Photos by Maarten Massa. I’m especially taken with the shot of an ebullient Mitch Watkins previously posted at Mitch Watkins Joyfully Accepts “The Golden Fist of Marrakesh” – 2013 Leonard Cohen Amsterdam Concert. More shots from this concert can be found at Gallery 1 and Gallery 2
With obvious similarities, porkpie hats and fedoras fall into the same genus. Nevertheless, they’re worlds apart. While the former exudes a certain gallant roguishness (see Popeye Doyle), the latter, if worn in earnest (i.e., not you, Joey Jeremiah), radiates class and sophistication (see Leonard Cohen). Earlier this year, Cohen turned 78 years old. He is not your buddy; he’s your man. He exists in rarefied air, and he looks damn natural in a gentleman’s hat.
Opening lines of Leonard Cohen – Air Canada Centre, Toronto, ON, December 4 by Scott Tavener (Exclaim: Dec 5, 2012).
Credit Due Department: Photo by Naomi Bushwoman. Originally posted December 6, 2012 at DrHGuy.com, a predecessor of Cohencentric
“[I handed] Mitch his guitar in the voice of a madman as ‘The Golden Fist of Marrakesh.’” Leif Bodnarchuk
The above photo of Mitch Watkins was taken by Maarten Massa at the Sept 20, 2013 Leonard Cohen Amsterdam Concert. That shot, especially when grouped with the photo below taken by Eugene McLaughlin and posted earlier at Photos From The Leonard Cohen Birmingham Concert: The Good Time Guys – Roscoe Beck & Mitch Watkins, makes a strong prima facie case that Mitch Watkins is happy being on tour with Leonard Cohen.
Credit Due Department: The Leif Bodnarchuk quote is from Old Ideas Tour — Sep 20, Amsterdam, posted Sept 21, 2013 at his Old Ideas Tour blog,
What All The Fuss Is About
Ongoing readers may recall Mandy MacLeod from her many contributions to this site. Our photographer-correspondent has appeared on occasion in You may be a Leonard Cohen fan if …, the series of posts featuring aberrant behaviors signaling that one is at risk of being a full-fledged Leonard Cohen fan. For example, patient zero for the following indicator is Mandy:
You finagle two tickets to see Leonard Cohen perform at Sligo, book hotel and ferry reservations, and arrange kennels for your dogs; then – and only then – do you ask your husband if he would “fancy going to Ireland for summer holiday.”
When your husband, who is not a Cohen fan, yet is, inexplicably, an uncommonly fine fellow, responds (after assuring “I haven’t got to go to concert have I?”) in the affirmative, you find yourself displaying a soppy grin of self-satisfaction for the next five days because, after all, you love the guy – and your husband is OK, too. You are, of course, also happy because those two tickets you purchased are for one seat at each of the two concerts.
These photos show a well-turned-out Leonard Cohen with his older sister, Esther, and their Scottish terrier, Tinky (also spelled Tinke),1 at play,
Credit Due Department: Thanks to Maarten Massa for access to these images
- More about Tinky at “The Closest Being To Me During My Childhood” – Leonard Cohen Talks About His Dog, Tinky [↩]