I’m your man

I’m watching “I’m your man” on Netflix. It’s a tribute to Leonard Cohen, who is one of my favorite songwriters of all time. I’m watching and listening, and I encounter one of my biggest pet peaves…

I HATE when singers are not content to sing a song the way it was written (chick singing with Rufus Wainright, I’m talking to you!). There’s a word for singers who can’t sing a song the way it was wrritten: “failures”. I would have also accepted “illiterate”. Thankfully I am not rabidly patriotic, because the national anthem is one of the most common targets of these failures. “Oooh, maybe I could show off what a great singer I am by adding 40 extra notes where they don’t belong”. No, you can’t.

Props to Bono however for his intelligent and meaningful comments about Cohen in this movie. He didn’t come across as a douche like he normally does.

Leonard Cohen

Leonard Cohen

Holly the Rat

We have a rat named Holly now (after Holly from The Office) and it turns out Gert’s sweetness is no match for years of breeding to make Jack Russell Terriers the ultimate rodent killing machine. When she’s not actively trying to open the cage she’s just giving it the stink-eye like so.

Death from below

Death from below