 01:52	info	buy track
4.	Eybik 04:24	lyrics	buy track
words by H. Leyvik music by Sholom Secunda arranged by Michael Winograd The world encircles me with barbed hands, And carries me to the fire, and carries me to the pyre, I burn and I burn, and I am not consumed. I rise up anew, and step onward. I stride though factories and fall under a wheel, I tear open the machinery with renewed strength, I set myself down like a new foundation. I rise up anew, and step onward. I am fastened into a horse's bridle, An angry rider beats me, I am driven into the earth like a sharpened plow. I rise up anew, and step onward. I see my songs as seeds that I sow, They sprout and grow like stalks and herbs, And I lie alone like a twisted thorn. I rise up anew, and step onward. I live in a prison, I explode from the cell, The liberated tread over me on their way to freedom, And leave me lying bloodied in the doorway. I rise up anew, and step onward.
5.	Zhok's on me 03:53	info	buy track
6.	Guilt 04:28	info	buy track
7.	Ven du host shtil 03:24	lyrics	buy track
words by Celia Dropkin music by Benjy Fox-Rosen When you silently kissed me and gently linked your arm with mine, your eyes locked. They fawned on me, warmed me, and suddenly, as if laced by ice, clouded over. The change in your eyes made me think you were ill, swooning from anguish, lost in terror. I gave you a gentle push, but you only clutched me harder. Then- closer- I noticed your two eyes... From the pounding of your heart I knew then that you love me so... Translated by Faith Jones, Jennifer Kronovet, and Samuel Solomon
8.	Seven months away from home- Waltz 01:47	info	buy track
9.	Seven months away from home- Terkisher 02:03	info	buy track
10.	Seven months away from home- Freylakh 02:02	info	buy track
11.	Aza freyd 06:00	lyrics	buy track
words by Rukhl Fishman music by Patrick Farrell Not to touch with the tongue, Not with fingers to taste Such joy. Not to hide with a shirt, Not with breath to quiet Such joy.
12.	Shema Yisroel 04:34	info	buy track
13.	Di rebitsin 03:28	lyrics	buy track
composed by Adolf King arranged by Yiddish Art Trio Sha, sha, keep quiet! The Rebbe is leaving the synagogue! Sha, sha, he’s already here, what a blessing! Sha, sha, chassidim, look! The Rebetsin (the Rebbe’s wife)! Sha, sha, look at that smile, what a dame! Oy, the Rebetsin ! That's what I call a Rebetsin ! Just look at her go, swaying to and fro, The chassidim and children dance and sing before her, That's what I call a Rebetsin ! Great and small should get a sight of her, heavenly as a homentash, That's what I call a Rebetsin, Hot tamale! Sha, sha chassidim listen up! The Rebbe is writing a new melody, oy, is it a hit! Sha, sha, the Rebbe sings, oy, oy the glasses clink, Sha, sha, the Rebetsin sings along. Oy, the Rebetsin ! That's what I call a Rebetsin! What a creature, a little Torah, she burns as bright as a menorah. That's what I call a Rebetsin, Hot tamale! Sha, sha, it’s getting late, the Rebbe blesses the wine, Sha, sha, the chassidim are all ears, Sha, sha, gefilte fish is brought to the table, Sha, sha, the Rebetsin serves each and every guest. Oy, the Rebetsin! That's what I call a Rebetsin! A little muffin, a stuffed cannoli, a dairy blintz! That's what I call a Rebetsin , Hot tamale! Sha, sha chassidim, quiet! The Rebbe is full. Sha, sha, does he know how to bless the meal! Sha, sha, the Rebbe dances, his eyes sparkle. Sha, sha, the Rebetsin is dancing with him, too. Oy, the Rebetsin! Now that's what I call a Rebetsin! Voluptuous as a vase, gooey as a noodle kugel. That's what I call a Rebetsin, Hot tamale!

credits

released December 21, 2014

Patrick Farrell- accordion
Benjy Fox-Rosen- bass and vocals
Michael Winograd- clarinet

Produced by Yiddish Art Trio
Recorded, mixed and mastered by Don Godwin

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Yiddish Art Trio Brooklyn, New York

The Yiddish Art Trio features three of the top klezmer musicians in New York today. Blending infectious traditional melodies with new compositions, sumptuous chamber music-like arrangements and breathtaking improvisations, this rising new ensemble is out to redefine the sound of contemporary klezmer.

Michael Winograd - clarinet

Patrick Farrell - accordion

Benjy Fox-Rosen - bass/vocal ... more