The party’s over/But I’ve landed on my fee/I’ll be standing on this corner/Where there used to be a street
from A Street lyrics by Leonard Cohen
A slight pick up, but still very much moving at a slow and tempered pace – one that comes after a few stiff drinks and a whirlwind of thoughts. The blues-infused rhythm – accompanied by some subtle brass and a dusty organ – add a thick aroma of smoke. The streets are his home and this is his ode.
