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Disability and Finding Jewish Community

The first thing a newcomer to a synagogue wants to do is scoot into an
inconspicuous seat and blend in. Finding a seat is easy for me, because I
travel with my own; what’s harder is finding a place where my wheelchair
will fit without looking like I’m claiming new territory and just daring the
Torah procession to cross through it. There goes “inconspicuous.”

But wait, as the infomercials say, there’s more!

There’s the white cane perched in its holder on the side of my wheelchair.
There are my hearing aids, which are different colors right now because I
like to go for a little variety every time one of them needs repairs.
There’s the close-focusing telescope I use to read. And there is, of
course, the simple conspicuousness of being a newcomer. It can make one
nervous enough to want to scurry back home and hide under the bed.

But I didn’t stay home under the bed. I showed up. And it takes a lot of
extra work to show up. I need to first find a synagogue on a side of Los
Angeles that most Jewish people left fifty years ago, and comb through its
website for clues about its culture and whether I might feel comfortable
there. I need to look into public transportation, to see whether I can get
there in fewer than three hours and make the necessary bus transfers, which
has its own logistical challenges for someone who has about half of one
percent of normal vision. I need to spend time looking at Google Street
View to get an idea of how I might recognize the building since I can’t see
signs or address numbers, and to check out whether it’s accessible to people
who use wheelchairs. I know that sounds like something a phone call could
tell me, but everyone has a different idea of what accessibility means, and
“only three steps up to the door” counts to a surprising number of people.
I bring my own kippah because I probably won’t be able to find the communal
box, so that’s one less thing to worry about.

Those are logistical challenges, though, and those–if I can work around
them–are routine. What really makes me nervous is being a newcomer. Is
the siddur a familiar one? Was I paying enough attention this morning to be
sure that my socks match? What can I do to appear more friendly than
nervous?

Everyone needs community, and nobody finds it easy to enter into a new one,
even when they’re friendly, and even when people are open and welcoming.
It’s inherently awkward. It’s also worthwhile to go out on that limb. A
new person is saying, with their presence, “It’s important to me to be
here.”

For me, though, there are extra things I need to be ready for. Consider
kiddush snacking. One does not turn down food among Jews, but a buffet line
is about the most inaccessible thing I can think of for someone who can’t
see what’s there, much less find a plate to put it on and then balance on
one’s lap because one’s hands are occupied with maneuvering one’s chair.
The obvious answer would be to ask for help, but there my ears become an
issue. Hearing aids can’t correct hearing losses in the way glasses can
correct minor vision losses. In noisy situations, their function is largely
decorative. And this is why I wear colorful ones: if someone speaks to me
and I appear to ignore them, I hope they catch sight of the hearing aids so
they realize I’m not being rude. Many people with hearing losses can
compensate visually to some extent–by seeing that someone is trying to make
eye contact, for instance–but that’s not something I can do.

Here we all are, a room full of nice people with good intentions, wanting to
connect, to introduce ourselves, and we can’t. They don’t necessarily
understand what the barriers are, and I can’t explain them, nor do I really
want to. I don’t want to talk about disability; I want to say hello, to
tell them my name and learn theirs, to chat a little bit about their
community, the parshah, the weather–anything!

I remind myself that I didn’t come for the kiddush. My real goal is to be
there, among people, looking pleasant. When the crowd starts to thin, I
might be able to pick out individual voices and join conversations. I might
be able to ask about community events that I’d have an easier time with,
like adult education classes, where only one person speaks at a time and I
don’t have to worry about moving around once I’ve found a place to sit. I
might find out about what sorts of volunteer opportunities there are in the
community. I might even be able to connect with one person or family, and
that, too, is community.

These are specific examples from one person’s experience. It’s been a bit
of a rough road to travel, and I’ve put a lot of thought into what could
make it smoother, not just for me, but for the larger goal of people
connecting with each other when they don’t quite know how to reach out.
People can tell immediately that I’m fairly unusual, but that’s true of all
of us. The only real difference is that some of what makes me unusual is so
immediately apparent, while with other people, it may take some time to see
how they stand out.

I have compiled the following off-the-cuff list of things I would want
people to think about as they approach people with disabilities in their
communities. I think many of these things apply to any new person entering
any community. The details will vary, so please trust your own good
intentions, wisdom, and experience.

