sincerely enjoys singing with a classical CRJ’s Prime Timers Concert style, she also believes it is important to teach new and modern musical settings November 1, 2020 | 5-6:30pm of Jewish liturgy. She is a Jewish music nerd through and through, always eager to learn new renditions of Jewish text. Cantor Bryce’s Bio As such, one of Cantor Bryce’s passions Cantor Bryce Emily Megdal was born is writing and composing Jewish music. and raised in Tucson, Arizona. She Creating and sculpting her own musical attended a Jewish day school from first interpretations of Judaism's ancient text through eighth grade, where she and core Jewish concepts nourishes her developed a lifelong love for Judaism soul; she hopes her music nurtures and the Hebrew language. She began others’ souls as well. her singing journey in fourth grade, when she joined the Tucson Jewish She is SO happy to be at CRJ, and she Youth Choir in its first year. thanks you for your warm welcome and open arms these past several months. After she had her Bat Mitzvah, through high school, and through college, Cantor Bryce remained involved at her temple Song Lyrics with a growing list of roles. In May 2012, We Are All Welcome Here she received a Bachelor of Arts in Judaic (Cantor Rebekah Mirsky) Studies and a Bachelor of Arts in Studio Art at the University of Arizona. A year Some need wheels to get around and later, she moved to Los Angeles to some can use our feet. Some eat only attend the Academy for Jewish Religion vegetables and some of us eat meat. California (AJRCA). In May 2015, she Some need to be sober and some can received a Master’s Degree in Jewish drink a beer. We are all, we are all, Studies with an Emphasis in Music in welcome here. Jewish Life from ARJCA, and in August 2015, she transferred into the Cantorial Some of us are brown and some of us Program. On May 27, 2019, Cantor are white. Some wake up early and Bryce was ordained as a Cantor. some prefer the night. Some of us wear burkas and some wear headphones in While Cantor Bryce fully supports our ears. We are all, we are all, keeping traditional Jewish worship welcome here. elements alive, such as nusach (the traditional mode of Jewish prayer chant) We are all welcome here. Let’s fight with and older pieces of hazzanut (the every ounce of love to end the senseless traditional music of the Cantorate), and fear. We are all, we are all, welcome here.

Some of us are Northern and some are Ohhh, you’re gonna see your Sheba from the South. Some of us believe in shimmy shake! And all that jazz! Ohhh, God and some of us have doubt. Some I’m gonna shimmy ‘til my garters break. of us are straight, some are queer, and And all that jazz! Show me where to some are gay. We are all, we are all, park my girdle, ohhh my mother’s welcome here. blood’d curdle! If she’d hear her baby’s queer for all, that, jazz! Some of us were slaves and some of us were not. Some remember history; it No, I’m no one’s wife, but, oh, I love my seems that some forgot. When we life! And all, that, jaaaaaaazz! That jazz! choose to hate each other, I fear the end is near. We are all, we are all, My Favorite Things welcome here. (The Sound of Music)

Home of the brave, land of the free. Raindrops on roses and whiskers on Doesn’t that mean you, doesn’t that kittens. Bright copper kettles and warm mean me? Doesn’t that mean all? Never woolen mittens. Brown paper packages thought it meant the building of a wall. tied up with strings. These are a few of We are all, we are all, welcome here. my favorite things. We are all, we are all, welcome here. Cream-colored ponies and crisp apple And All That Jazz (Chicago) strudels. Doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles. Wild geese that Come on, babe, why don't we paint the fly with the moon on their wings. These town? And all that jazz! I'm gonna rouge are a few of my favorite things. my knees and roll my stockings down. And all that jazz! Start the car, I know a Girls in white dresses with blue satin whoopee spot where the gin is cold, but sashes. Snowflakes that stay on my nose the piano's hot. It's just a noisy hall and eyelashes. Silver-white winters that where there's a nightly brawl, melt into springs. These are a few of my and all, that, jazz! favorite things.

