Acordes con Leonard Cohen en Tenerife

Ayer asistí, en el Auditorio de Tenerife, al homenaje a Leonard Cohen que un conjunto de artistas está realizando al mítico cantautor y poeta, por diversos puntos de la geografía nacional. Con el título de Acordes con Leonard Cohen, este homenaje celebra los cincuenta años de la edición de su primer libro de poemas, Comparemos Mitología. El aforo no estaba al completo pero el público se entregó a la variedad de estilos y géneros con que se releyeron las versiones originales. Entre los más destacados cabe mencionar a Perla Batalla, Duquende, Jackson Browne, John Cale y el español Javier Colis, que dio un ejemplo de derroche de energía.

Más información:
Nota de prensa en El Día
Nota de prensa en El Diario de Avisos
Nota de prensa en Terra

Incluyo debajo la letra de una de las interpretaciones que más me emocionó anoche, la que llevó a cabo Jacson Browne, del disco Ten New Songs:

"A Thousand Kisses Deep"
The ponies run, the girls are young,
The odds are there to beat.
You win a while, and then it’s done –
Your little winning streak.
And summoned now to deal
With your invincible defeat,
You live your life as if it’s real,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

I’m turning tricks, I’m getting fixed,
I’m back on Boogie Street.
You lose your grip, and then you slip
Into the Masterpiece.
And maybe I had miles to drive,
And promises to keep:
You ditch it all to stay alive,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

And sometimes when the night is slow,
The wretched and the meek,
We gather up our hearts and go,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

Confined to sex, we pressed against
The limits of the sea:
I saw there were no oceans left
For scavengers like me.
I made it to the forward deck.
I blessed our remnant fleet –
And then consented to be wrecked,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

I’m turning tricks, I’m getting fixed,
I’m back on Boogie Street.
I guess they won’t exchange the gifts
That you were meant to keep.
And quiet is the thought of you,
The file on you complete,
Except what we forgot to do,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

And sometimes when the night is slow,
The wretched and the meek,
We gather up our hearts and go,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

The ponies run, the girls are young,
The odds are there to beat . . .

 

posted by Napi_Di_Loop, El lobo bueno on 10:40 a. m.

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