Leonard Cohen’s “Hallelujah” is a perfect song. What’s the definition of a perfect song? One that, no matter how it’s interpreted, can’t be fucked up. And, by extension of that logic, it’s a song that can’t really be interpreted that much in the first place, ipso facto of its perfection (other songs that qualify: almost anything in the McCartney/Lennon songbook, The Kinks’ “Waterloo Sunset,” Fleetwood Mac’s “Landslide,” “My Funny Valentine,” the Willie Nelson-penned-Patsy Cline-performed “Crazy,” Joy Division’s “Love Will Tear Us Apart”). Kina Grannis posted her own version of “Hallelujah” on YouTube a few days ago and does a nice job covering it, although, like I said, it’s nearly impossible to murder:
If you’re in the L.A.-area, catch Kina this Saturday for free or July 25 at The Hotel Cafe.
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