Slick your hair and wear your buckled When the dog bites. When the bee shoes. And all that jazz! I hear that stings. When I'm feeling sad. I simply Father Dip is gonna blow the blues. And remember my favorite things and then I all that jazz! Hold on, hon', we're gonna don't feel so bad. bunny hug. I bought some aspirin down at United Drug. In case you shake apart and wanna brand new start, to do, that, jazz!

ֲא יִנ יִתְּדַלוֹנ םוֹלָשַּׁל קַרֶשׁ ַעיִגַּי . (Eitz Chayim Hi (Cantor Bryce Megdal נֲא יִ דַלוֹנ יִתְּ םוֹלָשַּׁל קַרֶשׁ אוֹבָי , נֲא יִ דַלוֹנ יִתְּ םוֹלָשַּׁל רֶשׁ קַ ַעיִפוֹי . ץֵע םיִיַּח איִה םיִקיִזֲחַמַּל הָּבּ ָהיֶכְמתְו .רָשֻּׁאְמ ָהיֶכְמתְו הָּבּ םיִקיִזֲחַמַּל איִה םיִיַּח ץֵע נֲא יִ ,הֶצוֹר נֲא יִ הֶצוֹר תוֹיְהִל רָבְכּ וֹבּ .

נֲא יִ דַלוֹנ ,יִתְּ לֶא םוֹלֲחַה , ,Eitz chayim hi, la’machazikim ba וֹבוּ ֲ א ִ נ י אוֹר ,הֶ ֶ שׁ ָי אוֹב שַּׁ ה ָ םוֹל . (v’tomcheha m’ushar. (x2 לוֹנ דַ יִתְּ רָ ל ,ןוֹצָ לְ ו אָ נוּמֱ הָ , נִּהֶשׁ הֵ אוּה ,אוֹבָי רֲחַא יֵ םיִשׁוֹלְשׁ נָשׁ הָ . The Torah is our Tree of Life; it teaches לוֹנ דַ יִתְּ מֻּאָ ל ,הָ הָּלְו םיִנָשׁ םִיַפְּלַא . .us what’s right. It guides us on our way הָרוֹמֶּשׁ הָּל ,הָמָדֲא הָּלְ ו תַקְלֶח יַמָשׁ םִ . Paths to peace, holiness, inspiration, and איִהְו הָאוֹר ,הָפוֹצ הֵנִּה הֶלוֹע םוֹיַּה , happiness. The Torah provides it all, eitz הָעָשַּׁהְו ,הָפָי יִהוֹז תַעְשׁ םוֹלָשׁ . chayim hi! Yaaaaaaa! (Eitz…) Ani nolad’ti, el hamanginot, v'el Tumbalalaika (Russian Folk Song) ha’shirim shel kol ha’medinot. Nolad’ti la’lashon, v’gam la’makom, lame'at Shteyt a bocher, shteyt un tracht, tracht l’hamon, sh’yoshit yad la’shalom. un tracht a gantze nacht. Vemen tsu Ah - ah - ah - ah - ah - ah - ah.... nemen un nit far shemen, vemen tsu [I was born to the melodies and to the nemen un nit far shemen. songs of all countries. I was born to the language and the place too, to the few & Tumbala, tumbala, tumbalalaika. many who will give peace a hand.] Tumbala, tumbala, shpiel balalaika. Tumbalalaika, speil balalaika, Ani nolad’ti la’shalom sh’rak yagi'a. tumbalalaika, freylach zol zayn. Ani nolad’ti la’shalom sh’rak yavo. Ani nolad’ti la’shalom sh’rak yofi'a. Maiden, maiden, can you explain? What Ani rotzah, ani rotzah lih’iot k’var bo. can grow without any rain? What can [I was born to peace - let it arrive. I was burn for many a year? And what can cry born to peace - let it come. I was born to and shed not a tear? (Tumbala…) peace - let it appear. I want, I want to be in it already.] Foolish boy, I can explain; a stone can grow without any rain. True love can Ani nolad'ti, el ha’chalom, uvo ani burn for many a year. A sad heart can ro'eh/ro'ah sh’yavo ha’shalom. Nolad’ti cry and shed not a tear. (Tumbala…) la’ratzon v’la’emunah, sh’hinei hu yavo, acharei shloshim shana. Nolad’ti La’shalom (Uzi Hitman) Ah - ah - ah - ah - ah - ah - ah....

