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I ache in the places where I used to play
And I'm crazy for love but I'm not coming on
I'm just paying my rent every day
Oh in the Tower of Song
I said to Hank Williams: how lonely does it get?
Hank Williams hasn't answered yet
But I hear him coughing all night long
A hundred floors above me
In the Tower of Song
I was born like this, I had no choice
I was born with the gift of a golden voice
And twenty-seven angels from the Great Beyond
They tied me to this table right here
In the Tower of Song
So you can stick your little pins in that voodoo doll
I'm very sorry, baby, doesn't look like me at all
I'm standing by the window where the light is strong
Ah they don't let a woman kill you
Not in the Tower of Song
Now you can say that I've grown bitter but of this you may be sure
The rich have got their channels in the bedrooms of the poor
And there's a mighty judgement coming, but I may be wrong
You see, you hear these funny voices
In the Tower of Song
I see you standing on the other side
I don't know how the river got so wide
I loved you baby, way back when
And all the bridges are burning that we might have crossed
But I feel so close to everything that we lost
We'll never have to lose it again
Now I bid you farewell, I don't know when I'll be back
There moving us tomorrow to that tower down the track
But you'll be hearing from me baby, long after I'm gone
I'll be speaking to you sweetly
From a window in the Tower of Song
Yeah my friends are gone and my hair is grey
I ache in the places where I used to play
And I'm crazy for love but I'm not coming on
I'm just paying my rent every day
Oh in the Tower of Song
Play music not clever narrations cohen is the worst
Listen to the end... it gives the answer to the mysteries.
10->11
They're moving us tomorrow to that tower down the track
But you'll be hearing from me baby, long after I'm gone
I'll be speaking to you sweetly
From a window in the Tower of Song
Another round of Red Needles please.
https://cohencentric.com/2015/07/11/leonard-cohen-on-the-preparation-of-his-red-needle-cocktail-its-effect-on-recording-sessions/
I don't see how someone with no talent can create a song that becomes so many people's favourite song of all time. I mean, if nothing else he has a wicked talent for writing popular songs. That, and he's awesome.
The downside of Canadian Content.
Very nice comment.
There is this feature called PSD. Easier than flaming...give it a try.
I was born like this, I had no choice
I was born with the gift of a golden voice
And twenty-seven angels from the Great Beyond
They tied me to this table right here
In the Tower of Song
Only an '8' ...?
That is fixable!
Quiet understated clarity.
An acquired taste, LC.
Sorry but L.C. is some real dog shit
and YOU, belong UNDER the pile......
peter_james_bond wrote:
You're listening but you are not hearing....the rest of us hear the brilliance. Check out these lyrics:
Well my friends are gone and my hair is grey
I ache in the places where I used to play
And Im crazy for love but Im not coming on
Im just paying my rent every day
Oh in the tower of song
I said to hank williams: how lonely does it get?
Hank williams hasnt answered yet
But I hear him coughing all night long
A hundred floors above me
In the tower of song
I was born like this, I had no choice
I was born with the gift of a golden voice
And twenty-seven angels from the great beyond
They tied me to this table right here
In the tower of song
So you can stick your little pins in that voodoo doll
Im very sorry, baby, doesnt look like me at all
Im standing by the window where the light is strong
Ah they dont let a woman kill you
Not in the tower of song
Now you can say that Ive grown bitter but of this you may be sure
The rich have got their channels in the bedrooms of the poor
And theres a mighty judgement coming, but I may be wrong
You see, you hear these funny voices
In the tower of song
I see you standing on the other side
I dont know how the river got so wide
I loved you baby, way back when
And all the bridges are burning that we might have crossed
But I feel so close to everything that we lost
Well never have to lose it again
Now I bid you farewell, I dont know when Ill be back
There moving us tomorrow to that tower down the track
But youll be hearing from me baby, long after Im gone
Ill be speaking to you sweetly
From a window in the tower of song
Yeah my friends are gone and my hair is grey
I ache in the places where I used to play
And Im crazy for love but Im not coming on
Im just paying my rent every day
Oh in the tower of song
Miss you so much, Cynaera... love this song...
it is always good to see you around here, peter_james_bond...
Hank Williams hasn't answered yet "
metod wrote:
For his fans out there...a beautiful, close to heart interview he did with Jian Gomeshi in Montreal a few years ago.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ugh8Xe6hX7U
Well said...and I concurr
I agree you guys...
Let's go have a drink.
I know a little place called the Saloon in Minturn, Colorado.
Meet you there in 15 minutes.
Me without my methadone again....
" I was born like this and can't help it" - I Don't think that's an excuse lol!
