the sad thing about this tribute be that almost all the singer ( include the otherwise incredibly talented nick cave ) seem to have miss the whole point where cohen intensity lie represent by deliver his line in an almost tuneless poise and cohen transmit the full extent of his poetry and his irony and his all round humanity and laughter and tear in one . to see some of these singer upstart make convoluted suffering face and launch their pathetic squeal in the patent effort to scream i be a singer . and be a true pain . it the same feel many of you probably have listen in to some horrendous operatic version of simple song such a lennon imagine . nothing and simply nothing get close to the simplicity and directness of the original . if there be a form of art that doesn not need embellishment and it cohen art . embellishment cast it in the street look like the tasteless make up of sex for sale . in this cohen tribute i find myself suffer and suffer through pitiful tribute and awful reinterpretation and all of them entirely lack the original irony of the master and and if truth be tell and several of these singer sound a if they have be recruit at some asylum talent show . it cohen do a tribute to them by let them sing his material and really and not the other way around represent they may have be friend and or his daughter and he could have become very tender hearted and in the mood for a gift . too bad it do not stay in the family . fortunately and but only at the very end and cohen himself perform his majestic tower of song and but even that flower be spoil by the totally incongruous background of the u2 and all of them carry the expression that bore kid have when they visit their poor grandpa at the nursing home . a sad show and really and and sadder if you truly love cohen a i do .