I have let this supposedly occasional series slide into almost an annual series of posts.
I can’t pretend to be a massive fan of Leonard Cohen but he has always been there, in the background, popping up every now and then on the radio ( for example Lauren Laverne’s show on 6Music the other day) . Normally they play Hallelujah or Suzanne, rarely these days this particular song.Sometimes I put this album on, but not that often. I should listen to him more than I do because the man is very good.
This song reminds me of sitting one Sunday evening circa 1979 in the local town cinema with a crowd of hippies watching the movie of the same title, shown as the first part of a double bill where Pink Floyd Live at Pompeii was the main feature. The air was thick with patchouli, cigarette and dope smoke rising like a mist from the mostly long haired denim clad audience.
I had my number three haircut, Fred Perry and Desert Boots and 501s on. God knows what they made of me.
This is modern day poetry .
A Song By Leonard Cohen
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