Never the most chipper of performers, Cohen seems to have stopped taking his happy pills here, but the album is all the better for it as far as I'm concerned. Songs about religion? Check. Anguish? Check. Love? Check. No sex though..must be his impotent period. But anyway, it's just fabulous from start to finish, and contains some of his best lyrics, especially "Avalanche", "Famous Blue Raincoat", and "Diamonds In The Mine". The latter track finds him nearly losing it like some angry lounge singer, his background vocalists barely keeping him in check. There was never any doubt Leonard Cohen was a poet, but both his written word and music shine perfectly in unison here. Speaking of poetry, if you're a woman in college right now and some smooth character is shooting you provocative looks from the poetry section in the library, run like hell. I know he's probably holding a copy of Cohen's "Beautiful Losers" and has a wine collection, but he's not worth it. Trust me.
–Neal
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