When I was living in Grand Rapids, Michigan, I used to listen to a radio show named āHatikvahā, after the Israeli national anthemābut the show was 90% klezmer.
I like it; granted, Iām a
shaygets, but I like various styles. Klezmer, for me, has a sort of medieval flavor to it that I canāt quite explain.
I remember one guy they used to play on the show was named Benny Bell; he had a parody of the old Yiddish standard āRumaniaā that was hilarious. All I can remember is:
"Ah Rumania, Rumania, Rumania Rumania!
I used to live there before I moved to Pennsylvania.
Ah Rumania, Rumania, Rumania Rumania!
It was so beautiful there I could hardly explain ya!
In Rumania at a show, I met the sweetest girl I know
We would have married long agoābut my wife said āNo, no, noā,
Hi-digga-dig-dum, digga-digga-dig-dum,
Hi-digga-dig-dum, digga-digga-doh!"
And remember: āAz me shloft mit hint, shtayt men oif mit flai.ā (One of the few Yiddish proverbs I can remember.)
