Bless craggy Leonard Cohen, the enigma, the romantic, the religious pervert in sackcloth and tailored suits, the servant of Montreal, the Juddhist. Bless him for his arrogance and his humility, and for opening the doors of the permissible and making the unthinkable possible. Cohen took the Old Testament, cold razor blades, liberal quantities of sex, and a brutal mocking honesty, and turned them all into song, a 37-year succession of waltzes, tangos and dirges. There's never been anybody like Lucky Lenny, as we... More >>>