“Ring the bells that still can ring, forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything. That’s how the light gets in…”
I first heard of Mr Cohen, when I was about ten years old. After being told what I should think of his music, I listened myself. When I did, it changed my life.
Suzanne. Suzanne lit a fire, a flaming beacon that changed my perspective on ‘singer-songwriters’. You could be dark, bleak, melancholy, if you want to be. Leonard Cohen’s baritone voice will forever be unique and beautiful. He had a grace and presence that was free from gimmicks, he was a pioneer, a wordsmith, a true original. He leaves behind a legacy of work that will inspire, intrigue and heal for years to come.
In this, a year of sorrow it seems, Leonard Cohen’s death is terribly unpredicted. But at the same time, yet another loss to a list of wondrous characters. Mr Cohen remarked recently that he was “ready to die”. It was hard to contemplate, hard to imagine a tower of literary, music and poetry to just, go.
But so long we must say. Let’s hope Marianne is waiting. Thank you.