Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river

[alaskanka3]

To nie legenda, o Montrealu lat 60 opowiada Suzanne w wywiadzie dla BBC z 1998
roku:
www.leonardcohenfiles.com/verdal.html

[chris-joe]

i jeszcze to:
www.medialab.chalmers.se/guitar/suzanne.html

[swiatlo]

Jeden cytat mnie szczegolnie poruszyl:
"Suzanne: Yes, and I don’t quite understand. I stayed true to art for art’s
sake but he moved on and I stayed true to the cause, as it were. And I guess,
I don’t know if that intimidated him or embarrassed him or made him
uncomfortable."

Nigdy tego nie doswiadczylem, mam bardzo mgliste wyobrazenia jak to moze
smakowac, ale jakos to mnie podswiadomie ciagnie, to owo "art for art's sake".
Ciekaw jestem co to jest. Ale to musi byc rzeczywiscie cos szczegolnego...

Dzieki Alaskanka!

[swiatlo]

Sluchajac tej piosenki i niezmiennie sie wzruszajac przez te ponad dwadziescia
lat, nawet nie mialem pojecia o czym ona byla.
Prawde powiedziawszy, nawet za bardzo sie tym nie interesowalem.
Ale wywiad z Suzanne jest rzeczywiscie bardzo cieply. Piosenka zyska teraz dla
mnie nowy wymiar.
Ciagnac dalej, czy masz tez jakies materialy o historii i tle innej cudownej
piosenki "The famous blue raincoat"? Tez slucham tej piosenki godzinami, nie
rozumiejac zupelnie slow.

"The famous blue raincoat"

[alaskanka3]

Troche o tym pod linkiem podanym przez CJ:
www.medialab.chalmers.se/guitar/famous.blue.html
byc moze rowniez tutaj, nie sprawdzalam:
www.leonardcohenfiles.com/rte.html
Najlepszym kompendium wszelkich informacji o LC jest:
www.leonardcohenfiles.com/
Nalezy tam pogrzebac, moze bedzie cos wiecej o "The famous blue raincoat".

Our Lady Of The Harbor

[chris-joe]

dzien byl cudo, 17 stopni z wieczora. Po fajrancie wiec pojechalem rowerem na
starowke, by "zaprzyjaznic sie z Our Lady Of The Harbor"...
W powietrzu unosil sie jakis taki zapach niemal wiosenny, starowka
opustoszala, turystow wreszcie jak na lekarstwo.

Porobilem troche zdjec, jak obiecalem Luizie od truskawek- cala rolke filmu, a
wlasciwie to ponad sto megabajtow filmu... Patrzcie jak nam sie jezyk zmienia.

Zdjecia umiescilem pod ponizszym adresem. Rada: kto ma ochote ogladac, niech
raczej pstryka na kolejne zdjecia, niz na "slideshow"- zaprogramowany jest on
tylko na 20 klatek wiec przeskakuje.

www.picturetrail.com/chrisjoe15

[alaskanka3]

chris-joe napisał:


> Porobilem troche zdjec, jak obiecalem Luizie od truskawek- cala rolke filmu, a
> wlasciwie to ponad sto megabajtow filmu... Patrzcie jak nam sie jezyk zmienia.
>
> Zdjecia umiescilem pod ponizszym adresem.


Zdjecia byly obiecane mnie, nie Luizie, obejrzalam.
Na jednym z nich naprzeciw Our Lady Of The Harbor stoi ... no wlasnie - Aniol ?
czy mnie oczy nie myla ?

[chris-joe]

zaraz aniol! To ja!
Oops, no dobra, tam sa dwa anioly na wiezy, przy balkonie widokowym u stop
Panienki.

.....Aniol ?

[alaskanka3]

chris-joe napisał:

> zaraz aniol! To ja!
> Oops, no dobra, tam sa dwa anioly na wiezy, przy balkonie widokowym u stop
> Panienki.


CJ tez jet na ktoryms ze zdjec ? jesli tak gotowa jestem obejrzec dokladniej
jeszcze raz.....

[chris-joe]

nie, kochanie, cj byl po drugiej stronie obiektywu :)
Jak zrobi sie cos akceptowalnego przez (auto)cenzure, to dorzuce.

Chelsea Hotel....

[jutka1]

I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel,
you were talking so brave and so sweet...
giving me head on the unmade bed,
while the limousines wait in the street.
Those were the reasons and that was New York,
we were running for the money and the flesh.
And that was called love for the workers in song
probably still is for those of them left.

Ah, but you got away, didn't you babe,
you just turned your back on the crowd,
you got away, I never once heard you say,
I need you, I don't need you,
I need you, I don't need you,
and all of that jivin' around.

I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel,
you were famous, your heart was a legend.
You told me again you preferred handsome men
but for me you'd make an exception.
And clenching your first for the ones like us
who are oppressed by the figures of beauty,
you fixed yourself, you said, Well never mind,
we are ugly but we have the music.

