Better than claimed

Cohen did not freiegen the Spector-work and now the Master distancing them also. So the official version on this album, whose cover of young Cohen between two women sitting innocently, but also more than an accessory character. Of course, the Zen monk who is today prefers to play as a thinker and celebrated by his fans to not decorate with such a youthful work. But the fan it can - great, ironic music, a necessary break in the Schrammel Guitar Nuschel-sadness of a Cohen in which he even now threatens to die completely. And meticulously but the 90-Cohen, poetry was in the word lecture, spiced up with Bontempi sounds that can be a freeze the marrow. The echo chambers of Spector, however - awesome, not for nothing is the Wall of Sound - also imitated example of Franz Plasa for cool real-discs - until today a statement of pop music. So clean it in the CD player when Suzanne and Hallelujah no longer just go.