#16–25 Caftor’im 3467 (2/20/2017) they were embarrassed of me.They said I was “Just another acid-rocker”

it’s been over 11 years since this happened but I couldn’t talk of it till now. won’t mention names as the gag order was on so tight. here it goes.
for multiple decades I served an organization (as a financial executive) who took pride in its tolerance for diversity. except if you ar a Jewish punk rocker.
I played a number of shows sponsored by them in my early days 1994,1995 and 2000. it was great playing in my own neighborhood for many people I now. they really enjoyed the shows as evidenced by the applause on my live cassettes, ‘mission of Tolerance 5755’ (1994), ‘Ministering the Badlan’im (1995) and Berlin 3451 (2000). a new person came to power.
its now 2006.my career took a fall when the Downtown closed in 9/2005. then I received some great news. the long island news network, News 12 wanted to do a special on me as a human interest story ie, financial executive by day, punk rocker by night. a few of my co-workers came down to the Pisces café in Babylon to see the taping on 1/25/2006. I played “garbage man’ my loudest and fastest song I have. they taped parts of my performance and interviewed me and my colleagues.it went great nd I was excited.
it aired on News 12 on 2/8/2006 for thousands of people and ws played every hour on the half hour and ran about 7 minutes. I recorded it on vcr.everybody congratulated me. but then the shit show happened
. some of my coworkers who attended the show and were interviewed had received calls from a member of the ceo’s staff for their thoughts on me and their reaction to my ‘double life’.no one said anything good or bad about the organization. my assistant mentioned the name of the place we worked and she bore the brunt of it. as for me, no one called me.i would have defended them with my life, but no one called me -it was my show and no one called.
for about 3 weeks, the ceo would not speak to me or my assistant. when he finally did, he said something to the effect that ‘his numbers guy bites the head off bats like ozzy osbourne. I was so embarassed’.
for the next 4 or 5 years, none of my coworkers attended any of my shows until another man came to power.
I’ve been retired from that organization for 2 1/2 years now. the gag order was on so tight, i’m still frightened to mention names.before returned, different men came to power who were much more open to my diversity. Blessed be G-d

#15–16 Caftor’im 3467 (2/11/2017) “3 Little Puppies”: perhaps my favorite song I ever wrote

it was 12/2010 and I was at a crossroad.in the 3 years since I came back from the psych ward, my bipolar/major depressive disorder was under decent control. 6 months prior, I was diagnosed with the polycythemia vera, the first stage of cancer. i wasn’t worried about that then (and still not worried). they therapeutically removed 37 pints of blood in the 1st 15 or s weeks, leaving me weakened and getting no results so I stopped going.

I was on JDub Records and was working on my 19th album, “The Rabbi Is Dead” (no reference to mortality of mine anyway.) I was still distraught over the untimely death of my 2nd puppy, Midnite Buttons who had passed suddenly tat past August 5. 4 days later, we adopted a beautiful flat coated retriever dog named Mori Midnite Buttons. she was 10 years old then, but very healthy. she gave us 3 1/2 wonderful years. I always worried about her.

I wrote the lyrics to ‘3 little puppies’. it read more as a children’s story than a bombastic punk number. I put down the tracks and looked at the cute green kid’s 6-string guitar. in 19 albums,i never ever used a 6-string, I played all the chords and leads on the bass. i picked up this little green guitar and tried to distort it, but whatever I did, it would come out sounding like a surf guitar. it sounded cool. I added it to the rest of the album.

i’m redoing it for my 31st, ‘ the 2nd King of Jewish Punk.’ i’ll share that with ya’s tomorrow. ok, i’m getting real tired now. here are the words. love ya’s.

Plays:
462

Story Behind the Song
SONG OF LOSS for my 2 puppies who passed, and my 3rd one was adapted at 10

Lyrics

Three little puppies resting in the sun
Little Midnite just 6, Buttons-21
Mori, the only puppy still with me
In dog years about 60 or 73.

Three little puppies as I open the fridge
Midnite and Buttons on the rainbow bridge
Mori begs for a tasty treat
she gives me a paw, she knows how to speak

LITTLE PUPPY PLAY IN THE AUTUMN LEAVES
FOR OUR TIME ON EARTH IS WAY TOO BRIEF
FROM THE RAINBOW BRIDGGE, CAN’T YOU HEAR ME WEEP
SINCE YOU WENT AWAY,I’M OVERCOME WITH GRIEF

Three little puppies laying in the shade
Got one little puppy and two puppy graves
Midnite and Buttons have a memorial den
it says “2004 to 2010”

Buttons lived to see a good old age
Midnite’s life was just a turn of a page
Mori now, she’s turning gray
she needs a nap right after she plays

