BiblioFilmes Festival

Philip Glass criou o "ciclo de canções" Book of Longing, baseado no volume de poesias de 2006 de Leonard Cohen com o mesmo nome (veja aqui a edição do livro em português da Quasi Edições), transformadas em música. Glass irá actuar com oito músicos e 4 cantores no Claremont McKenna College (via LA Times).

O espectáculo incluirá uma exposição de arte feita por Cohen.

Leonard Cohen & Philip Glass: poemas e música:

Leonard Cohen e Philip Glass à conversa com John L Walters antes da estreia no Reino Unido de 'The Book of Longing' no Barbican Hall em Londres, a 20 Out 2007:

(Mais inspiração para participação nos Prémios Trailer de Livros, BiblioFilmes: Livros, Bibliotecas, Acção!, Prémio Canção para o Melhor Vídeo musical ou ao Curta BiblioFilmes, categoria Vídeo Musical)

ps. Já agora, conheça o novo poema de Leonard Cohen (de preferência acompanhada de uma das suas canções), que se intitula "A Street" (Uma Rua). Estava na New Yorker:

I used to be your favorite drunk
Good for one more laugh
Then we both ran out of luck
And luck was all we had
You put on a uniform
To fight the Civil War
I tried to join but no one liked
The side I’m fighting for
So let’s drink to when it’s over
And let’s drink to when we meet
I’ll be standing on this corner
Where there used to be a street
You left me with the dishes
And a baby in the bath
And you’re tight with the militias
You wear their camouflage
I guess that makes us equal
But I want to march with you
An extra in the sequel
To the old red-white-and-blue
So let’s drink to when it’s over
And let’s drink to when we meet
I’ll be standing on this corner
Where there used to be a street
I cried for you this morning
And I’ll cry for you again
But I’m not in charge of sorrow
So please don’t ask me when
I know the burden’s heavy
As you bear it through the night
Some people say it’s empty
But that doesn’t mean it’s light
So let’s drink to when it’s over
And let’s drink to when we meet
I’ll be standing on this corner
Where there used to be a street
It’s going to be September now
For many years to come
Every heart adjusting
To that strict September drum
I see the Ghost of Culture
With numbers on his wrist
Salute some new conclusion
Which all of us have missed
So let’s drink to when it’s over
And let’s drink to when we meet
I’ll be standing on this corner
Where there used to be a street

Marcadores: Música, Poesia