Julia Goldman
Animal hide is a source of many joys of Judaism. After all, the
Torah scroll itself is written on kosher parchment. Still, a
celebration of this month’s Tu b’Av holiday that featured djembe
drums from Ghana was an unexpected experience for many who found
themselves hitting the skins with abandon.
“I’m as surprised
being here as you,” Rabbi Simon Jacobson told the capacity crowd at
SIR music studios in Chelsea. Head of the Crown Heights,
Brooklyn-based Meaningful Life Center, the gray-bearded rabbi
explained that the holiday, sometimes referred to as the Jewish
Sadie Hawkins’ Day, is a time of Jewish unity and heightened
communication.
Hence the drums, which fostered vibratory,
rather than verbal, interaction.
“Just put your fingers on
the skin of the drum,” said Warren Lieberman, the founder of the
Drum Café, which runs drumming workshops worldwide. The sessions are
designed to promote listening skills and better communication in the
workplace or in personal relationships.
Lieberman, who lives
in South Africa, hit his own hourglass-shaped djembe with a flat
right hand. Ninety drums resonated with the pulse (when the drums
ran out, 50 other people picked up sand-filled shakers). “When you
play the drum, you’re actually talking and listening to everyone in
the room,” he said.
Lieberman’s grandfather owned The
Standard, a Yiddish theater in Johannesburg, but Lieberman was drawn
to drumming and played regularly with a small circle of friends. The
group eventually expanded into the hundreds, and seven years ago he
organized the weekly events into workshops.
Lieberman has
since performed for Nelson Mandela, the Queen of England and the
president of the United States, and has held events for Bayer,
Barclays and BMW — to name a few of the nearly two dozen corporate
clients in as many countries. He now has 12 offices around the globe
including his latest branch in New York, which opened in May under
the direction of Lieberman’s high school classmate, Aviva Cohen
(www.drumcafeNY.com).
At the celebration earlier this month,
djembe drums proved to be a suitable accompaniment to both wordless
niggunim and Ukrainian Jewish folksongs. Rabbi Jacobson sang, and
Lieberman propelled the percussion with simple hand signals. A trio
of New York-based drummers originally from Ghana filled out the
rhythms. One audience member — dressed in kipa, white shirt, black
pants and fringes — launched into an improvised whistling session. A
bare-armed woman in a purple feather boa was moved to stand, arms
raised in ecstasy. Someone at the back of the room flipped the
lights on and off for a psychedelic effect.
“What you’re
doing is something that used to happen [among Jews],” Lieberman
said.
Some people didn’t have to look back to ancient times
to reconnect with drumming days. “This is not new to me,” said a
woman in a concealing cream-colored outfit and matching beret. “I’ve
been to about 300 [Grateful] Dead shows.” |