1. Start with what you have in common, and branch out from there.

You don’t have to agonize over your words; just start with “Hello.” When I
was in college, I took a lot of linguistics courses, and I learned that the
essential meaning of the word “hello” is, “I’m aware of your presence, and
I’m not hostile.” There’s no more welcome message to a newcomer than
“hello.”

Sometimes, people in Jewish settings avoid talking about Jewish topics
because they don’t want to get involved in the micropolitics and contentious
categories that can be a source of internal division among Jews. That’s
understandable, and there are plenty of other good topics that can open a
conversation. I mentioned earlier that I’m happy when people talk about the
weather. Why? Because one thing two strangers in the same place can be
sure they have in common is the weather.

Try to avoid using disability as a topic to open a conversation. When we
meet someone we see as noticeably different from ourselves, we find the
difference interesting, and we’re naturally curious. This can be a source
of stress to a person who is often approached around the ways they’re
obviously not like other people. Disability isn’t taboo, but there are
better and easier starting points, because it feels more comfortable to
begin with something that can bring us together rather than something that
defines us as different. I will add the specific caution that trying to
relate to someone around disability, while often well-intended, often sets
people farther apart: many people try to relate to my experience by saying
that they “can’t see a thing” without their glasses, or that they used a
wheelchair for a week after an injury, and this only emphasizes to me how
different our experiences have been. My disabilities are a lot more
interesting to other people than they are to me; for me, this is just daily
life, and I’d rather talk about something I find more interesting.

When other people focus heavily on my disability, I feel as if they’re not
allowing room for me to have more going on in my life than that. For
example, I have a master’s degree in library science, and I worked for
several years in public libraries, which has given me some funny stories to
tell. I also love to knit, and maybe that’s a point of connection. If I’m
answering a lot of questions about my disability, I can’t get to those other
things, nor can I ask about another person’s interests. That’s a loss to
both of us.

2. It’s not up to you to figure out what will be most helpful to someone
else.

Many people want to be helpful and don’t know how. They’re also nervous
about offering, because different people have very different reactions, some
more or less friendly (or even civil) than others. I can only speak for
myself. I’m never offended to be offered help, unless it’s offered in a
patronizing sing-song voice, and even then, what offends me is being talked
to like I’m three years old, not the offer of help. If I don’t need
anything, I’ll smile and decline and thank a person for having offered, and
I’ll consider it friendly contact.

Even an offer that is not specifically needed can be helpful, because it
lets me know that a person is willing to help, and that eases the way for me
to say, “I’m all right with this, but would you please help me with that
instead?” Often I just need to ask for information, like where I can put my
plate down. I’m much more willing to ask for help from someone I know is
interested in giving it.

You might also feel as if you should wait to offer help until you see
something specific that’s needed, because you’re afraid that an offer that’s
not specific might appear less sincere. Specific offers are great, but not
necessary. And if you’re offering help because you’re not sure what else to
say, you can just say “Hello.” I want my interactions with people to be
about more than just giving or receiving help, so those simple things
matter.

The most important thing is that you are expressing good will. A person
might or might not need you to put that into a more concrete form, and you
can trust them to let you know what they need.

3. Try not to think in terms of “special needs.”

This is more about how we think about people than how we talk about people.

By describing people as having “special needs,” we unintentionally set the
relationship off-balance. All people have needs, and all people have
something to offer. People accommodate each other all the time, so it’s
often a matter of which things we pay attention to. As much as curb ramps
are accommodations to people who use wheelchairs, streets are accommodations
to people who use cars. There are more people who use cars, so we don’t
think of streets as special accommodations for them. The point is that
singling out one group of people as being about “needs” is a raw deal for
everyone.

4. Accessible communities are good for everyone.

When communities think about how to become more accessible to specific
people, the changes they make often benefit more people than anticipated. A
familiar parallel serves as a good example: people with disabilities had to
work for many years to convince Congress pass laws to require ramps in more
places. Many business owners had argued vigorously that there was no need
for ramps because people who use wheelchairs didn’t visit their businesses.
Now that ramps are in so many more places, they are also considered
essential by parents with strollers, and just look at the rolling backpack
industry. (This also illustrates the earlier point about the narrowness of
defining people in terms of “special needs.”)