For his fans out there...a beautiful, close to heart interview he did with Jian Gomeshi in Montreal a few years ago.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ugh8Xe6hX7U
Well said...and I concurr
For his fans out there...a beautiful, close to heart interview he did with Jian Gomeshi in Montreal a few years ago.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ugh8Xe6hX7U
Reminds me of Bob Dylan's "Desolation Row" (similar endless lyrics) or Lou Reed's "Walk on the wild side".
(And the coloured girls go
Doo do doo, doo do doo, doo do doo
...)
Have you heard the live version, on Live in London? Has one of the greatest punchlines ever.
then dropping that bag into the Aruban sea! FOREVER - FOR GOOD! ULTIMATELY!
PS
Talking Heads not to forget!
All that is possible for you without messing with what I like, thank you very much.
then dropping that bag into the Aruban sea! FOREVER - FOR GOOD! ULTIMATELY!
PS
Talking Heads not to forget!
peter_james_bond wrote:
You're listening but you are not hearing....the rest of us hear the brilliance. Check out these lyrics:
Well my friends are gone and my hair is grey
I ache in the places where I used to play
And Im crazy for love but Im not coming on
Im just paying my rent every day
Oh in the tower of song
I said to hank williams: how lonely does it get?
Hank williams hasnt answered yet
But I hear him coughing all night long
A hundred floors above me
In the tower of song
I was born like this, I had no choice
I was born with the gift of a golden voice
And twenty-seven angels from the great beyond
They tied me to this table right here
In the tower of song
So you can stick your little pins in that voodoo doll
Im very sorry, baby, doesnt look like me at all
Im standing by the window where the light is strong
Ah they dont let a woman kill you
Not in the tower of song
Now you can say that Ive grown bitter but of this you may be sure
The rich have got their channels in the bedrooms of the poor
And theres a mighty judgement coming, but I may be wrong
You see, you hear these funny voices
In the tower of song
I see you standing on the other side
I dont know how the river got so wide
I loved you baby, way back when
And all the bridges are burning that we might have crossed
But I feel so close to everything that we lost
Well never have to lose it again
Now I bid you farewell, I dont know when Ill be back
There moving us tomorrow to that tower down the track
But youll be hearing from me baby, long after Im gone
Ill be speaking to you sweetly
From a window in the tower of song
Yeah my friends are gone and my hair is grey
I ache in the places where I used to play
And Im crazy for love but Im not coming on
Im just paying my rent every day
Oh in the tower of song
uh...hmmmm? Have any random facts about wooden shutters to share too?
Or a bottle of Scotch and a pack of Players plain no filters.
IMHO, definitely shows you from where M. Ward received a lot of his influence. . .
Leonard by *Michaeldavitt
Michaeldavitt Drew MaGilicutty ©2009-2010 *Michaeldavitt
Everything is right about Leonard Cohen and band!Red Rocks Amphitheatre @ - Morrison @ ,CO @ - Thu, Jun 4, 2009 @
Favorite moment: Cohen skipping on and off stage- that's right- skipping!! @ Posted 07/15/2009 by Kingkoncert This Fan's ReviewsLocation: Rocky MountainsFeatured Review Leonard Cohen, Red Rocks, Morrison, June 4, 2009.By KingkoncertFaith. Let's start with that.
The Leonard Cohen concert at Red Rocks on June 4 went a long way toward restoring my faith in the concert setting as a source of personal inspiration. I've become used to so much loud, brash rock and roll pounding up the hillside, pulsing with more adrenalin than art, that an event geared a completely different direction was refreshing and rejuvenating. If I can see any more concerts like Cohen's Red Rocks show again- a very stirring and satisfying experience- I wouldn't want to pass it up- it was so sublime.That was the first thing that struck me when I arrived at Red Rocks- there wasn't any music booming out of the speakers to pump people up. All you could hear was the murmur of patrons talking among themselves, patiently waiting for the event to begin. The relative quiet was striking indeed, especially once the concert began. I was astonished to note that the majority of people were sitting and listening- not stonefaced, mind you, but intent on HEARING the music, a novel idea in most big concert situations. Sure, there were some annoying talkers and yellers in the crowd, but they were relatively few and isolated. The rest of the audience exhibited a kind of concentration on the music that helped restore my faith in people- you can take some of them out in public to hear music and they can act civilly to each other.It should be said that the concert on June 4 was a postponed date. The original concert was scheduled for June 2, but excessive rain and abnormally low temperatures prompted the postponement. The crowd that did show up on June 4 was significantly thinned out from those who had tickets for the original scheduled date. So much so, that ushers in the upper third of the amphitheatre invited patrons to move down closer- kind of an unprecedented offer at Red Rocks. The crowd filled in the seats below and roughly half the venue was full when Cohen took the stage. This restored my faith that it is possible to see a major music event without having people jammed up against you, yelling in your ear.On this night, the weather cooperated and it was a fine, beautiful Colorado night, the