(…Ani Nolad’ti) נֲא יִ דַלוֹנ ,יִתְּ לֶא נַמַּה גְּ תוֹניִ . I was born to the dream and in it I see] לֶאְו ,םיִריִשַּׁה לֶשׁ לָכּ תוֹניִדְמַּה , that peace will come. I was born to the לוֹנ דַ יִתְּ לַּ ל ,ןוֹשָׁ ְ ו םַג מַּ ל םוֹקָ , טַעְמַּל ,ןוֹמָהְל טיִשׁוֹיֶּשׁ דָי םוֹלָשַּׁל .

desire and the belief that it will come And may our eyes see Your Kingdom as after thirty years.] it is written in the songs of Your glory by David, Your sacred, anointed one.] Nolad’ti la’umah v’lashanim alpa’yim, shmurah la’adama, v’lah chelkat Sing Lessons (Judy Collins) shama’yim. V’hi ro’a tzofa, hinei oleh ha’yom. V’hasha'ah yafah, zohi sh'at God of the rivers and the waterfalls. God shalom. Ah - ah - ah - ah - ah - ah - ah.... of thunder and lightning. God of the (Ani Nolad’ti…) plains and the mountains of rainbows [I was born to a people two thousand and prairies. God of birth and death, years old that have a land, and it has a of love and hope. piece of heaven. And it sees and watches the day unfold, and it's a God of sun and moon. God of ocean beautiful moment, a moment of peace.] tides. You who drive the stars, You of perfect light. Teach me how to sing. Mimkomcha (Zavel Zilbertz) And it came to pass on a cloudy night that I found myself lost in the dark. And מִּמ ְמוֹקְ לַמ כְּ ֵ וּנ פוֹתּ עיִ ַ . תְ ו וֹלְמִ לָ ע ֵ וּני יִ כּ כַּחְמ םיִ םיִ כַּחְמ יִ כּ וּני ֵ לָ ע וֹלְמִ תְ ו . ַ עיִ פוֹתּ וּנ ֵ כְּ לַמ ְמוֹקְ מִּ the wind blew cold, and I was afraid, and נֲא וּנְחַ .ָל יַתָמ לְמִתּ ?ןוֹיִּצְבּ בוֹרָקְבּ וּניֵמָיְבּ וּניֵמָיְבּ בוֹרָקְבּ ?ןוֹיִּצְבּ לְמִתּ יַתָמ םָלוֹעְל דֶעָו ִתּ .ןוֹכְּשׁ לַדַּגְּתִתּ שַׁדַּקְתִתְו וֹתְבּ וֹתְבּ שַׁדַּקְתִתְו לַדַּגְּתִתּ ?if love were lost how would I live םִיַלָשׁוּרְי ְריִע רוֹדְל ,רוֹדָו חַצֵנְלוּ .םיִחָצְנ חַצֵנְלוּ ,רוֹדָו רוֹדְל ְריִע םִיַלָשׁוּרְי You were like some mist in the fading וּניֵניֵעְו הָניֶאְרִתּ ,ֶתוּכְלַמ רָבָדַּכּ רוּמָאָה יֵריִשְׁבּ יֵריִשְׁבּ רוּמָאָה רָבָדַּכּ ,ֶתוּכְלַמ הָניֶאְרִתּ וּניֵניֵעְו light, and my broken dreams wept in the זֻּע .ֶ לַע יֵדְי דִוָדּ ַחיִשְׁמ .ֶקְדִצ ַחיִשְׁמ דִוָדּ יֵדְי לַע night. Where was all the love we had Mimkomcha malkeinu tof’iah. V'timloch known before? In this sea of tears, aleinu, ki mechakim anachnu lach. Matai would I reach the shore? timloch b’tziyon? B’karov b’yameinu, (God of sun and moon…) l’olam va’ed tishkon. Titgadal v’titkadash, b’toch Yerushalayim ircha, I was on my knees, I was at the end. l’dor vador ul’neitzach n’tzachim. There was nothing left, I would never V’eineinu tir’eina malchutecha, ka’davar mend. When I heard a song in the waves ha'amur b’shirei uzecha. that tossed: “Death is not the end, Al y’dei David, meshi’ach, tsidkecha. there is nothing lost.” (God of sun and moon…) [Translation: From Your perch, our King, appear, and rule over us, for we are Music of the spheres through eternity. waiting for You. When will You rule in Say that through your tears you will Zion? Soon, in our days, forever may You always see. Say the more you lose that dwell. May You become great and holy the more you own, and the more you within Jerusalem—Your city—from love, that the more you’ve own. Say the generation to generation, and forever. pain you feel, opens up your heart.