Changes do not need to be big or expensive in order to make important
differences. This can be as simple as making different choices when light
bulbs need to be replaced. People do not need to have certifiable vision
impairments to benefit from better lighting.

If the community’s approach is that changes are made inclusive of disability
considerations, rather than with a grudging “compliance” mentality, the
atmosphere is healthier, and people are drawn to a good atmosphere. A
community that makes itself more actively open, even before a specific need
arises, will likely find that more people want to get involved.

5. If one thing doesn’t work, another might.

Not everything will work for everybody. Kiddush kibitzing will never be a
really accessible activity for me. Plenty of other things will work,
though, like classes, small group meetings, or volunteer opportunities.
That is true of everyone in a community, for various reasons–schedules,
personalities, finances, family situations. Each person has places where
they shine, and places where their particular abilities have less scope to
come out. If you see someone and aren’t sure where they might fit in, just
let them know that you would like to see them involved in the community.
People might not know where they fit or where they do best, but they can try
different things. The vital thing is that they know that they are wanted in
the community. People are motivated to give when they know that what they
have to give is valued.

6. If you say the “wrong” thing, it’s not the end of the world.

Finally, sometimes we just put our feet in our mouths. The only way to
avoid that is to talk through clenched teeth all the time. If our general
warmth, respect, and appreciation for people are clear on an ongoing basis,
then it’s much easier to move past missteps. I know that some people aren’t
sure how to approach me, but I would feel sad to know that someone doesn’t
speak to me because they’re so afraid of saying the “wrong” thing. Who
among us doesn’t have a long list of awkward things we’ve said? The most
important thing is to start a conversation. I’d rather work through the
occasional hiccup than miss an entire friendship.

This has been a thoroughly incomplete list of the ways communities can reach
out to new people. It is not a checklist of ways you should make sure you
are “doing enough.” Instead, I hope it highlights familiar things in new
ways and helps you to recognize that you are already doing a lot of what it
takes to welcome new people into your communities.

Written by Jeremy Congdon 

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Laggin’ On Lag B’Omer

I get the feeling that Jewish holidays were developed by drunk rabbis throwing darts at a dartboard with words like “etrog”, “no leaven” and “bows and arrows” written on them. Had the inebriated rabbis thrown differently, we’d have holidays like Yom Lag Ba’Chanukkah, which includes repenting our sins while throwing menorahs at your fireplace.

Lag B’Omer (aka Lag BaOmer aka Lag LaOmer) is basically a break in the Counting of the Omer. Like someone on a diet taking a day off to eat a Double Down from KFC, Lag B’Omer gives people a chance to chill out from the mournful, contemplative time between Passover and Shavuot.

There’s some good reasons for it. Apparently in the time of Rabbi Akiva, 24,000 of his students died in a mysterious plague. Lag B’Omer was the day the plague ended, so why not celebrate?

Jews love camp and eating, so it makes sense that Lag B’Omer would involve picnics and bonfires. But really, Lag B’Omer symbolizes something really important that all people can get behind: sometimes, you just need a break.

I’m not talk about a Shabbat break. That’s not a real break: that’s a break from doing fun things to do holy things (that are sometimes fun, too). This is a break that doesn’t involve whacking your head against the wailing wall saying my favorite Jewish phrase, “they tried to kill us, we survived, let’s eat.”

Sometimes fun needs to just be fun. Thank G-d for that.

And since I’m a fan of “laggin” on Lag B’Omer, here’s an old Lag B’Omer video. Enjoy!

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Adam Yauch’s Death Poses Jewish Question

Adam Yauch, rapper in the pioneering hip-hop group the Beastie Boys, has died at the age of 48 from cancer. Yauch had been sick since 2009, after the discovery of a tumor in his salivary gland.

All over the internet, music fans are reposting articles about his tragic illness and death, as well as the incredible contribution he made to music and human rights, especially the cause of the Tibetan people.

And that’s where we hit a bump in the road: do we say Mourner’s Kaddish tonight for Adam, who left Judaism for Buddhism?

Some people believe “once a Jew, always a Jew” (see the Chabad picture above as evidence). But in the case of Yauch, is that really true? Yauch was definitely a Buddhist…and not in a meditate-then-drink-a-beer kind of way. He took it very seriously and frankly, in many circles, is know more for founding the Milarepa Fund than License To Ill.

