Purim Music

My favorite Purim memory is watching my Rabbi (at a previous shul), in a lion costume, sitting on the edge of the bima during the megillah reading, holding a bottle of schnapps with one hand and his head with the other. He'd look up occasionally, hoping, I think, that we might all have gone home. I think the graggers were extra loud that year. This was a good thing.

On Purim we remind ourselves that while musical skill may be hard won, volume and enthusiasm come cheap and that electric guitars don't require an operators license. This is also good thing.

And finally, YouTube makes sure that Purim moments live on forever. This is a very good thing.