BS”D
Let me tell you something, holy brothers and sisters…the year was 1990, I went to a shul on the West Side to hear the holy Reb Shlomo sing….mamash you know, it was called the West Side Institutional Synagogue, and let me tell you, most of the audience and also the performers were looking like they just walked out from an institution…it was mamash a gevald, so holy, for an hour he was so holy, Reb Shlomo, he jumped up and made noise and then, oy, it was so holy, so special, he had an hour and a half intermission and oy, such a gevald, there were only three of us who were normal and came for the music, me and two bochurim from Flatbush, and we were sitting in like a triangle near each other, and oy, it was mamash a gevald, so special, so high, so holy, how he went around during the intermission and kissed all those holy, so special, so high, freak sisters with the peace signs on their cheeks and let me tell you, this was 1990 but it looked like 1968…oy, such a gevald, too holy for me so I had with me a magazine to pass the time and when I was finished reading it he was still going on kissing all the holy maidelach so, oy, it was mamash too holy for me and mamash an hour and a half shoyn…so I walked out to get a slice of pizza, never to return.
Oy, he was so holy, let me tell you…but the audience was even holier, oy a gevald, so many holes in their head from two straight decades of you know what it is holy mushrooms for breakfast….not like the mushrooms I had on that pizza, but such holy, such special, such high mushrooms, you eat a few and you mamash see how holy, how special, such a gevald, you see such holiness…
The only redeeming feature about some of his recordings is that we can (almost) listen to them during sfira but they get repetitive after about the first time.