Some Things Really Are Priceless
Last night when I clicked the "purchase" button for one of the last remaining orchestra seats for Wednesday night's performance at the Paramount, I sort of gasped. I'm paying twice what I probably would for a front row seat to see Madonna or Coldplay in order to see a septuagenarian French Canadian Jewish geezer. But I'd rather see Leonard Cohen at any price instead of those two acts.
I just hope he performs the above song (ever more appropriate with each passing year) and not the over-covered "Hallelujah".