Here at PunkTorah, we make a point of creating mourner’s kaddish YouTube videos when prominent Jewish people die. But in Yauch’s case, would that have been the right thing to do? Yauch was a Buddhist and we want to respect the fact that this is the spiritual path he took. We have no judgements of that. Would we then be judged if we made a YouTube video with the kaddish overlaying a simple hip hop beat? Would this be us Bible bashing Yauch’s choice to convert? We didn’t want to go there…so we wrote this article instead.

Either way, Yauch was an incredible musician, philanthropist and activist, and we send our condolences to his family. May his memory be a blessing.

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Steampunk Torah: Chayei Sarah and Toldot

The epic fantasy miniseries by Rivkah Raven is back with two new chapters from Steampunk Torah, a re-imagined series of Jewish midrashim (legends) based on the parshah of the Torah.

Never read Steampunk Torah? Catch up on what you’ve missed by reading the archives!

Download the next two chapters, Chayei Sarah and Toldot by clicking the links below.

Chayei Sarah

Excerpt: Varya Leangrin did not do her own carrying. She had others do the work: Jac and Mari were bundled with sheets over their heads, tied very thoroughly with silk cords binding their arms to their sides, and made towalk; Varya had pressed some of the citizens of the Lost Kingdom into her service by assuring them that they were doing a good deed, that this was for the women’s own health. Jac did not walk silently; she lectured Varya, scolded her, harangued her, her language growing increasingly “purple” as they moved toward the professor’s workshop tower.

Toldot

Excerpt: Mari turned to Jac with a joyful smile. “Jac, this is Professor Malone.”

Jac had whirled back to the door as it closed, slamming her hand on the thick oak as she heard the key turn in the lock. She bowed her head for a second, then she straightened and turned back to enter the room. “Professor, my upbringing demands that I say ‘nice to meet you,’ but what I really want to say is: Is there a way out of this room? What avenues have you explored?”

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PunkTorah Podcast: Patrick the Impostor, Getting Angry, “Fringe” Judaism and Second Passover

In, this PunkTorah podcast, Patrick Aleph responds to the comments on his article about the Jewish tradition and elitism, defends “fringe” Jews, discusses his feeling about being an “impostor” and answers your questions about Jews of color, synagogue life and more.

Click here to play or check us out on iTunes.

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Atlanta Jewish Music Festival 2012

PunkTorah has always been a promotional supporter of the Atlanta Jewish Music Festival. And we’re thrilled to announce the upcoming arrival of AJMF’s 3rd Annual Atlanta Jewish Music Festival (May 9-13, 2012), with five days of fresh Jewish music, including concerts (5/10 and 12), an open mic night (5/9), a Shabbat service (5/11) and a Klezmer workshop (5/13, full details here).

Tickets are now on sale and for the first time ever, AJMF is offering a Festival Pass, which admits you to all five events (5/9-13/2012) for one convenient ticket price ($30 or 25% off retail).

Hope to see you in May!! Click the flyer above to learn more!

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God Demands Jewish Innovation: Second Passover

Second Passover is May 6th, 2012.

As if Passover Number One wasn’t bad enough, on 14 Iyar we are given the opportunity to do Passover all over again with Pesach Sheini, the Second Passover.

According to Numbers 9:1-14 (Parshah Behaalotecha), there were certain people back in the old days that couldn’t participate in the official Passover sacrifice. They included people who had been made impure by being around dead people as well as people who were not in Jerusalem at the time. They wanted to celebrate Passover, and petitioned Moses for some kind of loophole that would let them participate. So Moses calls God, and God offers up the Second Passover option. And there you have it: Jewish innovation.

People often think of religion as being a series of strict rules, used to enforce an elite’s view of you, the individual, as a screw up sinner who needs to be put back in line. We look at people in black hats and see judgmental authoritarians trying to force upon us a Bronze Age code that simply does not work in the iPhone era. We see religious people looking to passages in the Levitical code about stoning people to death as a sign that God, surely, is a wrathful, vengeful God and if you eat bacon, drive a car on Shabbat or anything else, surely you are asking-for-it-come-hell-or-high-water.

