#4874 - Monday, March 25, 2013 -
Editor: Gloria Lee
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"Leonard
Himself Has Gone Beyond The Need Of Reviews"
Leonard Cohen at
the Fox Theater in Atlanta, Georgia ГвЂ
March 22, 2013
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By Vicki Woodyard
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Avoid the
flourish. Do not be afraid to be weak. Do not
be ashamed to be tired.
You look good when youГвЂre tired. You look
like you could go on forever. Now come
into my arms. You are the image of my beauty.
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~Leonard Cohen,
Death of a LadyГвЂs Man.
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What I witnessed
for over three and a half hours was a man and
his touring
company hard at work to deliver the goods
impeccably.
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Leonard himself
has gone beyond the need of reviews. The man
is a legend. He is, in
a sense, a blue-collar worker. Just like a
delivery man might come into a bar with a
box of 24 glasses and say, Г“HereГвЂs
your delivery,Г” ГвЂthus did Leonard take
center
stage and humbly deliver his body of work.
HeГвЂs your man. HeГвЂs Everyman.
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This was
unexpectedly added to the set list in Atlanta.
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I greet you from
the other side
Of sorrow and despair
With a love so vast and shattered
It will reach you everywhere
And I sing this for the captain
Whose ship has not been built
For the mother in confusion
Her cradle still unfilled
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For the heart with
no companion
For the soul without a king
For the prima ballerina
Who cannot dance to anything
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Through the days
of shame that are coming
Through the nights of wild distress
Tho' your promise count for nothing
You must keep it nonetheless
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You must keep it
for the captain
Whose ship has not been built
For the mother in confusion
Her cradle still unfilled
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For the heart with
no companion ...
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I greet you from
the other side ...
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Soft Soul
Kisses in The Dark
Oriah Mountain
Dreamer wrote of her experience inВ a
December 2012 concert.
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Excerpt:
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Last night I sat
in the darkness of a huge stadium and once
again listened to
Leonard Cohen singing Г“Suzanne.Г” He
also sang Г“Halleluiah" and many of his
other
songs over the course of a three and a half
hour concert. He was. . . . shimmering
with the heat of presence, and the heart of
humility- companioned on stage by
fellow master musicians and singers.
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But the piece that
unexpectedly broke me open was Г“A Thousand
Kisses Deep.Г”
Maybe it was because he didnГвЂt sing it,
but simply recited it with a violin offering
soft sustained notes beneath his resonant
voice. Maybe it was the miracle of sitting
in the dark with thirty thousand other people
who were listening in rapt silence to
a Canadian poet recite a poem, reminding me of
the power of words. He held the
microphone close and became the words:
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Г“The ponies run, the girls are young,
The odds are there to beat.
You win a while, and then itГвЂs done ГвЂ
Your little winning streak.
And summoned now to deal
With your invincible defeat,
You live your life as if itГвЂs real,
A Thousand Kisses Deep. . . . Г”
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Suddenly, my face was wet with tears.
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Because itГвЂs so easy not to live Г“a
thousand kisses deep.Г” So easy to skim the
surface, to write about things instead of
letting the words hold the rawness of our
particular joys and our sorrows.
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Because itГвЂs hard to live a thousand
kisses deep, to face the smallness of our
lives
and the largeness of our loves; because it
requires courage to live with the
knowledge of our "invincible defeat" in both
the small daily things that undo our
resolve, and the knowledge of our mortality.
Because itГвЂs a little crazy, when asked
about your financial plan, to talk about the
book you're writing without
consideration for what is
Г“marketable,Г” for what can be
Г“leveraged for other
products and spin-offs.Г” Because living in
a secular culture with a passion for the
sacred and an awareness of the very real magic
that runs throughout life can make
you feel a little out of step with the world
around you.
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But for the soul there is no other way to
live, and all the fears, all the holding
back, all the attempts to be measured and
reasonable, to not pour the messy details
of the past, the wild dreams of the future,
and the full sensual experience of the
present onto the page just wonГвЂt cut it.
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Because not living our particular life, as
Leonard says, "as if itГвЂs real" leaves the
soul hungry and sad. And life is too precious
and too short not live to the edges and
the depths, not to live Г“A Thousand Kisses
Deep.Г”
Oriah (c) 2012