Leonard Cohen was much like one of his own poems: seductive, haunting, and almost impossible to pin down. Beneath his famous fedora and tidy suits lurked a gravelly-voiced chaotic genius: a trust-fund “starving artist,” a womanizing Zen monk, and a perfectionist folk singer who almost lost his mind writing the world-conquering “Hallelujah”. The truth of his life was stranger and far more tumultuous than any lyric he ever penned.
