Troubadour of torment helped us laugh and cry
Anguish, loss and disillusion are strange building blocks from which to fashion international fame: you would have to be a craftsman of the highest guild to pull that one off, and yet Leonard Cohen did.
The self-appointed poet of pain's influence was such that after the bewitching hour, whether you wished them to or not; his words had a way of wafting their way through the lino-covered floorboards, and damp hallways ,of every bedsit, and low rent flat, across the country.
For all the misery, and dislocation, he still had time to: "laugh, and to cry, and to cry and to laugh, about it all again..." Perhaps that was the real magic: tears and smiles like rainbows and sunshine, were never too far off. He conjured up a spell potent enough to weave across the generations. His 'Hallelujah' may have been broken, but it was sufficient to move hearts of every age.