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This has reminded me that it's years since I read 'Beautiful Losers'. I'm probably old enough to understand it now!

Margot has just reminded me of another beauty of Leonard's, A Thousand Kisses Deep so I've just put it on and am listening as I type.
Soooooo mellow.

K

tour dates Uzzi, any good?
http://www.leonardcohen.com/tour.cgi

Rose if I can I will cos I can get in on a freebie just need him close !

*sighs*

I am so jealous, I probably have more Cohen songs then anyone apart from him and you go and see him !

So glad you enjoyed the evening ( how could you not ).

It was wonderful Uzzi :)) try and see him if you possibly can !

sos Rose I must have been having a pensioners away day :-)

Now in Vienna there's ten pretty women
There's a shoulder where death comes to cry.
There's a lobby with nine hundred windows.
There's a tree where the doves go to die.
There's a piece that was torn from the morning,
and it hangs in the Gallery of Frost --
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Take this waltz, take this waltz,
take this waltz with the clamp on its jaws.

I want you, I want you, I want you
on a chair with a dead magazine.
In the cave at the tip of the lily,
in some hallway where love's never been.
On a bed where the moon has been sweating,
in a cry filled with footsteps and sand --
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Take this waltz, take this waltz,
take its broken waist in your hand.

This waltz, this waltz, this waltz, this waltz
with its very own breath
of brandy and death,
dragging its tail in the sea.

There's a concert hall in Vienna
where your mouth had a thousand reviews.
There's a bar where the boys have stopped talking,
they've been sentenced to death by the blues.
Ah, but who is it climbs to your picture
with a garland of freshly cut tears?
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Take this waltz, take this waltz,
take this waltz, it's been dying for years.

There's an attic where children are playing,
where I've got to lie down with you soon,
in a dream of Hungarian lanterns,
in the mist of some sweet afternoon.
And I'll see what you've chained to your sorrow,
all your sheep and your lilies of snow --
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Take this waltz, take this waltz,
with its "I'll never forget you, you know!"

And I'll dance with you in Vienna,
I'll be wearing a river's disguise.
The hyacinth wild on my shoulder,
my mouth on the dew of your thighs.
And I'll bury my soul in a scrapbook,
with the photographs there, and the moss.
And I'll yield to the flood of your beauty,
my cheap violin and my cross.
And you'll carry me down on your dancing
to the pools that you lift on your wrist --
O my love, O my love
Take this waltz, take this waltz,
it's yours now. It's all that there is.

nudged for Uzzi :))

The Webb sisters are brilliant too aren't they Rose.

Off to play my Leonard Cohen again....so relaxing and the backing/band is second to none

Lucky you,Rose,I'm glad you had a wonderful time.

I've got about 4 of his CD's, I often play my favourite songs of his-

"So Long,Marianne", "Suzanne", "Hey,That's No Way To Say Good-bye"
and "The Master Song" .When I got out his CD's I realised that I haven't played "In My Secret Life" and "A Thousand Kisses Deep" for ages,I must do that.He sings really deep on those 2 songs.I don't know "Hallelujah" at all.I have never seen him perform live, he must be great for his age,to perform so well on stage.

I'm off to play some more Leonard Cohen songs.


xx Margot.

edited, posted twice.

He sang it perfectly Suemaid :))

We were talking to a lady after the show, and she said that if he sings anywhere next year, she will travel to see him...no matter if she has to go toCanada,
her OH paled somewhat I thought lol

I have just looked at the rest of his tour dates for this year... punishing really, I know he will be well looked after en route, but still a lot of travelling and performing. And every audience will be like last night's, so reluctant to let him leave!...

Love this song -


Now I've heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
It goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah

Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew her
She tied you
To a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

You say I took the name in vain
I don't even know the name
But if I did, well really, what's it to you?
There's a blaze of light
In every word
It doesn't matter which you heard
The holy or the broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

I did my best, it wasn't much
I couldn't feel, so I tried to touch
I've told the truth, I didn't come to fool you
And even though
It all went wrong
I'll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah



Sue xx

"I loved you for a long, long time
I know this love is real
It dont matter how it all went wrong
That dont change the way I feel
And I cant believe that times
Gonna heal this wound Im speaking of
There aint no cure,
There aint no cure,
There aint no cure for love.

Im aching for you baby
I cant pretend Im not
I need to see you naked
In your body and your thought
Ive got you like a habit
And Ill never get enough
There aint no cure,
There aint no cure,
There aint no cure for love

There aint no cure for love
There aint no cure for love
All the rocket ships are climbing through the sky
The holy books are open wide
The doctors working day and night
But theyll never ever find that cure for love
There aint no drink no drug
(ah tell them, angels)
Theres nothing pure enough to be a cure for love

I see you in the subwayand I see you on the bus
I see you lying down with me, I see you waking up
I see your hand, I see your hair
Your bracelets and your brush
And I call to you, I call to you
But I dont call soft enough
There aint no cure,
There aint no cure,
There aint no cure for love

I walked into this empty church I had no place else to go
When the sweetest voice I ever heard, whispered to my soul
I dont need to be forgiven for loving you so much
Its written in the scriptures
Its written there in blood
I even heard the angels declare it from above
There aint no cure,
There aint no cure,
There aint no cure for love

There aint no cure for love
There aint no cure for love
All the rocket ships are climbing through the sky
The holy books are open wide
The doctors working day and night
But theyll never ever find that cure,
That cure for love"

Glad you had such a good time Rose
xx

He spoke the first lines of this, but the Webb sisters sang it, one of them playing the harp.... beautiful


"If It Be Your Will"

If it be your will
That I speak no more
And my voice be still
As it was before
I will speak no more
I shall abide until
I am spoken for
If it be your will
If it be your will
That a voice be true
From this broken hill
I will sing to you
From this broken hill
All your praises they shall ring
If it be your will
To let me sing
From this broken hill
All your praises they shall ring
If it be your will
To let me sing

If it be your will
If there is a choice
Let the rivers fill
Let the hills rejoice
Let your mercy spill
On all these burning hearts in hell
If it be your will
To make us well

And draw us near
And bind us tight
All your children here
In their rags of light
In our rags of light
All dressed to kill
And end this night
If it be your will

If it be your will."

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RygLzY2xOVA

Also one of the things I particularly liked was his respect for his musicians, all of them were introduced several times and their individual skills showcased.

Thanks all,

yes he did sing 'Hallelujah' SueMaid,

Stella, when he sang 'I'm your man' I think many many ladies in the audience were tempted to rush the stage ;)

I can't pick a favourite song, but I do like 'Take this waltz'...they are all so good lol.

xx

Rose I am so glad you had such a great time....I just knew you would.
And thanks for putting up this thread.
K


I believe that you heard your master sing
when I was sick in bed.
I suppose that he told you everything
that I keep locked away in my head.
Your master took you travelling,
well at least that's what you said.
And now do you come back to bring
your prisoner wine and bread?

You met him at some temple, where
they take your clothes at the door.
He was just a numberless man in a chair
who'd just come back from the war.
And you wrap up his tired face in your hair
and he hands you the apple core.
Then he touches your lips now so suddenly bare
of all the kisses we put on some time before.