I maintain that music sustains me, it is my form of
prayer, how I measure time and place, music is oxygen, music is life and love
and longevity. It inspires me to write,
rocks my core, brings me to tears and raises me up to religious heights. For someone who can’t play an instrument and
his highly uncoordinated, I am a slave to every note, every pulsing beat,
taking each waltz to the edge of everywhere; music is everything. Music solves the sunset, muses the
moonlight. It’s hard to not wax poetic
about the most beautiful and unifying language on the planet.
I have attended a plethora of shows this year, discovered
new and exciting artists and value each experience for the energy and stimulus
I garnered.
Here’s a loose list of many of 2014’s musical highlights:
Matt Mays – NYE @ Casino NS w/ Carmen Townsend, Big Red Festival in PEI and at
The Shore Club in Hubbards, NS.
Blue Rodeo - Halifax Metro Center
Adam Baldwin CD release party with Sam Cash & The
Romantic Dogs - Seahorse Tavern
Wintersleep/USS/The Trews – The Marquee
Matt Epp – The Carleton
Royal Wood – St Matthew’s Church
City and Colour – Halifax Metro Center
The Stanfields (acoustic) – The Carleton
July Talk – Alderney Landing for Canada Day, Big Red
Festival in PEI
Sam Roberts – Alderney Landing for Canada Day
Ben Caplan, Alderney Landing for Canada Day
Ben Caplan, Alderney Landing for Canada Day
Drive By Truckers – Big Red Festival in PEI
Platinum Blonde – Casino NS
Brian Byrne – The Carleton
Gloryhound CD release w/ The Motorleague – Seahorse Tavern
Dave Marsh & True Love Rules, The Navy Brats – Jacob’s
Lounge & The Carleton for HUFF
The Killers – Big Red Festival in PEI
Nashville Pussy w/ Fifth on the Floor – Seahorse Tavern
Dropkick Murphys – Cunard Center
Ashley MacIsaac – The Carleton
Dylan Guthro & Mo Kenney – Casino NS
Dwight Twilley (soundcheck) – The Carleton for HUFF w/ an
honourable mentionable hug from Garland Jeffreys
Adam Cohen – The Carleton
My list is missing bits and bobs I am sure, things like remarkable
Saturday nights at The Carleton with The Carletones etc etc but what I really
want to discuss is the last entry on my list, Adam Cohen.
For those of you born under a rock, Adam Cohen is the
song of Leonard Cohen but stands beautifully on his own two feet as a
singer/songwriter/performer. While he
acutely resembles his father and has the same awe-inspiring voice, his songs
are all his own. It’s true, there is
homage present to the music he was born into but there is a definite tone of
originality and songs that express what he so deeply wishes to share with his
audience.
I’m not sure I have attended a show at The Carleton with
such palpable energy, a loving energy that boasted a sheer veil of faith and
hope, creativity and grace. Adam took
the stage with his outstanding band and straight out of the gate, just from the
ambiance of humanity circulating through the room, from person to person, a
tiny and constant tear streamed from my left eye. I tried very hard to stop it but an
overwhelming wash of emotion was too powerful to defeat.
His stories of his family and his father, his sweet sense
of humour and his songs made for a beautiful evening. He speaks like a poet, performs like a rock
star and accepts his accolades with a humble heart. When he played a new song from his new record
called ‘Love Is’ he had the whole bar singing it with him and those as you know
are moments I live for; harmony among humans, unity in one voice. It fills me up and it pours out of my silly
face. He continued to overthrow my heart
when he finished with Dad Cohen’s ‘So Long Marianne’. If I was permitted and it wouldn’t made me
look like a complete wiener I’d have let the tears come like Niagara Falls. It was really hard to sing along without my
eyes bursting and then my concert company would have clocked me for
crying. Thankfully her back was to me
for the duration of the show. I was singing
‘Now so long Marianne, it’s time that we began to laugh and cry and cry and
laugh about it all again …’ but not at the top of my lungs like I wanted
because it would have come out in sobs.
This is how I know that the time he shared with his last night will
resonate for a long time to come. After
the encore I made a mad dash for a mascara check and to catch my breath.
I had the opportunity to shake his hand, compliment his
artist and offer my gratitude for making my Saturday perfect. He spoke very highly about his father’s
command of the English language and his elegance. I told Adam Cohen I loved the words he spoke
about Leonard but they truly mirror back at him in his own right. His handshake was firm and warm and
appreciative. It was an honour to look a
Poet in the eye and speak about words and music and for it to have
meaning. It was a small but mighty exchange
but I can’t tell you what it meant to me.
For me, Adam Cohen, who sold out every single seat for
three nights straight, was the BEST show I’ve seen to date at The
Carleton. It runs dangerously close to
every Matt Epp show I’ve seen there because his shows and music and artistic
intention moves me in the very same way.
I am compelled to spend today writing, musing, thinking
creatively, counting blessings and filling my ears with beautiful music.
Music like this:
In propinquity,
Nic
Oy - another Cohen. But seriously, folks, good to know the torch has passed to the next in line and he's worthy of his sire's name.
ReplyDeleteAs for you, my Nic, it's thrilling to see you back online, struggling but determined, awed, inspired, and fighting for your right to create. Surrounding yourself with creative people, writers, songsters, poets and the like, will do you as much good as a writing streak because it's all about the energy. Borrow from them because gods know, you will give back when you can. In spades.
And I agree - there's no more powerful language in the universe than the language of music. I got Matthew Schoening's new album for my birthday and that sucker is on infinite repeat while I sort out the emotions his music has aroused. Music, perhaps more than words or pictures, has the power to bridge the chasms that isolate us from each other.
It pushed me to start working with Tilda and Rita again. I scrapped the whole beginning I wrote and started fresh. I have ignored my laundry and my hunger because the breeze in my sunny window is cool, my music is looping and the words are flowing. It is a good Sunday.
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