Last
night was Leonard Cohen's second stop of his never ending tour at
the Summer Festival in the genteel Northern Tuscany city of Lucca.
The first was in 2009. He made it to Piazza Santa Croce in Firenze in
2010.
"Draw us near
Bind us tight
All your children here
In our rags of light"
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The Maestro |
You know
the story already. Back in 2008 Leonard Cohen took to the road again
after a 15 year hiatus in order to remedy dire financial straits
brought about when his assistant Kelly Lynch siphoned his retirement
fund. When he stepped back onto the stage that spring for those
early Canadian and British dates little did he know that Lynch had
done him – and us – a favour. Reassured he still had an audience,
the experience sparked a creative renaissance realised in 2012s Old
Ideas album and triggered an appetite for live performance that
he claims never to have felt before.
Lucca has
it all – quaint charm, gentility and and sophistication, in spades.
The grand Piazza Napoleone (so named because Napoleon once ruled this
city) is a spectacular setting for the event and as we strolled to
soak up the atmosphere we were fortunate enough to witness the 5pm
sound check. A relaxed Cohen dressed in a loose fitting open-necked
light grey shirt, but still bearing the trade-mark trilby, led the
band through a bouncy I Can't Forget from 1988s I'm Your
Man album and a cover of the recently deceased George Jones
Choices, neither of which he performed that evening. He
stepped back and watched attentively as Sharon Robinson performed a
partial Alexandra Leaving and the Webb sisters gave their
version of If It Be Your Will an outing. Bidding adieu Leonard
explained that they were retiring to the dressing room to get
something to eat before the performance proper.
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The Afternoon Sound Check |
A brisk
Dance Me To The End of Love opened the proceedings as it has
at every Cohen concert for the past 28 years. In terms of song
selection the opening set has remained largely the same since 2008
with the addition of a couple of numbers from Old Ideas.
Someone was asking if this wasn't getting stale, but the anorak in me
is forced to point out that Bird On A Wire has reverted to
it's original lyric, Leonard having dropped the pleading “don't cry
no more/Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry no more/It's over/It's
finished/It's been paid for” which has been a feature of live
performances for a couple of decades or more. Musical or lyrical
variations provided enough to keep me interested even though the
songs remained the same. Special mention has to go to Lover,
Lover, Lover which has an astonishingly powerful new groove and a
very committed vocal from the man himself.
Of course I
was thrilled to hear the Old Ideas songs since I'd never
witnessed them in performance. Amen was faithful to the album
with Leonard extemporising for emphasis. He had not merely “seen
through the horror”, but seen through “this whole damn horror”.
The sublimely intense Come Healing - which has reduced me to
tears on occasion - was marred by some totally inappropriate audience
participation. What sort of ego needs to whistle loudly in the middle
of the subdued harmonies? Why did some chat through the entire
evening, or spend their time texting or even talking on the phone? At
one stage a guy in front of me with his back to the stage had a
screamed conversation with someone in the VIP bleachers at the back
and was more or less shouting into my face. I just don't get it.
Dylan has the right idea. At recent shows he's asked audiences to put
away these devices and allow everyone to experience the concert
directly first hand. Maybe I'm just getting old and irritable, but
audience milling and churning, which is a feature of these types of
shows, really got in the way of my enjoyment of the first set.
The energy
levels and the volume went up in the second set. Some of the less
committed audience members had disappeared leaving those with an
attention span, and a touching Sisters of Mercy was a live
first for me. I'd witnessed a full band version of Chelsea Hotel
#2 at Florence three years ago, here it was an acoustic
incarnation. I'd forgotten Heart With No Companion had been
resurrected. It took me by surprise. The brisk-paced country shuffle
arrangement has always seemed at odds with the lyric to me (“the
nights of wild distress/Though your promise counts for nothing/You
must keep it nonetheless”), but it was so perfectly enunciated you
couldn't doubt it.
I'm Your
Man allowed Leonard to be court jester, offering to wear an “old
man's mask for you” and doing some outrageous mugging while making
his plea, “if you want a father for your child” pointing directly
into the front row. His own weakness in this little story of
power-play was made clear in the repeated, “you know damn well
you can/I'm your man” On the subject of mugging and movements that
echo meaning it's worth mentioning here that earlier during a solid
performance of Everybody Knows that he placed the back of his
hand beneath his nose when he got to, “Everybody knows you live
forever/When you've done a line or two” making the cocaine
reference abundantly unambiguous.
Tonight
Hallelujah was so subdued I could tell that some people didn't
recognise it until he got to the chorus and then it slipped by
subverting what had become a sing-along on previous tours. People are
so used to power house versions of this song that it's almost
universally
misunderstood as an anthem of praise. He combined the original lyric
with the later re-write so I think we got most verses of both
versions. Quite how, “Love is not a victory march/It's a cold and a
very broken Hallelujah”, or “It's not a cry you hear tonight/From
someone who has seen the light” or “Even though it's all gone
wrong/I'll stand before the lord of song/Nothing on my tongue but
Hallelujah” translates in some folks heads as celebratory is
mystifying. As puzzling as his reputation for writing depressing
songs.
I'm not really a fan of Sharon Robinson's melodies on Ten New Songs, but her rendition of Alexandra Leaving tonight is the epitome of style and dignity. Her voice is incredible and she holds the crowds rapt. I can't find words to signify just how intense it was.
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Sharon Robinson |
We got our
chance for a sing-along with So Long Marianne. The audience
belted out the chorus and Leonard stood with a broad grin and
remarked on our “pretty singing”. He really seemed to enjoy
leaving it to us. Going Home, featured in the encore, had
Leonard lingering over the opening, “I love to speak with
Leonard/He's a sportsman/He's a shepherd/He's a lazy bastard
living in a suit” and the audience lapping up the self-deprecating
humour. He wrapped up the evening unsurprisingly with I Tried To
Leave You. “Here's a man still working for your smile”, the
sonorous bass intoned. This was my fifth Cohen concert in as many
years and I realised I was working for his and it was more in
evidence than ever. After his usual benediction “May you be
surrounded by the blessing of family and friends and if you are not,
may the blessing find you in your solitude”, we all headed for
home happy.