Notes from a small island A weblog by Jonathan Ali |
Wednesday, November 10, 2004 Dear Heather is gorgeous, quietly poignant rendering of autumnality.... Above all else, it's an honest document of this stage of Cohen's life, and it therefore honors his lifelong commitment to unflinching self-scrutiny. With its scattered, melancholic requiems permeating their neighbor songs by osmosis, one can't help but feel the entire album amounts to Cohen preemptively penning his own eulogy. In doing so, he defies Dylan Thomas's directive to not go gentle into that good night; instead he whispers, whispers to the dying of the light. -- Brian Howe at Pitchfork reviews the latest--and last?--Leonard Cohen album. posted by Jonathan | 2:06 PM 0 comments 0 Comments: |
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