This, of course, is the harsh view. The other view we give religious people is a liberal you-poor-secularist-you-don’t-know-any-better view. We see outreach programs as a condescending attempt to make us feel dumb about our apparent lack of Jewish understanding. We believe that we aren’t sinners really, just Jews that haven’t been properly educated in Torah. If we only knew that our wrists are sexually provocative and that the rib eye at Trader Joe’s isn’t kosher enough, we would see the err of our ways and stick our noses in the Chumash.

These stereotypes; however, are just ridiculous characterizations. I have been in less observant communities which are far more judgmental than these two pictures I have painted, and I have been in more traditional communities that could care less what you do with your stomach, or any other part of your body for that matter.

What I see in this Torah portion, and with the Second Passover, is that while God is often judgmental, only God is the judge of humanity. And it appears as though God’s vision of the world is one where everyone has the opportunity to participate in spiritual fulfillment. Judaism at its best is a Judaism that recognizes this holy mission statement, and I think more often than not, we pretty much stick to this.

Second Passover is not an isolated incident of Jewish innovation. There are many times in the Torah that God and a human being debate righteousness and God sides with humanity. Torah is said to be “lo ba-shamayim hi” or “not in Heaven” (Deut. 30:12). The divide between the spiritual world and the world of the mundane is constantly ripping apart in the Biblical narrative, and through the celebration of holidays, human beings are able to enter into that same sphere of interaction between this world and the domain of the Highest. Why a Second Passver? Because God wants us to have every opportunity possible to dwell in this space of divine interaction.

God has consistently allowed the Jewish people to find ways to make Torah Consciousness possible in every generation: whether it’s through the Talmud, Jewish art, independent minyanim and chavrutah, sages and philosophers, literature and religious movements. God is not stuck in the mud, waiting for a righteous peoplehood to pull “Him” out. Rather, God takes part in our growing and sojourning, standing in front of us as we make our way through the experience of being a human family. Since I believe God shares intimately with the Jewish destiny, I become more and more certain that it is God’s will that we innovate in whatever ways we need to keep the fire of the burning bush alive for countless generations to come.

So if you missed Passover, have a matzah and remember that you’re taking part in something that is greater than yourself, and yet, has you personally in mind.

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OneShul Shacharit Fundraiser – Help Us Do A Mitzvah!

Success! We have raised $1201.97! Thank you to everyone who helped. You can still donate to this fundraiser by clicking below. However, we are sold out of siddurim.

OneShul, the world’s only online, lay led independent minyan, is fundraising $1,200.00 to pay for one year of live streaming Shabbat services, classes, holiday events and prayer services. Please help us to do a mitzvah by connecting Jews and non-Jews alike with God, prayer and open, diverse spiritual community.

We have three great ways to donate, each with a fun gift…

Shacharit Service  - for a $10.00 donation, you will receive one printed copy of Shachrit Limmud, the morning prayer service co-written by the OneShul community and Rabbi Judy Chessin, featuring Hebrew and English prayer, transliteration, meditation and Hasidic text. Click here to donate.

Shacharit/Kabbalat Shabbat Set – for an additional $8.00, you can receive the printed Shacharit Limmud in addition to a printed copy of the original Kabbalat Shabbat service from the Indie Yeshiva Pocket Siddur. Click here to donate.

Want to give a larger amount? Click here to donate.

Shipping on all of these products is free, so please act now!

More comfortable donating with snail mail? Send your check to:

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Please make the check payable to PunkTorah, the financial sponsor of OneShul.org

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Neil deGrasse Tyson Made Me A Better Theologian

I know, I know. Neil deGrasse Tyson is agnostic. But that doesn’t mean that man isn’t a believer at the same time.

My final assignment for rabbinical school is a thesis where I have to discuss my personal theological understanding of Judaism in the context of the Jewish future, and to use text to defend it. I must also include in the paper any kind of texts that contradict my theology and find ways to deal with those “difficult passages”. While I have a while before I get to this (one must crawl before running), I have to admit that I am terrified by writing this. There are some incredibly thorny passages in the Torah. How does a progressive Jew defend slaying Amelekites, stoning gay men, divorcing the spouses of interfaith marriages, and all the other troubling texts? It’s easy if you believe in an unquestionable Torah mi’Sinai that gives you the ultimate “out” of, “the Bible says it, I believe it, that settles it”. Problem is, if you’re the type to wrestle with text, no matter what you believe about the origin of our holy texts, you still have to figure out how to deal with all the fundamentalist sounding stuff that your modern sensibilities can’t stand.

