NEW THIS YEAR:
We changed our location.

Shofar in The Park will be taking please at the Norman Landscape this year…

Escape to the Landscape.

Don’t live in the echo.
Live in the blast.

154 years: Central Park.

387 years: New York City.
5,773 years: Shofar blowing.
6,214 pounds: Yo Mama.

Central Park. A ram’s horn.

Where is this going?

Some things are made to (b)last.

The Jewish New Ear.

New Yorkers: Escape the honking for some blowing.

Join us in the park for a moment of noise.

Shofar is not so far.

Enter at 86th Street.

WHITENOISEshoWHITENOISEWHITENOfarISEWHITENOISEWblastHITENOISEWHITENOISE.

A Blast from The Past.

Your grandfather blew it.

We’ve been tooting our own horn for over 3,300 years.

And we’re pretty good at it.

We’ve been blowing the Shofar, a simple hollowed out ram’s horn, for thousands of years in celebration of Rosh Hashana, or the Head of the Year – also known as the birthday of humanity.

This September 29th, duck out of the New York City hubbub for an hour of refuge at the bandshell in Central Park. Return to a simpler, more essential state, together with fellow New Yorkers. Hear the stirring, unadulterated blasts of the Shofar as we reflect on our collective birthday. And walk away with a message that you were carrying all along.