Live Review: Leonard Cohen @ Brisbane Entertainment Centre 30.11.13
Written by Gabriella Cowan
Leonard Cohen
Leonard Cohen. What an incredible man. A consummate musician who surrounds himself with other consummate musicians. The music is tight. Cohen is a perfectionist in every way. The audience appeared to see him as sex symbol… maybe he is.
With the cheek of an adolescent and the conviction of a soldier, he will go on to give the Brisbane Entertainment Centre a dazzling three and a half hour show. It is quarter past eight. The lights dim, you feel the woosh of every man clapping his hands excitedly and then a group of figures enter the stage. “There’s Leonard!” I shout, pointing to one of the figures wearing a hat. I soon realize that they’re all wearing hats, and that couldn’t be Leonard Cohen, unless he’s been eating excessive amounts of Thanksgiving cake and has picked up the bouzouki.
Sure enough, Leonard arrives on stage, and not only that, but he is running enthusiastically. When’s the last time you’ve seen a 79- year old performer run on stage? His voice still carries the warm, hypnotic texture, off beat in his phrasing but nonetheless utterly captivating. “Thanks so much… friends,” he drawls, cast in a dim spotlight, center of stage. He makes a dry joke about the new Brisbane CBD tunnels, then proceeds to thank us graciously again. What a host! “If…you…ever feel neglected,” he murmurs slowly, “just call out my name.” I wince a little as people in the audience scream: “LEONARD! LEONARD!” Chuckling, Leonard tips his hat slightly. “That’s it,” he smiles. “I assure you tonight we’ll give you everything we have,” he promises.
The show opened with Dance Me To The End Of Love, which was, thanks to the three female backup singers left of Cohen, almost identical to the recording, off Cohen’s third album, Various Positions. He immediately lowered to his knees while he sung, crooning and twisting into his microphone. My god, I thought, as he swayed and sunk to the floor, this man possesses triple the stamina that he had when he was young.
Cohen and the band began playing Bird On A Wire, which was somewhat unrecognizable because of the jazzed-up, poppier musicality of it. He took up his position on the floor again, a small mouse for Bird On The Wire. During this song he graciously presented each member with a bow and the taking off of his black hat. We discover that the lead guitarist is the head professor of music from a Texan university, and the two blonde backup singers, ‘The Webb Sisters’, are from England. Leonard has a nine-piece band that boasts the highest quality musicians from around the world. To his right, sits the archlute player, the fiddle player, and the nylon guitarist, each of them in suits and hats. Everyone is wearing a suit, even the female backup singers, although, in their white and black attire, they come across as good-looking cater waitresses. Well, Cohen always adored the beauty of women; it seems only natural to have exquisite looking women accompanying him on stage. Sometimes, they even sing his songs for him. Sharon Robinson, the third female vocalist, performed Alexandra Leaving by herself, which astounded the audience. Here’s an interesting bit of trivia- Robinson first started working with Leonard Cohen on his 1979 Field Commander Cohen tour.
Leonard spits out Everybody Knows, with conviction and bright expression in his pale eyes. As it is more of an upbeat number, the female backup singers perform synchronized foot bounces, almost mimicking a waltz with their invisible partners. Cohen has such character, in his figure, his profile, the way he clutches the microphone like a crucifix and offers it his off-handed, loving attention.
After the intermission, where the people scrambled out of their seats to buy ice-cream and chips, the stage remained dark, but for a red spotlight cast upon the bouzouki player. One could make out Leonard’s figure in the shadows, his hat resting under his arm, listening with his head bowed to Javier Mas playing haunting, melodious sounds on the Spanish archilaúd. His fingers moved like spiders across the fret while the fiddle player behind him quietly provided a rich undertone to complement the dramatic quality. This introduction led to an unexpected Who By Fire. The applause was tremendous once the audience caught on. Hattie Webb played harp whilst singing: a blonde angel. Cohen played a black steel string guitar and the bass player switched to a grand double bass, in which he utilized the most fantastic hand muting technique to give that intriguing sound in the short pauses.
Leonard Cohen’s songs have the unique ability to uplift their audience and put them into a trance-like state. Like some sort of prophet with his elusive poetry, one is enticed and soothed at once, as in the famous Suzanne. Members of the audience clapped for joy and swayed adoringly in their seats. The original backup female vocals on the album were not sung, but they were close. I don’t know how many times you’ve listened to Suzanne, peeling oranges and weeping alone in your kitchen, but if you have listened to it as fervently as I, you would recognize the different backup harmonies and pout a little. However, that doesn’t matter so much. What does matter is the fact that he played a good deal of his old songs, Famous Blue Raincoat, So Long Marianne, Hallelujah. It is these songs, and I don’t think I speak alone, which are the songs that will truly soothe and speak to your soul. Cohen stood under a soft spotlight while he crooned out Chesea Hotel 2# much to my amazement. “Givin me head on the unmade bed,” he drawled smoothly, while plucking in the way that he does, the black steel string.
Leonard Cohen is a born performer who uses his dry wit and charm with complete and utter ease. He juggles reciting his poetry, singing on his knees and playing keyboard, (“Your generosity has no bounds…”). Cohen has enriched the life of many with his wonderful melodic style, interesting and powerful lyrics and a deep resonate voice. The man is unquestionably a poet. He tipped his hat at precisely quarter to midnight, and skipped off the stage gallantly to a standing ovation. And that was about the third standing ovation of that night.