wind picking up only towards the end of the show- certainly sweetening the deal already made great by being able to see a rare concert date with Cohen. The calm air and the rocks themselves served to accentuate the finely crafted, deliberate music being played on the stage. As stated, most concerts project with a kind of sonic aggression aimed at overpowering the audience. Cohen's music, however, was too cool and collected for that and my faith in Red Rocks as a world-class venue was restored as nearly every word and every note was clear and balanced- something that can hardly be discerned at higher volume- and what wasn't perfect about the venue that night was evidently made up for by Cohen, his band and his technicians. It was gorgeous sound.But more than just the sound, the band was fulfilling some gorgeous arrangements of a huge swath of Cohen's best material. From the warm, mellow sound of Neil Larsen at the Hammond organ to the impressive woodwind diversity of Dino Soldo; Bob Metzger's tasteful guitar work to Rafael Bernardo Gayol's tasteful drums and percussion support; from the exciting Spanish stylings of Javier Mas on guitar, banduria and more to the beautiful mix of supporting vocals by Cohen's songwriting collaborator Sharon Robinson and Charley Webb and Hattie Webb, every part was in place, every note deliberate, yet performed with vigor and meaning. All of this was under the musical direction of bassist Roscoe Beck who bobbed enthusiastically behind Cohen throughout the evening at Red Rocks. This ensemble should be remembered as one of the finest touring bands of our time, restoring my faith that there are still musicians out there who can not only play their instruments well, but can also blend their playing into that of others to make MUSIC.But above and beyond the exceptional conditions and skilled musicianship, the Cohen concert was a rich experience because being able to just sit back and listen and take in the words of the songs was a bonus pleasure. And that's where it got deep, too. Cohen's lyrics are poetry in disguise and as they rolled up the amphitheatre, some lines would catch in the ear and linger until another one did the same thing. Enjoying Cohen's performance didn't necessarily depend on any one song to succeed, but offered a constant flow of language that brimmed over with alluring images and clever turns of phrase. The songs were full of gritty darkness, even horror, but also tenderness and beauty- as well as some very dry humor. Towards the end of the show I fantasized that Cohen was actually a painter and each song was a painting- something you had to look at and study in both detail and a bigger view, prompting the desire to hear all of it again. Presented with such interesting pieces of art, my faith was restored in songform for supplying poignant words and memorable melodies that have continued to give pause, however vaguely, long after the concert.Watching Cohen perform on stage was also a particular pleasure. He began most tunes by kneeling down low to the stage, bringing himself up slowly. He didn't particularly move around the stage a lot, but when he did move, it seemed motivated by the drama in the material, accentuating it ever so gracefully. His voice was deep and resonant, made strong by his current touring effort. I liked his gentle between song patter and how he kept referring to the audience as "my friends." Even better, I liked how whenever he left the stage, he broke into a big, loping skip. He had every reason to be happy, musically anyway, because this performance, this tour was not just a revival of his work, but a refinement and even an artistic realization of it. At 74 years old, Cohen seems to be enjoying a peak point in his career and that restores my faith in growing older.So what was so great about the Cohen concert? All sorts of elements, but the biggest benefit from the event was that it strengthened my faith in general. I'm a little bit stronger person than I was before the show- and good art should be able to do that. Cohen presented some great art at Red Rocks and I came away feeling better, somehow more ready to face the future. So this ends up being about the future, not about an event that is over. Thanks to Cohen and band, I am looking ahead with a little bit more soul than I had before and there's a new faith I can claim in music, poetry and joining together with others to share a good time.Red Rocks Amphitheatre @ - Morrison @ ,CO @ - Thu, Jun 4, 2009 @ Favorite moment: Cohen skipping on and off stage- that's right- skipping!! @
That's interesting. 'Cause that's exactly how I feel about Ray Lamontaigne (SP?) - who I would dearly like to kick in the pants. But somehow I can still see how others would really like his music.
(Love this, by the way.)
Sorry but L.C. is some real dog shit
"With the 1966 release of In My Life by Judy Collins, containing Leonard Cohens Suzanne and Dress Rehearsal Rag, Cohen became a folk rock icon of the singer songwriter movement. Already an acclaimed poet and novelist in his native Canada, Cohen moved to New York in 1967 and released his classic album Songs of Leonard Cohen on Columbia Records. Its music launched Leonard Cohen into the highest and most influential echelon of songwriters. Cohens elegiac work is widely used in film and covered by artists from Jeff Buckley to Bono to Bob Dylan to R.E.M. As Kurt Cobain said, Give me a Leonard Cohen afterworld so I can sigh eternally."
Damien Rice sings "Hallelujah" Live-acoustic.
Buhbye.
