Hallelujah!

Snow (retired) · Post by **Snow (retired)** » Sat Aug 13, 2005 3:24 pm

Yet another version of 'Hallelujah' available - in Norway. Folk-singer Ole Paus (58) has just released a new album; 'Sanger fra et hvitmalt gjerde i sjelen' ('Songs from a white-painted fence in the soul') - and the Cohen song is its twelth and final track. Ole says: "I was so glad when he said 'Yes' to my Norwegian translation. The way I see it, the lyrics to this song illustrate the loneliness and pain one can suffer at the hands of love. In Cohen's world love is a sort of paradox. The lover is never really able to deliver his affection, but merely use it to get a little closer. To him love's price is a special type of loneliness, even when you are standing face to face with the one you love."

Geoffrey
(like my new little picture?)

Tri-me · Post by **Tri-me** » Sat Aug 13, 2005 4:45 pm

It would be a treat to hear this.

linda_lakeside · Post by **linda_lakeside** » Sun Aug 14, 2005 10:29 am

Hi Snow,

I think we met once before, briefly. I liked your scorpion avatar.

So, do you agree with the feelings expressed by this guy who stuffed LC track into the last slot on the Cd?

Linda.

lizzytysh · Post by **lizzytysh** » Mon Aug 15, 2005 4:03 pm

Hi Snow ~

I personally prefer your new avatar. Good presentation.

Hi Linda ~

. . . this guy who stuffed LC track into the last slot on the Cd?

Perhaps, I'm 'reading into' your choice of words on this, but if not, I would disagree. It seems to me that ending his album with Leonard's song is a most favourable position for it. It's the final statement and the last thing people hear and, as you already know, will leave a good impression.

~ Lizzy

Snow (retired) · Post by **Snow (retired)** » Mon Aug 15, 2005 4:57 pm

linda_lakeside wrote:
>Hi Snow, I think we met once before, briefly . . . So, do you agree with the feelings expressed by this guy who stuffed LC track into the last slot on the Cd?

Hello my dear. I do remember you. We were two unaquainted bus drivers raising a hand in brotherhood as our vehicles met and passed. But you reached over and broke the erase-proof tab from the video cassette running in this cerebral recorder. When people talk about love I take a back seat; because the destination may charge like a raging bull. Love is both the sunshine and manure that makes everything grow, including horns on a forehead. It may purr while eating from your hand, but also has teeth and claws that fear no lion-tamer's whip. One day love knows no darkness, like the eternal flame on a president's grave, the next a till receipt with a red stripe, a toilet roll unwrapping its cardboard heart - and you find no more pips in the cucumber slices that fill your sandwich made of end crusts. Love is a challenge; nobody buys a one-coloured Rubik's cube, but you can spend a long time answering competition questions until noticing that the send-in date was yesterday. Yet despair not, for love will also put deodorant under the arms of your soul, vacuum-clean beneath the furniture of your mind and install air-conditioning in the caverns of your personality. Like a safe-cracker listening for the last feint click before pulling the door, I put my ear against the washing-up machine - waiting to hear the detergent hatch automatically open its little vault and force-feed soap to the dirty cutlery. Yes, perhaps love falls onto a human like bleach onto a germ. Perhaps there is a little masochist in everyone who seeks love, for only through hardship can we find the real McCoy. Perhaps we can learn from the fishermen down on the sandy beach, who know that a fat lugworm is under every fecal coil. Perhaps that is not the chef's dandruff on my oatmeal biscuit, but a sprinkling of coconut flakes. Perhaps we can only find true love on the borderline dividing two extremes. Perhaps this is what Leonard was talking about when he said that somewhere between the sailboat and the drain love calls you by your name. Who knows, apart from the holy moderator of the cosmos?

Tri-me · Post by **Tri-me** » Mon Aug 15, 2005 5:17 pm

Bravo Snow

Love it

lizzytysh · Post by **lizzytysh** » Mon Aug 15, 2005 5:22 pm

Ohhhkay

~

So, perhaps your avatar suggests that out of that spermetic fight for life emerged Geoffrey? Going by your most recent posting, it seems your mind could have wandered in that direction, as easily as not

.

~ Lizzy

linda_lakeside · Post by **linda_lakeside** » Mon Aug 15, 2005 11:03 pm

Hello All,

Lizzy wrote: It's the final statement and the last thing people hear and, as you already know, will leave a good impression.

.

I thought it over, and I guess I would have to agree that the last spot on the CD would be the one that leaves the over-all impression. Agreed. 'Filler' tracks are usually buried somewhere in the middle of an album, with the singles near the beginning and pulling up the rear.

SNOW:

I can't pick one piece of your post to respond to. I can only say that, as far as posts go, it was one hell of a good one.

Linda.

Fljotsdale · Post by **Fljotsdale** » Tue Aug 16, 2005 1:42 am

I'm saying nothing...

Snow (retired) · Post by **Snow (retired)** » Thu Aug 18, 2005 8:13 am

Linda wrote:
>I can't pick one piece of your post to respond to.

Dear Linda,
Well, perhaps that's because there was no landing strip. I have been using a text file, and just discovered that one of the petals on a Times New Roman asterisk disappears when made bold. And now I must disappear, too - a new film is about to start on the inside of these drooping eyelids.
g

PS
Geoffrey's motto for the day:
"Pour scalding water on this scoop and it will only dig deeper into your ice-cream."