Ring the Bells that Still Can Ring

November 11, 2016

 

I really wasn’t a big fan of Leonard Cohen‘s later work that everyone raves about, last 30 years or so.  If I’m missing something, enlighten me.

What I always remember from him is the first time I heard the song above as part of the track for “McCabe and Mrs Miller”, 1971, a Robert Altman film with Warren Beatty and Julie Christie, which I happened to see at the very beginning of adolesence’ darkest period. Perfect.

I do appreciate the lyrics to “Anthem” – which are not bad advice for any of us in times like these.

Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in everything
That’s how the light gets in.

Leonard Cohen

Bonus verses below.

As Mist Leaves no Scar

As the mist leaves no scar
On the dark green hill,
So my body leaves no scar
On you, nor ever will.

When wind and hawk encounter,
What remains to keep?
So you and I encounter,
Then turn, then fall to sleep.

As many nights endure
Without a moon or star,
So will we endure,
When one is gone and far.

Leonard Cohen

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2 Responses to “Ring the Bells that Still Can Ring”

  1. grindupbaker Says:

    2001 in my mid 50s when I bicycled a lot I’d get home 1 am Sunday, exhausted, and run “Waiting For The Miracle” on a tiny CD player next to my head and fall asleep. Those were the days.


  2. Good call, Peter. McCabe and Mrs. Miller also piqued my interest in Leonard Cohen. I remember seeing the trailer and liking the music. I was too young to go see the R-rated (or was it M back in those days?) film, so it was years before I actually got to see it. Then I got intrigued with Cohen’s music and poetic lyrics and later got started with his first album.

    The movie itself is remarkable for the way it turned western memes on their heads. No desert landscapes in Monument Valley, no cattle drives. Instead, wet muddy snowy mountains and a ramshackle town thrown up in a hurry around some mines–and gamblers and whores coming to cash in on the gold rush as much as the miners.

    I think Cohen’s newer music is every bit as poetic lyrically, but his voice devolved into a deep rough monotone growl that, while often very effective, lacked the sweetness that his younger voice lent. I’m trying to listen to some more Cohen, so I’ll be sure to report back on any of his newer stuff I can recommend. 😉

    “In the garbage, there are flowers.”


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