Postcard (Kartl) - EP

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rj_reid Short and sweet, this EP beautifully demonstrates the virtuosity of the musicians while giving the Klezmer world pieces rarely heard in the Klezmer's repertoire. The Freylakhs will make you dance and the Doina's will make you cry. Favorite track: Sherele.
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When I travel, I love to send postcards from the road to my family and friends. Traveling in time and space, to the pre-war 20th century Belarus and Poland and performing the music that was created by people as the only evidence of their life and love, everything else destroyed during the Holocaust,— presents an amazing opportunity to send this little card, and to sign it with a song written nowadays, in the New World, but in the language that was widely spoken back then. -- Zisl Slepovitch.

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released June 8, 2016

Dmitri Zisl Slepovitch, artistic direction, vocals, clarinet, svirel (Belarusian shawm)
Joshua Camp, accordion, additional vocals
Craig Judelman, violin, additional vocals
Taylor Bergren-Chrisman, bass, additional vocals.
Sam Weisenberg, poyk (drum), additional vocals.

Tracks 1 - 3: Traditional / Arr. Dmitri Zisl Slepovitch, Track 4: Music and Lyrics by Dmitri Zisl Slepovitch.
Record producers: Alex Ryaboy, Dmitri Zisl Slepovitch

Recorded at James L. Dolan Music Recording Studio, New York University

Sound engineer: Alex Ryaboy

Mastering: Don Godwin

Photography/ cover art: Dmitri Zisl Slepovitch, ©2004
Graphic design and layout: Ilusha Tsinadze and Tim Tsinadze

Liner notes and lyric translations: Dmitri Zisl Slepovitch © 2014


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Litvakus Brooklyn, New York

Renowned Eastern European clarinetist, pianist, and composer Dmitri Zisl Slepovitch presents a uniquely thrilling klezmer experience with his new quintet Litvakus, which brings to soaring life the often overlooked Belarusian and Litvak (Belarusian-Lithuanian) Jewish musical heritage. Litvakus is reaching out to the modern audiences worldwide, making the old sound new and fresh, meaningful and hip ... more

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Track Name: A Postcard To Myself. Minsk - New York
Zumertsayt. Es flit a feygl
Dortn vu s’iz fray un hoykh
Geyt mayn bobe in fatsheylke,
Brengt mir kaykelakh mit yoykh.

Shaynt di zun, dos vintl veyet
Un es tsertlt mayne hor.
Un der tate mit der mamen —
Zaynen zey di shenste por.

Kh’shpring fun freyd af der kanape
Vayl di veter iz gor sheyn.
Kuk ikh af a greyse mape,—
Ergets kh’bin nokh nit geven.

Lebn nokh di zeydes-bobes,
Kh’veys nokh nit fun shmarts un payn,
Kh’hob nokh nit gefirt a libe,
Kh’hob nokh nit getrunken vayn.

Ot mayn shvester iz geboyrn
Kuper-royt, azoy vi ikh,
Zumershprenklekh, broyne oygn.
Lakht zi hoykh un loyft zi gikh.

Bald der tate nemt mayn hentl,
Un er firt mikh ibern brik
Keyn dem hoyz vu s’lebt mayn libe
Un mayn goyrl — di muzik.

Kinderyorn, zise yorn
Kumen zey in kholem oft.
S’iz der prekhtikster zikorn
Vos mir trogn bizn sof.


Summertime. A bird is flying
In the free, up and high.
Here comes my Grandma in the shawl,
Bringing me meatballs and chicken soup.

The sun is shining, the breeze is blowing,
It caresses my hair.
My Daddy and Mommy
Are the prettiest couple of all.

I’m joyously jumping on the couch,
‘Cause the weather is so good.
I’m looking at a large map,
Where I haven’t been yet.

The grandparents are still living,
I don’t know of suffering and pain,
I didn’t fall in love,
I haven’t drunk wine yet.

Here’s my sister born,
Copper-red, like myself,
Freckles, brown eyes,
She laughs loudly and runs fast.

Shortly my Dad takes my little hand
And he brings me over the bridge,
To the house where live my love
And fate, the Music.

Childhood, sweet years,
Often they come back in dreams.
It’s the best of all memories
Which we carry through the end.