Veteran producer Dovid Nachman Golding hosts a walk down musical memory lane
A s a young child growing up on the West Side of Manhattan, there really wasn’t a lot to do on Chol Hamoed Pesach. There was no Great Adventures, no Uncle Moishy concerts, and who really cared about going to the auto show? Sometimes, if we were really lucky, Pesach came out during the run
T here are a lot of “venahafoch hu”s in the music industry, and I’d like to share one of them with you — it’s the story of one of the most special musicians I’ve ever met. In 1985, I was in Detroit for a concert and stayed at the home of my friend Reb Dovid Simcha.
Veteran producer Dovid Nachman Golding hosts a walk down musical memory lane
Veteran producer Dovid Nachman Golding hosts a walk down musical memory lane
In 1991, I was approached by Shorashim, an organization providing Jewish education for Russian children living in America. Could we organize a Rabbis’ Sons reunion?