#14–12 Caftor’im 3467 (2/7/2017)I am the MIRACLE BOY OF THE G-D OF ISRAEL

THe reason is simple. I got terminal leukemia. all prognosis stuff had me dead in October 2015. it’s 16 months later and i’m here writing blogs to you. can’t sit up that long or stand up even less. the disease took 40 something percent of my body weight-which actually is good. the pain from enlarged spleen and liver is mostly unbearable and I even temporarily died twice and saw the purity of the afterlife. so why am I the miracle boy of the G-d of Israel. I never saw a cancer doctor in 6 months. I put my trust in G=d and for some reason it was His will to sustain me. I should have been dead a while ago but here I am. after this, I will record tracks for my 31st album.

heres the timeline
2010-6/18 got diagnosed with polycythemia vera-a cancer in which the bone marrow produces too many red cells and is uncurable. the treatment is removing a pint of blood every few weeks or so to keep the red cell count in line. in the beginning, I needed 4 pints of blood removed. it did not lower the reds.in my case, whites and platelets were also off the chart. this was all from a mutated chromosome called the MPL(myeloprolifirative leukemia)/JAK2-v617f with the dangerous allele burden c1849<t. doesn't look like a normal life ahead.

2011-12/11 after not seeing cancer doctors for months, I get put on a myelosuppressive chemotherapy which too I ineffective. I retire from the stage as my health was in decline at that time

2013-7/17 first bone marrow biopsy reveals that the disease progressed into secondary myelofibrosis, a disease where the bone marrow petrifies to fiber and becomes unable to produce blood cells.the cells it does produced are cancerous and poor blood cells are produced by the spleen and then the liver which also eat the cancer cells so the organs become huge and painful all the time.this condition is deadly and with the risk factors I had gave me 2.2 years.
2013-9/3-2014-02/7 2nd round of chemotherapy-the use of heat shock inhibitors to attack the mutation and slow progression. this did not work and got me sicker.
2014–a very bad year. had 36 blood tranfusions and spent a total of 48 days in hospital. passed out pretty much every day from lack of hemoglobin. with now the disease was in the high risk myelofibrosis, both NYS and the Federal gov't gave me full disability retirement after a 35 year career. 100-150 people attended my retirement party and I performed a song from my 'cancer ward' album.
2015-10/4—3rd round of chemo–a medicine that attacks the Jak2 mutation–it didn't work. my spleen burst that year–usually deadly but not for me.
2016-6-8 4th round-more hsp90's. I knew it wouldn't work but I stayed on as the research from me provided answers to cure juvenile leukemia and was worth all the sicknes I got.
2016-6/8 my 12th biopsy revealed beginning transformation to the final stop-acute myeloid leukemia. when blast cells hit 20 percent then its pretty much over. I had 2 percent then and in the hospital the reading 7.6.
2016-12/29 hospitalzed 29 days with leukemia induced pneumonia which is frequently deadly so they put me in a coma and again I visited the Lowest of Heavens.
and that is why I am the G-d of Israel's miracle boy.i went through so many things that for most are deadly. I should have been dead a half dozen times but G-d sustained my life other than 2 temporary deaths. He has plans for mr.

#13–6 Caftor’im 3467 (2/1/2017) in April 1973–one great day in a sea of miserable ones

it was sometime in 4/1973. we were in 9th grade in junior high preparing for high school. I was finishing up my 2nd full year in jazz band with a good proficiency by then in the reading and playing music there. most of my haters and disrespectors were silenced by my slowly growing abilities. in mepham HS, where we would go that September, the current bass player and lead guitar were graduating,leaving vacancies in those positions.
the High school band director visited Jerusalem Ave junior high on a Tuesday ib April 1973. me and Nick were gonna be 15 that June. Mr Rockwin came to audition us for the 2 vacancies in the jazz band left by the 2 graduates. he hands me the bass part. instead of all bass music which is written an octave higher to avoid too many ledger lines below the bass clef staff, this was written in rhe true pitch where only the higher notes starting with G on the 5th fret of the D=string. was he trying to weed me out by giving me music impossible to read? but I was also 1st tuba player in the regular band–reading those ledger lines with proficiency.i ‘m not sure who was drumming for us. the director counted it off. Nick is playing all these 9th and 11th jazz chords perfectly as i’m reading this strange looking chart. the song was ib the key of Bb much harder than I was used to but we both hit it out of the park. then we got to letter C. the drummer plays a fill and now the music looked like Eb////Bb////C////Ab////. I said what the heck do I do here. the drummer changes ro a swing beat and I decided to plau arpeggio’s 4 quarter notes.Nick started shredding jazz and I took a solo. I was bot to good at improve. nevertheless, before mr rockwin left he appointed me as bassist and nick as guitarist for the 1973-1974 mepham high school jazzband. in December that year, we travelled to Chicago for a festival and me and Nick started playing together in a rock band which eventually became Transit. 43 years later he joined me to play the real me on my 2016 farewell tour.

but I don’t remember if I had breakfast today.
lobe ya’s all