As a musician, Cohen defies the greats. His low melodic vocals, flavoured with pain, seasoned by love, softened by solitude; are enough to bring tears to stone. The first time I heard “Hallelujah“ my thoughts went silent, and my heart swelled with ecstasy. Those woody vibrations of an old Buddhist singing his skeletons out of the closet are a thing of fantasy. Here Frequently covered, and never equalled; Leonard Cohen is a ripple in time.
In short, ladies and gentlemen, this one man has it all. Be you child or beyond; we all look on in awe. Leonard Cohen is easily one of the greatest musicians alive. His astounding quality of imagination, and honest stamina put Cohen on a stage above any other. As Lou Reed put it, “We are lucky to be alive at the same time Leonard Cohen is.”
In the darker months that this country paints, in tones of snow, wind, and worse than usual drivers; it’s a necessity to gain perspective on pain and sorrow. If only to keep yourself stable emotionally, while still maintaining honest composure. Stepping calmly from the wildest inner reaches of our hearts is a man who is more deeply in tune than even Dylan. More dynamically resonant than Cash. Indeed, Leonard Cohen is perhaps the “prime mover” for the Canadian Music Scene as we know it. As recently as April 1st of 2011 he was awarded the 9th Glenn Gould Prize for “enriching the human condition through arts and innovation”. The decision was unanimous, an international panel of judges said “His poetry and music transcend national boundaries”.
As a poet, Leonard was first published in 1956, as a student at McGill University in Montreal, and since, his compositions have touched the world over. Certainly there have been trials and hardships. From his incredible relationship with Suzanne Elrod, to the betrayal of Kelley Lynch in 2005. Cohen stands as a beacon to the art community. Through it all he has provided nothing but the best in his ability to capture and relate the complex intricacies of human emotion. There is no doubt that his parabolic autobiography “The Favourite Game“ is a marvel of untainted personal perspective; that the poetry coerced by the same sojourn on Greece’s Hydra Island is nothing short of a monument to the potential depth of soulful communication.
“Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything
That’s how the light gets in.”
-Anthem by Leonard Cohen
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