One of the reasons I love the city, is for the spontaneity, its humanness and the way people bond together when they become moved by accessible street music.
My friend Juicer has blogged about street art and life in New York and how important the city walls are for expression. I agree and believe that the concrete canyons are meant to carry music to the hearts of the people.
Last evening I went to the city for dinner and in my wanders came across this street busker. He played great sax which included one of my favorite tunes, Hallelujah.
With admiration and appreciation for the Canadian singer-songwriter-poet Leonard Cohen I penned some thoughts and feelings aroused by the sweet music of the street player. (based on Leonard Cohen’s song Hallelujah)
There was this guy at the city wharf
He picked up his sax, and began to morph
And from the start the music went right through ya
Well as you know it goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall and the major lift
The crowd all knew he was doing Hallelujah
He played the sax for those who care
And as his sweet notes filled the air
From his lips he blew the Hallelujah
Well I heard the tune and should’ve known
It was the moving song of Leonard Cohen
Well friends I’ve heard it all before
I’ve heard this song and I’ve wanted more
So I’ll go back to the time before I knew ya
I’ve seen your love and it’s sharp as glass
Life is not an endless pass
It’s a cruel and it’s a futile Hallelujah
There’ll be a time you’ll gather round
To say goodbye and send me homeward bound
I’ll want to know if you loved me, do you?
But if that’s something you can’t say
Just remember me for one last day
Cause all I want to hear is the sound of Hallelujah