In a morbid conversation - or maybe just a realistic and useful one, depending on how Daria you feel - late this summer, Jess, Lauren and I narrowed down the songs we thought we would have played at our funerals. I think this was mostly an exercise in using the ultimate end-all-be-all criteria for narrowing down our favorite songs.
Lauren went with Like a Prayer by Madonna
I went with Chelsea Hotel No. 2 by Leonard Cohen
Leonard Cohen is a fantastic songwriter, but save a very very few instances, I have tended to like covers of his songs better. He occasionally has too dolorous a voice, to great a faith in the power of synth. Chelsea Hotel No. 2 is the greatest exception to the rule. Cohen's rough voice is just exactly right, and it hardly seems right for anyone else to sing about a one night stand with Janis Joplin other than the man himself.
Here's the only catch in his Hall of Fame induction: with so many amazing covers with so many amazing artists, couldn't they have found someone slightly better than Damien Rice to perform in tribute to him?
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