Aliyah aliyah
A Jew moving to Israel. Literally, "going up." is like a good pop song. It looks silly and trite on paper, until you’re there at the concert. Then, you’re just gaping at it all, with this dumbstruck-lovesick look on your face, as if to say, “oh, now I get it. But no, I can’t explain it.”
I mean, there are no power chords in aliyah. Not always. But still.
There totally are power chords. Friday night davening at the happy minyan in Mitzpe Nevo. Power chords right there.