Ok. First of all, all the roadies for Leonard wear black fedoras. So like big guys, covered in tats, with ZZ Top beards are wearing fedoras a la Leonard when they do mic checks. I would love to be at the tour staff meeting where some road manager said, "listen guys, Leonard said we are all wearing hats now. It will be covered by ticket sales but yeah, we're all wearing hats..." And Leonard is just sitting quietly in the corner, smoking and nodding in affirmation.
I am really terrible at doing stuff on my own. Just ask the two friends who I strong-armed into meeting me in Paris to `see Bruce Springsteen. but I knew I was going to see Leonard, solo or not. And I was very proud of myself, walking away from dinner with my boss, finding a bus headed in the right direction and sitting by myself.
Then I leaned over to a gal in front of me and asked to see her map, because I actually had no idea where this venue was. She just said, "Are you going to the Leonard Cohen concert, too?" And there it went. My one night of traveling alone out the window. This gal and I hung out all the way up until the concert started.
After buying all my Leonard swag and taking these crappy photos, the lights dimmed and the show started. Eleventh row, BABY! By the end of the show, everyone had come down from their seats and gathered in a very holy mosh pit to sing "So Long Mary Anne", and all the great stuff.
Into his 70s and still gets down on his knees to cry out into his mic. Still uses colorful language to describe his night with Janis Joplin. Still picks out a few tunes on the guitar. And still wears that fedora like a boss.