And then you got away, didn't you babe...

I don't mean to suggest that I loved you the best,
I can't keep track of each fallen robin.
I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel,
that's all, I don't even think of you that often.

[chris-joe]

i wiemy juz nawet, kto na tym nieposlanym wyrku robil Leonardowi loda...

I'm your man

[jutka1]

I'M YOUR MAN
(from the album 'I'M YOUR MAN')

If you want a lover
I'll do anything you ask me to
And if you want another kind of love
I'll wear a mask for you
If you want a partner
Take my hand
Or if you want to strike me down in anger
Here I stand
I'm your man

If you want a boxer
I will step into the ring for you
And if you want a doctor
I'll examine every inch of you
If you want a driver
Climb inside
Or if you want to take me for a ride
You know you can
I'm your man

Ah, the moon's too bright
The chain's too tight
The beast won't go to sleep
I've been running through these promises to you
That I made and I could not keep
Ah but a man never got a woman back
Not by begging on his knees
Or I'd crawl to you baby
And I'd fall at your feet
And I'd howl at your beauty
Like a dog in heat
And I'd claw at your heart
And I'd tear at your sheet
I'd say please, please
I'm your man

And if you've got to sleep
A moment on the road
I will steer for you
And if you want to work the street alone
I'll disappear for you
If you want a father for your child
Or only want to walk with me a while
Across the sand
I'm your man

If you want a lover
I'll do anything you ask me to
And if you want another kind of love
I'll wear a mask for you

(L. Cohen) Stranger Music, Inc.

**************
OK, OK, enough :))))))

ide spac,
Jutka w nastroju Cohenowym,
i byla sasiadka Cohena widujaca go z psem prawie codziennie (i nigdy nie
starczylo mi odwagi zeby zagadac i powiedziec, ze jego koncert w Kongresowej w
85 czy 86 czy 87 byl jednym z wazniejszych koncertow w moim zyciu)

Alexandra leaving!!!

[chris-joe]

Suddenly the night has grown colder.
The god of love preparing to depart.
Alexandra hoisted on his shoulder,
They slip between the sentries of the heart.

Upheld by the simplicities of pleasure,
They gain the light, they formlessly entwine;
And radiant beyond your widest measure
They fall among the voices and the wine.

It's not a trick, your senses all deceiving,
A fitful dream, the morning will exhaust -
Say goodbye to Alexandra leaving.
Then say goodbye to Alexandra lost.

Even though she sleeps upon your satin;
Even though she wakes you with a kiss.
Do not say the moment was imagined;
Do not stoop to strategies like this.

As someone long prepared for this to happen,
Go firmly to the window. Drink it in.
Exquisite music. Alexandra laughing.
Your firm commitments tangible again.

And you who had the honor of her evening,
And by the honor had your own restored -
Say goodbye to Alexandra leaving;
Alexandra leaving with her lord.

Even though she sleeps upon your satin;
Even though she wakes you with a kiss.
Do not say the moment was imagined;
Do not stoop to strategies like this.

As someone long prepared for the occasion;
In full command of every plan you wrecked -
Do not choose a coward's explanation
that hides behind the cause and the effect.

And you who were bewildered by a meaning;
Whose code was broken, crucifix uncrossed -
Say goodbye to Alexandra leaving.
Then say goodbye to Alexandra lost.

Say goodbye to Alexandra leaving.
Then say goodbye to Alexandra lost.

[jutka1]

widze ze mamy the meeting of the souls. any time C-J, jesli bedziesz miec
ochote na Lenny-iego, just call my name.

czirs, J. :))))

[chris-joe]

sincerely,
c-j

OK. Last one for tonight :)))))))

[jutka1]

I fought against the bottle,
But I had to do it drunk -
Took my diamond to the pawnshop -
But that don't make it junk.

I know that I'm forgiven,
But I don't know how I know
I don't trust my inner feelings -
Inner feelings come and go.

How come you called me here tonight?
How come you bother
With my heart at all?
You raise me up in grace,
Then you put me in a place,
Where I must fall.

Too late to fix another drink -
The lights are going out -
I'll listen to the darkness sing -
I know what that's about.

I tried to love you my way,
But I couldn't make it hold.
So I closed the Book of Longing
And I do what I am told.

How come you called me here tonight?
How come you bother with my heart at all?
You raise me up in grace,
Then you put me in a place,
Where I must fall.

I fought against the bottle,
But I had to do it drunk -
Took my diamond to the pawnshop -
But that don't make it junk.

[chris-joe]

I even know what the next one would (will?) be: "Boogie Street"?

[jutka1]

Actually, no. :))))))))))))
na dobranoc:

I said I'd be your lover.
You laughed at what I said.
I lost my job forever.
I was counted with the dead.

I swept the marble chambers,
But you sent me down below.
You kept me from believing
Until you let me know:

That I am not the one who loves -
It's love that seizes me.
When hatred with his package comes,
You forbid delivery.