HILARIOUS! I am laughing out loud... thank you
Buhbye.
how was the show!? i soooo wanted to catch him on his small tour this summer but didn't get the chance
The show was great. It was a smaller, shorter set (~1:15 hr.), but we got the real deal.
I think you may get a chance to see Mr. Cohen again this year. He's apparently adopting the Bob Dylan/Willie Nelson model of the "endless tour".
Being ripped off and broke can do that to a fellow.
Thank you, it's all come clear to me now!
Another convert to the Dark Side.
how was the show!? i soooo wanted to catch him on his small tour this summer but didn't get the chance
Is it a bit like the 'force' you either have it or you don't! I certainly don't have it!
Some people don't 'get' Hendrix, either. All they hear is self-indulgent noise.
It's all in what you like I suppose...
It's all about the lyrics. He has written some of the most profound and beautiful lyrics I've ever heard. He's a singing poet.
Thank you, it's all come clear to me now!
Which, pray tell, album was that on?
It's on the Rollercoaster EP.
The "single version" is available as an MP3 on Amazon for 99 cents.
https://www.amazon.com/Tower-Of-Song-Single-Version/dp/B001GGZHIM/ref=sr_f2_1?ie=UTF8&s=dmusic&qid=1235576223&sr=102-1
It's all about the lyrics. He has written some of the most profound and beautiful lyrics I've ever heard. He's a singing poet.
You're listening but you are not hearing....the rest of us hear the brilliance.
Is it a bit like the 'force' you either have it or you don't! I certainly don't have it!
What exactly is it that puts this guy into the "god-like" category with some of you?
The casio-like, repetitive music? The non-singing talk? The very low, somber voice that makes me feel like I'm listening to some old guy talking at the podium at somebody's wake?
You're listening but you are not hearing....the rest of us hear the brilliance. Check out these lyrics:
Well my friends are gone and my hair is grey
I ache in the places where I used to play
And Im crazy for love but Im not coming on
Im just paying my rent every day
Oh in the tower of song
I said to hank williams: how lonely does it get?
Hank williams hasnt answered yet
But I hear him coughing all night long
A hundred floors above me
In the tower of song
I was born like this, I had no choice
I was born with the gift of a golden voice
And twenty-seven angels from the great beyond
They tied me to this table right here
In the tower of song
So you can stick your little pins in that voodoo doll
Im very sorry, baby, doesnt look like me at all
Im standing by the window where the light is strong
Ah they dont let a woman kill you
Not in the tower of song
Now you can say that Ive grown bitter but of this you may be sure
The rich have got their channels in the bedrooms of the poor
And theres a mighty judgement coming, but I may be wrong
You see, you hear these funny voices
In the tower of song
I see you standing on the other side
I dont know how the river got so wide
I loved you baby, way back when
And all the bridges are burning that we might have crossed
But I feel so close to everything that we lost
Well never have to lose it again
Now I bid you farewell, I dont know when Ill be back
There moving us tomorrow to that tower down the track
But youll be hearing from me baby, long after Im gone
Ill be speaking to you sweetly
From a window in the tower of song
Yeah my friends are gone and my hair is grey
I ache in the places where I used to play
And Im crazy for love but Im not coming on
Im just paying my rent every day
Oh in the tower of song
What exactly is it that puts this guy into the "god-like" category with some of you?
The casio-like, repetitive music? The non-singing talk? The very low, somber voice that makes me feel like I'm listening to some old guy talking at the podium at somebody's wake?
I don't completely disagree.
I think Leonard's stuff is best interpreted by others.
Check out REM's First We Take Manhattan or John Cale's Hallelujah —- that might help.
Which, pray tell, album was that on?
Try the B-side of the "Rollercoaster" single, or the "Sound of Speed" compilation. Happy to be of service!
What exactly is it that puts this guy into the "god-like" category with some of you?
The casio-like, repetitive music? The non-singing talk? The very low, somber voice that makes me feel like I'm listening to some old guy talking at the podium at somebody's wake?
what a boredom, why people like it? i reallly don't know!
Casiotone - nay. Feedback - yay.
Which, pray tell, album was that on?
What exactly is it that puts this guy into the "god-like" category with some of you?
The casio-like, repetitive music? The non-singing talk? The very low, somber voice that makes me feel like I'm listening to some old guy talking at the podium at somebody's wake?
Yep, it's that. You nailed it.
(I did rate it 10, "god-like" but I see the average is 6 or so).
What exactly is it that puts this guy into the "god-like" category with some of you?
The casio-like, repetitive music? The non-singing talk? The very low, somber voice that makes me feel like I'm listening to some old guy talking at the podium at somebody's wake?
False blackitude!? Wow.
Play music not clever narrations cohen is the worst
Stop whining like a little crybaby and hit the PSD button.
Maybe you'll get lucky and get some Nickelback.