Really good Jewish thinkers are willing to ask tough questions, to deviate from conventional thinking when things just don’t add up, and to willingly throw away any of their ideas that don’t hold up. I think the same must be true for scientists, which is why I often watch science programs on Netflix when I find myself unable to deal with religion. Surprisingly, Carl Sagan, Neil deGrasse Tyson and others don’t compel me away from the Divine, but rather, help me to more fully connect with the nature of the Universe, which I understand to be one of several projects that God has undertaken.

The video below really spells it out for me.

While Mr. Tyson and I probably disagree on the conclusion, what we can agree on is the spectacular nature of life: that we are made of all the same things that the universe is made up of, and that this is pretty cool. I know that “pretty cool” is an amateur, flippant way of describing the existence of reality, but you get my drift.

For me, this unity of all things is the seat of God. I find in the Shema the blessing of God’s oneness as a true-ism of all reality: that God is one, that the universe and everything in it is one, and that we are one with all of these elements at the same time. God, heaven, the past, present and future are all within us and at the same time, outside of us.

As a self-professed “serial monogamist”, I can speak with a certain level of authority that no relationship is perfect and that while we hope that everything we do is to the benefit of our partner, or is at least keeping them in mind, often times we just act on our own self-interest. In an interview, Tyson said that “every account of a higher power that I’ve seen described, of all religions that I’ve seen, include many statements with regard to the benevolence of that power. When I look at the universe and all the ways the universe wants to kill us, I find it hard to reconcile that with statements of beneficence.” 

When we look at the way a single change in the coming together of our universe could have completely prevented humanity from ever existing, it gives us an amazing pause to think: perhaps the world is made with love in mind. As Einstein said, “God doesn’t play dice with the world.” At the same time, I can see where Tyson is coming from. The world is amoral; children are born with genetic diseases that take their lives before they have the opportunity to live, earthquakes and other natural phenomena sweep people off to eternity regardless of how holy or evil they are, and by most trustworthy accounts, the Earth will be destroyed by the sun, no matter how much faith we put into God to prevent that from happening.

Perhaps though, we are trying to fit a square God into a round hole. Perhaps God is not benevolent or the destroyer: God just is. Just as our relationships with those we love are never simple, perhaps God, who I have always viewed as the ultimate in complicated, complex issues, cannot be made into a boiler plate one-liner.

Our faith tradition gives us two ways to take refuge under God’s shechinah in spite of the terrible amount of mental noise that the why-God-why type questions cause us. As I mentioned before, the Shema’s declaration of oneness of God is a no-brainer. God is one, and from Tyson we learn that everything in the universe is one. Oneness disguised as diversity and chaos seems to be God’s operating philosophy.

The second point comes from liturgy. When we pray the Amidah, we pray “blessed are you…God of Abraham, God of Isaac, God of Jacob”. Martin Buber in The Ten Rungs, a collection of Chasidic philosophy, explained that the reason we say “God of” before each name, is that God was revealed to each of these individuals, and to all of the prophets, in different ways and at different times. God is not a singular experience, but rather, an experience that each generation is tasked with in its own way. Perhaps science is just another of God’s prophecies.

From that place, I am able to sit with my non-theistic friends and know that when we talk about the stars in the sky, the birth of a child, or any other life affirming moment, the “ooh, ahh” noises we make reflect a shared experience of the transcendental.

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I Don’t Rock On Shabbos: Advice For Jewish Musicians

In my life as a musician, many nights I’ll find myself loading my gear in the car and catching a quick
bite with my wife before we head off to my band’s rehearsal space or a venue for our next show. It’s
a routine that takes a little bit of getting used to, but it’s already assumed when we show up that my
wife grabs my bass guitar case and I grab my amplifier out of the trunk. We meet up with my band
mates and discuss what’s going down, either with the show or the rehearsal, and get to setting up. Being
a bassist and pragmatist, my effects-free setup only includes setting up my amplifier, tuning up any
basses I’m using that night, and then helping the drummer setup. After that, we play till sometimes 2
o’clock in the morning. This routine can, at times, fill up many nights of my week. However, there is
one evening of the week when not a single bit of this is guaranteed and the rest of my band knows this;
Shabbat.

