For me, Cohen produced anyway goosebumps.
The nine masterpieces of the melancholic, who fought all his life against depression, filigree and instrumeniert clean. They mourn the demise of a civilization, which lacks peace and thoughtfulness.
These contain the same as the first track ("Slow") a kind of profession of faith: "I liked it never fast, I like it slow and not just because I'm getting old, but because it has taught me my mom. The slowness is in my blood. "