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Published: Sep 16, 2005 01:41 PM
Tue - August 5, 2003
Bar Mitzvah Disco? What Kind of Mishigos Is This?
Two New York writers are preparing a
book on the bar mitzvah celebrations of the 1970s, 1980s, and early 1990s. Who
needs this type of tsuris?
Remember
the 1970s and the 1980s? The big hair, the tight pants, the upraised shirt
collars, and those unrequited crushes you had on Jennifer Beals or John
Travolta? I'm betting that you try to forget that era and wish everyone else
would forget it too.
Well, they won't if two New York City writers have their way. Nick Kroll and Jules Shell not only want to reminisce about those bygone times, they are writing a book about an undocumented social phenomenon that captured the excess and absurdity of a generation.
I am referring, of course, to the Disco Bar Mitzvah.
Don't tell me you can't recall the Disco Bar Mitzvah! The painfully detailed recreations of Studio 54 and the celebrity impersonators working party crowds were once rites of passage for many a Hebrew—and a positive reaffirmation of their own faith for non-Jew attendees.
With their book and their web site, Shell and Kroll hope to document a snippet of Jewish history and to kindle an opportunity to laugh at the awkwardness of adolescence. And while the two of them are busy writing, you might want to take a look at the site's photos—just to make certain that some well-meaning elder relative hasn't submitted any of you.
Well, they won't if two New York City writers have their way. Nick Kroll and Jules Shell not only want to reminisce about those bygone times, they are writing a book about an undocumented social phenomenon that captured the excess and absurdity of a generation.
I am referring, of course, to the Disco Bar Mitzvah.
Don't tell me you can't recall the Disco Bar Mitzvah! The painfully detailed recreations of Studio 54 and the celebrity impersonators working party crowds were once rites of passage for many a Hebrew—and a positive reaffirmation of their own faith for non-Jew attendees.
With their book and their web site, Shell and Kroll hope to document a snippet of Jewish history and to kindle an opportunity to laugh at the awkwardness of adolescence. And while the two of them are busy writing, you might want to take a look at the site's photos—just to make certain that some well-meaning elder relative hasn't submitted any of you.