The Perfect Song

This is the perfect song. I know this because I have already spent twenty hours listening to it, and there’s no end in sight.

Cohen’s deadpan delivery is perfect for this kind of engagement, for the long and repeating and always learning more.

Nothing wasted and nothing missed. Nothing longed for or skipped. It’s low key and deliberate. Measured and delivered with the calmness and wisdom of resignation.

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Franklyn Monk

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