A serenity and immense a concern permanent. In Leonard Cohen coexisted well these two traits, the seemingly opposite. This is why we can hear it today in the loop, singing “Hineni, hineni, I’m ready my Lord! > > > > ” the song that gave the title to his last album, You Want It Darker, released less than a month ago (October 21) and there is so much of sadness as of serene farewell while listening to your familiar voice. Leonard Cohen has had a great life. And a good portion of it was shared with thousands of people all over the world over the years.
Unease as. That led, in the 90s, after the riots which set fire to several neighborhoods in Los Angeles where she lived (and where he died at the age of 82 years, on Thursday, 10) to take refuge in the community of the zen of Mount Baldy, in the mountains of California, where I would wake up daily before sunrise and drove his master and friend Joshu Saski Roshi, always learning with it. Even in the silence. Ali, Leonard Cohen has earned the name the initial stage, that is, “the quiet.” In Cohen, in his work, joins the jewish tradition of his family heritage and knowledge of oriental buddhism or taoism. Words and silences. Not had to make choices to accumulate experience.
Will forever be known as a musician, remembered as the writer of songs that would become, in life, a monument of popular music around the world. But before we hear his voice serious and calm on a first disk (Songs of Leonard Cohen, 1967) it seemed that his career would follow the other paths. In 1956, at the age of 22, he published the book of poems Let Us Compare Mythologies. To be followed by many others, including the controversial Flowers for Hitler, as early as 1964. Also his two novels were released before the first record: The Favorite Game, in 1963 and Beautiful Losers, in 1966 (both translated into Portuguese). But, in spite of their critical success, the meager sales they showed him that he could not live of the literature.
the discovery of The music of Bob Dylan, in the mid-60s, was the determining factor – announced, even to your friends that would be “the Dylan the canadian”. On the way to Nashville, the music capital of folk/country, would be held in a large trap called New York city, chaotic and exciting. The years spent there at the Hotel Chelsea (immortalized in one of his most popular songs) would you change your life, but in the circuit of bars of Greenwich Village came to listen, saying that he was too old to start a career in music. Even after you released the debut album, the success that seemed assured. “On a scale of alienation, Cohen is somewhere between Schopenhauer and Bob Dylan, two other prominent poets of pessimism,” wrote a critic of the New York Times, not a particularly conquered. But songs like Suzanne, So Long, Marianne or Sisters of Mercy, all in this remarkable debut album, would be for ever.
In fact, Leonard Cohen never would be a poet inspired by Greece (especially the small island of Hydra, his muse, where in 1960 he bought a house for 1500 dollars) and is passionate about beautiful women. When found at the Hotel Raphael, in Paris, in 2001, a time when returning to the disks (Ten New Songs) after a gap of nine years, (The Future, 1992), he told us that, with a modesty disarming: “poetry is a verdict given by others in relation to our work. Usually given by others over several generations. And I never planned, never would, enter in that category of poets – or would know how. If my work is considered, this verdict is going to be done long after I die. Not worth the wait”. The process is now in progress. Cohen has not fulfilled the promise that he made in one of the last public appearances: “my intentions are to live forever.” Or maybe you knew well what I was saying.
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