Good morrow readers!
I’m afraid I shall be commencing this post, in the style of Nick Clegg, with a broken promise.
In my last post, I stated that I would be “tracking Englishness through the ages”, and for the many of you who waited in anticipation for this blog, I apologise with the utmost sincerity and hope you are not too broken hearted, that, alas, this blog does not concern that matter. I was set to talk about The Kinks and The Libertines and Oasis, but it all got too much, I couldn’t face the task I had set myself, and I’m sorry
To make it up to all you dedicated followers of the Dedicated Apeman I have given you a link to one of the most heartfelt songs ever recorded, in the hope you will feel my heartfelt apology.
Right, after that rather sombre opening I shall commence with this post.
The thing that really inspired me to start writing this blog, is from hearing Leonard Cohen’s new single “Going Home”, at 6 in the morning, on 6 radio, as I woke up. I was barely conscious, in that weird state of being half asleep and half awake, as I heard his deep voice easing gently over beautiful heartfelt lyrics, with a rich organ sound oozing beneath the words. Ooof. That was a rather sensual description.
The thing that really caught me up about it, was that Leonard Cohen’s 78, but can still write amazing songs. He’s managed to grow old with dignity, accepted how he’s changed and adapted his music style accordingly. Here’s this song, enjoy.
To me it seems that he’s talking to his younger self, kind of like Cat Stevens in “Father and Son” If you haven’t listened to that before, it’s well worth your time. This sort of reflective style is what makes Cohen’s music still work, he’s accepted that he’s reaching the end of his life, or at least his musical career, and while that is a very depressing thought, Cohen is by no means depressed. The line
“He wants to write a love song, an anthem for forgiving” directed at his younger self, is I think, one of the finest lines he’s ever written, he’s one of the few songwriters who truly are poets (and he truly is a poet, he’s published several books of poetry)
However, now let’s contrast this with one of the greatest songwriters of the century who grew old with no dignity whatsoever, and is, quite frankly; living in the past.
From being an incredible, musical icon, he has become somewhat of a joke, yes gentlemen and ladies, it is the not so immortal Mick Jagger
WHAT WAS HE THINKING?!
That is pretty much all I will say about that song, it doesn’t deserve anymore attention.
Mick Jagger needs to accept that he’s grown older. He should have wrapped up The Stones years ago instead of slowly digging them a grave over the years, and beginning to look like a bunch of Granddads prancing about on stage. Bill Wyman left the Stones, in the nineties, and as Dylan said, The Stones didn’t really exist anymore after that. They have become a joke, and it makes me really upset, it really does.
Dylan is someone else who’s grown old well. Apart from the little mistake that was his Christmas album, he’s continued to release good music, in a sort of country style which suits his evermore growly voice. Rather than living in the past.
Dylan said that “an artist is in a constant state of becoming, he never arrives anywhere”, Dylan and Cohen both understand this completely. However, the Stones arrived somewhere years ago and Jagger refused to ever let them leave, along with bands such as the Who; who have grown old with no dignity, they should have just died before they got old.
On that cheery note I will be leaving you,
Until next time,
The Dedicated Apeman