Yes, its irony is patent--this is the _second_ time
someone has ripped him off. "Suzanne," for example,
was purchased from Cohen in 1967. He then spent many
years trying to regain ownership of the song, then
finally started his own music company, Stranger Music,
and was able to buy it back. Now he's virtually
paranoid about copyrights, but not about the moolah,
it seems.
Candice
--- Roger Day <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> particularly ironic as I read recently that Cohen
> was bankrupt -
> ripped off by an ex-financial manager.
>
> Roger
>
> On 7/5/07, TheOldMole <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> > What a combination -- finance and Cohen. I love
> this one.
> >
> > MC Ward wrote:
> > > Here's my Leonard Cohen cento, if anyone's
> interested
> > > in reference-spotting amidst the language of
> > > international finance:
> > >
> > > Mise-en-tranche: A tribute song
> > >
> > > _I haven't been this happy
> > > Since the end of World War II_
> > > (Leonard Cohen, "Waiting for the Miracle")
> > >
> > > He loves the country but can't stand the trees
> > > on the same grounds--real yet not exactly
> > > _there_, like the World Bank--cypress sheer
> > > madness where the wind has no currency
> > > yet the sentimental willow goes on whining,
> > > meaner than mildew to sour his leisure,
> > > the pleasure of coming into his own
> > > silk lining. Such a stitch to be talking to
> > > his pockets at closing time. _Repent_, they said
> > > but now he knows what everybody knows
> > > they meant: the Sermon's on _account_,
> > >
> > > beyond the mind to credit, like fiat money.
> > > It's criminal, reversible as sonata or skin or
> > > this torn trenchcoat indebted to the blues,
> > > the rain a rhythm section tapping panic on
> > > his lids. Drum him in then at the Great Event
> > > along with that dove he bought and bought
> > > again. Stranger Music, those rivers going crazy
> > > over garbage in the harbor. He's a bodybag man
> > > that time will not okay, whose workers in song
> > > are still giving tongue just to get ahead of
> their
> > >
> > > class.
> > >
> > > So billet to the Left Bank when Manhattan's
> > > given as Japan's taken; your man's been driven
> > > from _Seven Pillars_ to postmodernism. What a
> > > relief
> > > to lie down at last with all he's lost, to kiss
> off
> > > Berlin and its cheap violins now that he holds
> > > every note torn from the sheets he never worked
> > > alone, by the sweat of the moon or a dead
> > > magazine. Let the limousine wait
> > > in the street for last year's man to comfort
> > > any widowed government. He used to live
> > > on loan himself, where Malibu verges on
> absurdity.
> > >
> > > The bonds he bears now he wears as bracelets,
> > > like a refugee entrenched in foreign issue. He's
> > > divested, optioned, rhapsodic with his treasury
> > > of merits, history's indulgence a dated unhappi-
> > > ness: Nancy's phone open since '61; Suzanne
> > > sold down the river in '67; Marianne, so long
> gone
> > > now with the famous raincoat. Will he ever get
> clear
> > > of their .45s and razor blades, their dresses,
> > > their asses? Love coldly slips from hyacinth to
> > > barbiturate, like verses for faces lined and
> powdered
> > > by the same bitter mirror; the river's
> > > answer, he guesses, to the cut of his coke and
> > > his times. If there's hell still to pay for all
> that
> > > croc
> > >
> > > DNA once the fiddler's stopped fundamentally,
> > > he says he can't complain. As beauty's his
> > > witness to the falling rate of prime, he's never
> > > been so postwar nor felt so good since
> > > his bird wired cash from Bretton Woods.
> > >
> > > (c) Candice Ward, 2006, and _Jacket Magazine_
> > >
> > >
> > >
> > >
> > >
> > >
> > >
> > > --- MC Ward <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> > >
> > >
> > >> Barry,
> > >>
> > >> I use it, too, in a tribute to Cohen, a poem
> that
> > >> has
> > >> many references to titles and lyrics. Here's
> the
> > >> section where "Everybody Knows" occurs:
> > >>
> > >> ... Such a stitch to be talking to
> > >> his pockets at closing time. _Repent,_ they
> said
> > >> but now he knows what everybody knows
> > >> they meant: the Sermon's on _account_ ....
> > >>
> > >>
> > >> "Closing Time" is a song title, too. The Sermon
> on
> > >> the
> > >> Mount/on account, he says he doesn't
> understand.
> > >>
> > >> Candice
> > >>
> > >>
> > >>
> > >>
> > >>
> > >>
> > >>
> > >
>
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