Being a Torah-observant musician in a secular music scene can be pretty rough, but it doesn’t have to
be. In fact, sometimes the two worlds almost parallel one another. Just like my routine for getting into
playing music, my Friday night routine takes some husband-wife masterminding. It’s understood that I
pick up the wine and that she helps her mother with dinner. She sets the table and I…eat what’s on the
table! In many ways it can be similar to a gig night, which both can end in throwing around gut-busting
stories from the past that get even more funny after a couple drinks. Even the dim glow of the Shabbat
tables as they burn down can reflect the dim lighting of a music venue. In both places, music surrounds
the room; just at venues, it’s a rhythm section and at the Shabbat table, it can be anything from Havenu
Shalom Aleichem to Hine Ma Tov.

With the similarities out of the way, I know many of the aspects that are different between Erev
Shabbat and gig night are difficult to come to terms with. Here are some tips for musicians as well as
other night-time workers who also make kiddush.

1. Change “I don’t play Friday nights” to “I can’t play Friday nights.” This simple wording trick
stresses much more importance on your Torah observance. People, especially in the secular
world, aren’t going to take you seriously until you take yourself seriously.

2. “I can’t afford to take Shabbat off.” You can’t afford NOT to take Shabbat off. I’ll admit, this
one is especially for those who are trying to get into the gist of Shabbat and could go for any
night-time or potential Saturday professionals. As B’nai Yisrael, your time to recharge is
Shabbat. That’s how we’re designed. Without that, it’s extremely to difficult to align your soul to
the Holy One the rest of the week or even to focus properly on other weekly tasks.

3. “My band will be upset with me if I can’t play Friday nights.” In that case, it’s probably time to
find a new band. If keeping Shabbat is going to be that much of a hang-up and your band mates
aren’t willing to respect that, there will probably be other things about you that they don’t quite
fully respect. Without that solid bond with your bandmates, the sound will end up suffering in
the long run as well as your friendships with them.

4. “Friday night is the hottest night of the week to play music.” In my musical experiences before
keeping Shabbat and what I’ve heard from gentile musician friends, Friday night might draw the
biggest crowds, but bigger is not always better. As human beings, we’re simply programmed
to let loose on Friday nights at sundown. Whether that means sitting down at a Shabbat table
with friends and family for wine and meal to sing songs, tell stories, and just enjoy each other’s
company to going out on the town and getting hammered because it’s finally the weekend.
Many times, even people that work the next day still feel this need to unwind on Friday nights.

So, do you really want to play when all the crazies are out? Wait till Saturday night when
everyone has gotten all the crazy out of their system from Friday night. The energy of the gig
will be much better.

5. “I’ll lose cred as a musician if I don’t play on Friday nights.” Negatory. If anything, you’ll gain
cred as a human being for standing your ground. In my experiences as a musician and just
as a person. I’ve witnessed some people who will do just about anything for a gig, money,
and the spotlight. Many times when I tell a promoter or band manager that I can’t play Friday
nights because I keep the Sabbath, instead of a scoff I usually get a “hmmm” followed by an
assortment of questions and finally a “Hey, that’s cool, man. I respect that.” Give people a
chance to turn you down for something before you just turn yourself down.

Keeping Shabbat isn’t impossible for a musician or any worker in an industry that conducts a large
chunk of their business on Friday nights and Saturdays, but it does mean that you are going to have to
put yourself that much more out there and work harder while you can work. For me as a musician, that
has meant I have really had to up my game and be a better player than the next guy in order to be worth
a band canceling all their Friday night shows for. After all, if you’re a mediocre player who can’t play
Fridays, why shouldn’t they find a better player who can?

Keeping Shabbat is never meant to be a burden, but instead a delight. How many of your non-Jewish
friends can you say have a certain day when they have absolutely nothing to worry about and just juice
up their batteries for the next week? If you keep the Sabbath, the Sabbath will keep you; I guarantee it.

Ken Lane is a freelance writer, musician and SEO maven.

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