This was the first Cohen album I listened to. At first I drowned in the dark, poetic, at times stark mood of this album... and I let myself get carried away. The first song 'Avalanche' rolls forward into a cruel love song replete with beautiful imagery and pulsating metaphors. It only gets better with 'Last Years Man': "And the skylight is like skin for a drum I'll never mend..."
The next few songs set a stark, depressing, obtusely painful, yet somehow fragilely beautiful mood. The last 'Joan of Arc' culminates into one of the most fragile, most painful, exquisitely beautiful song. It is Cohen's poetry at its best.
His voice, brought into stark contrast by the female chorus, is deep, harsh, raw, and pulsating with feeling...