Where the swallows flew there was Always Look On The Bright Side Of Life once a cloud. Now the sun was bright (Monty Python) and the river smiled. And I heard you say, “Death is just a dream. Make your Some things in life are bad; they can songs again you must always sing.” really make you mad. Other things just make you swear and curse. God of sun and moon. God of ocean When you're chewing on life's gristle, tides. You who drive the stars, You of don't grumble, give a whistle. And this’ll perfect light. Teach me how to sing, God help things turn out for the best. of everything. Teach me how to sing, And always look on the bright side of God of everything. life. Always look on the light side of life.

A Parent’s Bedtime Prayer If life seems jolly rotten, there's (Cantor Bryce Megdal) something you've forgotten. And that's to laugh and smile and dance and sing. Close those little eyes of yours. (x2) When you're feeling in the dumps, don't be silly chumps. Just purse your lips and Sleep warm, sleep deeply. Sweet whistle, that's the thing. And… dreams, arise. If you awaken I will comfort your cries. Always look on the bright side of life. Always look on the right side of life. It’s a scary world out there. But you can find me everywhere, For life is quite absurd and death's the even when I’m gone. final word. You must always face the curtain with a bow. Forget about your Peaceful and quiet; precious, you are. sin, give the audience a grin. Enjoy it, it's Glowing in moonlight, my shining star. your last chance anyhow. So…

I love you with all my heart and soul. Always look on the bright side of death. My joy, my pride, a blessing, a miracle. Just before you draw your terminal breath. Always remember you can do anything. And when you’re troubled, Life's a piece of shit when you look at it. let your voice out and sing. Life's a laugh and death's a joke, it's true. You'll see it's all a show. Keep 'em ‘Cuz what’s inside matters. Ohhhhh. laughin' as you go. Just remember that What you think matters. Ohhhhh. the last laugh is on you. And… What you say matters. Ohhhhh. What you do matters. Ohhhhh. Always look on the bright side of life. Always look on the right side of life. Close those little eyes of yours. (x4) Always look on the bright side of life.

Always look on the bright side of life! joyful for?

To Life! (Fiddler On The Roof) To life, to life, l’chayim! L’chayim, l’chayim, to life! It gives us something to To life, to life, l’chayim! think about, something to drink about. L’chayim, l’chayim, to life! Drink l’chayiiiiiiiiiiiim, to life!

If you’ve been lucky, then Monday was no worse than Sunday was. Drink l’chayim, to life, to life, l’chayim! L’chayim, l’chayim, to life!

One day it’s honey and raisin cake; next day, a stomach ache. Drink l’chayim, to life!

Our great men have written words of wisdom to be used when hardship must be faced. Life obliges us with hardship, so the words of wisdom shouldn’t go to waste.

To us and our good fortune! Be happy, be healthy, long life! And if our good fortune never comes, here’s to whatever comes, drink l’chayim, to life!

To life, to life, l’chayim! Special Thanks to: L’chayim, l’chayim, to life! Jay Adler for playing Life has a way of confusing us, blessing, and bruising us. Drink l’chayim, to life, to bass and drums. life, l’chayim! L’chayim, l’chayim, to life! A gift we seldom are wise enough ever Dr. Alan Mason for to prize enough, drink l’chayim, to life! the piano recordings. דוֹתּ ָ ה ! !God would like us to be joyful, even Todah though our hearts lie panting on the floor. How much more can we be joyful when there’s really something to be