Showing posts with label Leonard Cohen. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Leonard Cohen. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 23, 2016

More than a Broken Hallelujah: Leonard Cohen


Leonard Cohen: songwriter and poet.

Cohen has a song that is perhaps one of the most haunting songs ever recorded, appealing to a multi-generational audience. It’s always a new experience to hear those first few notes with the words, “Now I’ve heard there was a secret chord…”

Leonard Cohen
The song is “Hallelujah,” first recorded in 1984. Cohen, who occupies his own place in the rock pantheon somewhere in the vicinity of Bob Dylan, is best known for this song, and the best-known version of it is the one recorded by Jeff Buckley in 2009, which has had more than 74 million views on YouTube. If that weren’t enough, there’s even an entire book on the song, The Holy or the Broken: Leonard Cohen, Jeff Buckley & the Unlikely Ascent of "Hallelujah,” published by Alan Light in 2012.

While Buckley’s version may be the best known, singer Rufus Wainright’s version in the soundtrack for the movie Shrek (2001) introduced the song to tens of millions of people. And earlier this summer, Wainright recorded a version of the song with 1,500 people in an abandoned power station – and it’s one moving video.


To continue reading, please see my post today at TweetspeakPoetry.

Photograph: The last Jeff Buckley performing "Hallelujah."

Saturday, December 6, 2014

A Christmas Hallelujah


The band is Cloverton, and based in Manhattan. I heard this Wednesday when several people posted the video on Facebook. It was originally released in 2012.

At a time here in St. Louis when fear reigns, when nihilists and anarchists and thugs have joined legitimate protesters to capitalize on the chaos and upset, and a time when large part of our population seem to look to Katy Perry and Cher for spiritual guidance, this song is one we all need to hear.

Leonard Cohen might not agree, but this just might the way the song should be sung.




Top photograph: Cloverton.

Saturday, February 16, 2013

Broken Hallelujahs



Shards of hallelujahs
litter the floor, shredded like
waste paper, forgotten, not made

I was here once before,
walking on broken hallelujahs,
the cuts leaving a blood path

Hymn-less, I sing a song
bordered in gray, etched
in black, pushing my words

into the chorus of night, hearing
the broken response, the fading
echo of broken hallelujahs


Over at dVerse Poets, the Poetics prompt today is all about Leonard Cohen. To see more poems submitted, please visit dVerse Poets.

Painting: December by Gerhard Richter (1990), St. Louis Art Museum.