{"id":975,"date":"2007-08-27T00:48:03","date_gmt":"2007-08-27T04:48:03","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.chrismclaren.com\/blog\/2007\/08\/27\/secret-histories\/"},"modified":"2007-08-27T00:51:17","modified_gmt":"2007-08-27T04:51:17","slug":"secret-histories","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.chrismclaren.com\/blog\/2007\/08\/27\/secret-histories\/","title":{"rendered":"Secret Histories"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Sometimes knowing the secret behind-the-scenes story makes things much cooler. Sometimes the story just destroys something.<\/p>\n<p>Take, for instance the works of <a href=\"http:\/\/www.leonardcohenfiles.com\/gazette.html\">Leonard Cohen<\/a>. I remember how finding out that <a href=\"http:\/\/www.leonardcohenfiles.com\/chelsea.html\">Chelsea Hotel<\/a> was about <a href=\"http:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Janis_Joplin\">Janis Joplin<\/a> made it even better&#8211;and it was already a song I quite liked.<\/p>\n<p>On the other hand, take what used to be my favourite Leonard Cohen poem:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Marita<br \/>\nPlease find me<br \/>\nI am almost 30.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Ever since my pal Doug first showed me that, it&#8217;s been my favourite piece of Cohen poetry. I thought it was the perfect example of poetic brevity: eight words that fully captured so much about men, how they age, and about how we sometimes keep that girl in our heads.  When I was in my early 20s I loved the way the poem loomed before me. In my late twenties I was happily married, but I liked how the poem painted me a picture of who I could easily have been. I&#8217;m over 30 now, but I liked the way those eight words took me back to the end of my twenties.<\/p>\n<p>Then I <a href=\"http:\/\/www.leonardcohenfiles.com\/gazette.html\">read the story<\/a> that this is what he scrawled &#8220;to a woman who rebuffed his come-on with &#8216;Come back when you&#8217;re 30.'&#8221; And somehow that story just takes all the magic out of it for me. There&#8217;s such a tremendous difference between &#8220;You&#8217;re the one I thought I would end up with, and I&#8217;m getting old&#8221; and &#8220;Let&#8217;s have that one-night stand now that I&#8217;m tall enough to get on this ride&#8221;. There&#8217;s such a difference between that slightly mad girl you lost over the years, and that Mrs. Robinson crush you had one night. Sigh. <\/p>\n<p>Of course that story would make the poem just as incredible for someone else as it was for me before I heard it. That&#8217;s part of the power of poetry&#8211;that the brevity leaves room for the listener to fill in some of the blanks from his own story, creating the emotional connection to the work. I kind of wish I could unhear the story, though, since it makes the poem something completely different to me.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m still down with Lenny, though. He&#8217;s The Man. Cheers, Lenny.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.chrismclaren.com\/blog\/wp-content\/images\/2007\/08\/lenny.png\" width=\"234\" height=\"220\" alt=\"Cheers, Lenny\" title=\"Cheers, Lenny\" class=\"aligncenter\"\/><\/p>\n<p>(I guess that means either <a href=\"http:\/\/www.leonardcohenfiles.com\/chelsea.html\">Chelsea Hotel<\/a> or <a href=\"http:\/\/www.leonardcohenfiles.com\/album9.html#68\">Everybody Knows<\/a> moves up to the number one spot. Maybe time to curl up with <a href=\"http:\/\/www.leonardcohenfiles.com\/lcbook11g.html\">Stranger Music<\/a> and search out a challenger.)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p class=\"excerpt\">Sometimes knowing the secret behind-the-scenes story makes things much cooler. Sometimes the story just destroys something. Take, for instance the works of Leonard Cohen. I remember how finding out that Chelsea Hotel was about Janis Joplin made it even better&#8211;and it was already a song I quite liked. On the other hand, take what used to be my favourite Leonard&hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/www.chrismclaren.com\/blog\/2007\/08\/27\/secret-histories\/\">Read more &rarr;<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":13,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[8],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-975","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-books","xfolkentry"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p5UQvw-fJ","_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.chrismclaren.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/975","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.chrismclaren.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.chrismclaren.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.chrismclaren.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/13"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.chrismclaren.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=975"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.chrismclaren.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/975\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.chrismclaren.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=975"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.chrismclaren.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=975"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.chrismclaren.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=975"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}