It is 10:30 on Saturday night. The t-shirts have been sorted and packed up for sale (it’s a good one!). The signs have been made. The guest lists have been checked and rechecked. If I had an ounce of practicality, I would channel some of this nervous energy into cleaing my office. But that’s a BIG IF.

The Second Annual Boston Jewish Music Festival starts tomorrow. in just over 12 hours, I’ll be heading over to the Leventhal SIdman JCC to get set for SHirim Klezmer Orceshtra.

Let the musical magic begin. 

So before I check the online ticketing service again to see if anyone else has bought tickets to anything in the laste 143 seconds, let me just say thanks. Thanks to all the friends and supporters who have made the festival a reality. Thanks to all the moms and dads who, years ago,  made all the incredible musicians (there will be over 225 this year!) practice when they were kids. Thanks to schools who valued music programs.

Thanks to my family who have supported this incredibly weird and wonderful adventure in living meaningfully. And thanks to everyone who is coming to any of the 18 events on tap over the next few weeks. Please come say hi.

This is such a labor of love for Jim Ball and I. Thank you all, from the volunteers who sell you the lovely new BJMF shopping bag (just $5) to the donors who give anything from $18 to over $18000+, from the sound guy who schleps the extra monitors so the band can hear themselves to the custodians who clean up after us, this could not happen without each and every one of us.

Oy, enough with the schmaltz, already. Lets shake our tuchases and share some Jewish joy.