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Saturday, March 26, 2011

Welcome to Maya's World of Music!

If I could stay.. then the night would give you up. Stay then the day would keep it’s trust. Stay with the demons you drown, Stay with the spirit I found, Stay and the night would be enough./U2
The last couple of weeks, it would seem that the world has gone crazy, everything is up side down. Actually, when were things ever normal??? The disaster in Japan, the merciless murder of children and babies, terror acts in the beautiful City of Jerusalem, which was 10 minuts from my home. Makes you want to pack the back pack and get the far away from reality as you possibly can. When my friend was killed 4 months ago, that was my second instinct: to pack my back pack and get the fuck out. somewhere, anywhere, just not here, not where 26 year old die in fires. But thats exactly the question: where or until when...or maybe, just maybe there's another solution, another way out: we can take comfort in each other. In each other and in God's most precious gift to man kind: music-of course. Good friends that help to numb the pain. and one lover to another-and then the night would really be enough!!!

This week-Wednesday night special-Dirty Dancing, thats right.

We so deserve it: The music, the songs, the stories. I'm sure we all have our story related to the movie...and how can we not, the music, the dancing, Patrick Swayze wearing tight leather pants and holding you close...OH YES. This Wednesday night from 21-23pm.

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Welcome to Maya's World of Music!

Wow look at you now, Flowers in the window, It's such a lovely day And I'm glad you feel the same, Cause to stand up, out in the crowd, You are one in a million And I love you so, Lets watch the flowers grow./Travis

Ah, the spring, the spring has come!!! my favorite time of the year. Every where i go in this beautiful country of ours, everithing is just blossoming, evolving. Such a promise for somthing new and better. And "writing" about new and better-our new studio that is being build. how freaking amazing its is to do shows from there. being a part of a growing process, of something so unique. Thanks to modern technology (which i'm not such a fan of, though i'm so addicted to Youtube), we reach music lovers all over the world. I could be doing a show and suddenly, i see a listner from Brazil or The U.K that stay tuned in for the whole show. and i always wonder: who are you- a man or a woman and what does the music make you feel. or maybe you're not alone and enjoying it with someone alse...

So you know what i miss, records-vinyl records. i grew up on those. I was by Steve's(our radio's founding dad), and he must have hundreds of them, if not more. and he showed me some Doors redords that he got when they were just released. I could just smell Jim on them. How the record just flows in circles and the scratchy sound of the needle that adds to the vibe. You have to lay the needle on the record very gently and carefully, alse you can scratch the record. it took me a while to lern how to do that as a kid, i was very proud of my self the day that i got it right. So here's a thought: my birthday is coming up in a few months...any of you who is looking fo the right present, there's your clue, you cant go wrong with that one, ha ha.

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Welcome to Maya's World of Music!

Come to my window, Crawl inside, wait by the light of the moon, Come to my window, I'll be home soon.../M.E.

Hey there everybody, especially those of you-us who have lost someone dear to a tragic and/or redundant death. I'll be honest with you, on rare occasions i'm speacless, and this is one of them. what can i write, its just too sad for words. But i guess i'll give it a try, god only knows how hard it is to write this words about Inbal and what happened to her.

Three months ago, a fire started from an "accident". An accident that took the lives of dozens of people. On that morning Inbal was preparing a lecture she was suppose to give later that day, on one of her courses. In the beginning of the year she had joined the Israely Prison Service, as a criminologist, she wanted to work with prisoners: to help rehabilitate them, and at the time of the fire, she was a cadet. early that day, Inbal phoned her mom and asked of her to light a candle for her, cause she had stage fright. But she never had the chance to give that lecture cause she and her class mates went on the bus of death. They were supposed to help to evacuate a prison from the fire, but they never got there. The bus drove straight to the fire and 40 people died-Inbal was one of them. Beautiful, 26 years old Inbal, with so much life and spirit in her, so many dreams and such love with her partner-Nir-who these days is a dead man walking.

One of our friends said that she still awaits for a phone call from Inbal in which she would laugh at us and say: "Hey suckers, it was a joke, it wasn't me. come on-you really think that something like this would happen to me. I'm here, i'm alive and kicking". All that is left to say is that we all still wait for that, we haven't lost hope.

The show today will be dedicated to Inbal. There's lots more that i can say about Inbal as a person and that damned fire, but no more. this is how we should remember her.