According to the Talmud

I’m the bandleader of Yiddishe Cup, a klezmer band in Cleveland, Ohio. At about one-third of our gigs, the clients forget their checkbooks. The clients are all wound up in the simcha-tude of the moment¬† and don’t have “paying the band” on their minds.

According to the Talmud, day-laborers are supposed to get paid the same day they work. Doesn’t always work that way.

I pay my guys — my musicians — anyhow. We’re middle-aged musicians.¬† We’re not young dudes with the luxury of starving to death. Nobody in Yiddishe Cup is a doctor. Everybody thinks a klez band is full of musicians who are doctors and lawyers. Not always the case.

About the Author
Bert Stratton is a musician and landlord in Cleveland, Ohio. He is an occasional contributor to the New York Times, Jerusalem Post, Cleveland Plain Dealer and City Journal. Byliner chose his essay "The Landlord's Tale" as one of the best magazine articles of 2012. He blogs at "Klezmer Guy: Real Music & Real Estate."
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