Four months into my blogging re-emergence and I’m surprised that I haven’t written about Leonard Cohen yet. He’s been a constant on my journey for a quarter of a century, first introduced to me by a friend. We used to go back to her house after pub closing time and indulge ourselves in late night maudlin sessions. Hard to believe for someone who now thinks that 10:30 is a late night.
Leonard has a reputation for being a bit miserable and okay, his earlier works can be a little dour and mournful. But his humour often shines through in those perfectly crafted lyrics. And like myself, he seemed to get perkier and perkier with advancing years.
Here’s my favourite track of all time, played live in London. I was there! You can hear me on the soundtrack album whooping away as I was fairly near the front. ‘That’s you, Mummy’. said Louis when he first heard it played. I was going through a bout of depression at that time. On that night Leonard cheered me up for three hours, a perfect light in a storm. Here’s my favourite track of all that contains lessons that have stayed with me in life.
Leonard Cohen passed just over five years ago now. That day, I was with someone who’d never heard of him. They were bemused by my tears. Yet other people knew how much his music meant to me. On the day his death was announced I got loads of commiserations, like the one from my ex-husband when I phoned make childcare arrangements. ‘I’m sorry your man has died.’