And when the hunger for your touch
Rises from the hunger,
You whisper, "You have loved enough,
Now let me be the Lover."

I swept the marble chambers,
But you sent me down below.
You kept me from believing
Until you let me know:

That I am not the one who loves -
It's love that chooses me.
When hatred with his package comes,
You forbid delivery.

And when the hunger for your touch
Rises from the hunger ...

dobranoc...

[chris-joe]

If it be your will
that I speak no more,
and my voice be still
as it was before,
I will speak no more,
I shall abide until
I am spoken for,
if it be your will.

If it be your will
that a voice be true,
from this broken hill
I will sing to you.
From this broken hill
all your praises they shall ring
if it be your will
to let me sing.

If it be your will,
if there is a choice,
let the rivers fill,
let the hills rejoice.
Let your mercy spill
on all these burning hearts in hell,
if it be your will
to make us well.

And draw us near
and bind us tight,
all your children here
in their rags of light;
in our rags of light,
all dressed to kill;
and end this night,
If it be your will.

[jutka1]

Ano, C-J.
Ech. Lenny zawsze kopie mnie w dusze. Dzisiaj i tym razem pozytywnie

byla sasiadka Cohena ? ...to dopiero rewelacja !!

[alaskanka3]

jutka1 napisała:


> Jutka w nastroju Cohenowym,
> i byla sasiadka Cohena widujaca go z psem prawie codziennie (i nigdy nie
> starczylo mi odwagi zeby zagadac i powiedziec, ze jego koncert w Kongresowej w
> 85 czy 86 czy 87 byl jednym z wazniejszych koncertow w moim zyciu)


Bylam na tym koncercie, wpierw stojac tydzien w kolejce po bilety, bylam #7 na
liscie, jesli jeszcze ktos pamieta co to znaczy :-)), bylo to w marcu '85:
www.leonardcohenfiles.com/85warsaw.html

Jutka, mialas szczescie byc sasiadka Mistrza ??
Zaraz opowiadaj gdzie, co i jak. Jestem nieuleczalnie chora na LC, przed 2laty
wybieralam sie na swiatowe zgromadzenie fanow Mistrza na Hydre, ale przeszlo mi
po blizszym zapoznaniu sie z kilkoma organizatorami.


---------
Hey, That's No Way To Say Goodbye
-------
I loved you in the morning, our kisses deep and warm,
your hair upon the pillow like a sleepy golden storm,
yes, many loved before us, I know that we are not new,
in city and in forest they smiled like me and you,
but now it's come to distances and both of us must try,
your eyes are soft with sorrow,
Hey, that's no way to say goodbye.

I'm not looking for another as I wander in my time,
walk me to the corner, our steps will always rhyme
you know my love goes with you as your love stays with me,
it's just the way it changes, like the shoreline and the sea,
but let's not talk of love or chains and things we can't untie,
your eyes are soft with sorrow,
Hey, that's no way to say goodbye.

I loved you in the morning, our kisses deep and warm,
your hair upon the pillow like a sleepy golden storm,
yes many loved before us, I know that we are not new,
in city and in forest they smiled like me and you,
but let's not talk of love or chains and things we can't untie,
your eyes are soft with sorrow,
Hey, that's no way to say goodbye.

SONGS OF LEONARD COHEN, 1967
---------

[jutka1]

alaskanka3 napisała:

> Jutka, mialas szczescie byc sasiadka Mistrza ??
> Zaraz opowiadaj gdzie, co i jak.
**********
jedno z moich miejsc zamieszkania w LA to byl domek na granicy mniej wiecej
Santa Monica i poczatkow Hollywood. Lenny mieszkal ulice czy dwie dalej. To
bylo w epoce, kiedy sie prowadzal z taka mloda aktorka blondyna, nie pamietam
jak sie nazywala, i zanim wstapil do klasztoru buddyjskiego - pierwsza polowa
lat 90.

baaaardzo lubie "That's no way to say good-bye" :))

[alaskanka3]

jutka1 napisała:


> jedno z moich miejsc zamieszkania w LA to byl domek na granicy mniej wiecej
> Santa Monica i poczatkow Hollywood. Lenny mieszkal ulice czy dwie dalej. To
> bylo w epoce, kiedy sie prowadzal z taka mloda aktorka blondyna, nie pamietam
> jak sie nazywala, i zanim wstapil do klasztoru buddyjskiego - pierwsza polowa
> lat 90.
>

Rebecca De Mornay to byla.
Czy wiesz ze Zembaty jest swiatowym rekordzista jesli idzie o cohenowskie covers
? Wlasnie przesluchuje swoja kolekcje cohenowska mp3:


Everybody knows that you love me baby
Everybody knows that you really do
Everybody knows that you've been faithful
Ah give or take a night or two
Everybody knows you've been discreet
But there were so many people you just had to meet
Without your clothes
And everybody knows

Everybody knows, everybody knows
That's how it goes
Everybody knows