CONCERT REPORT: Columbia MD, May 11

[Rain]

I thought it was "no professional cameras" too, but somebody at the font "gate" said absolutely NO cameras of any sort! <GGRRRROWWLLL> Anyway, yes, if you can post some please do and thanks in advance!

[nomadic]

[Rain]

THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!

[sturgess66]

Wonderful pictures nomadic. Thanks

[MaryB]

nomadic,

Love the B&W photo with the scarf around LC's neck. Boy, we were all cold, weren't we?
Welcome to the forum and thank you for posting these pictures.

Best regards,
Mary

[brightnow]

Ok, it took a bit but here are my photos:

http://www.flickr.com/photos/21326832@N03/sets/72157618986755679/

These might not be the best shots but they were taken from the 18th row, with a compact camera, in the dark...

[MaryB]

Avi,

These are great! And from the 18th row?! Thank you.

[a.ephroni]

Wonderful pictures! What an evening that was. For the ages...
thank you for the reminders.

[brightnow]

Avi,

These are great! And from the 18th row?! Thank you.

Mary, as someone much greater than myself says in similar circumstances: You are very kind...

[Rain]

Great pics! It's bittersweet, they make me want to cry, but I'm also glad they're posted. I missed a lot of this, due to being so very ill. Thank you, THANK YOU, for taking these...and from great seats no less!
--Rain

[etme]

A longer review of the performance, and remarks on Mr Cohen's work in general, at

http://letartout.blogspot.com/2009/08/a ... 984.html#0

"...and remembering of the fact that he is a poet, first and foremost. Thus he addressed us - talked to us, recited, told, caressed us; his meaning, the meaning of him being there, on the stage, was to talk to us. As he himself affirmed, many times, Leonard Cohen is, first and foremost, a poet; then, a composer; then, a singer - in descending order of adeptness and comfort. I would add that his poetry is made for, and in, music; that he is a wonderful composer; that his poetic mode of expression, although based on words, is through music. He is, thus, a troubadour, in mind, in spirit, and in voice; this is the type of poetry he writes, this is the type of music he writes; as he writes on love, on things above and below, on loneliness, on encounters. And he doth travel the world. Therefore the night was one of a troubadour, who addressed us, who talked to us, sang to and with us."