Occasionally in life, someone with an artistic talent, beautiful mind, musical ability and interesting persona comes along.

Cohen had that combination. Simplicity hiding a deeper overall message. I know I will be cracking out Suzanne, Bird on a wire and Sisters of Mercy in my sets over the next few weeks. Presumably I shan't be alone...

With Annie gone
Whose eyes to compare with the morning sun
Not that I did compare
But I do compare
Now that she's gone.

His poem there reflects the eulogies in the news websites. We all crack jokes about music to slash your wrists to or best listened to with your head stuck in a gas oven.

But now he has joined the list of why 2016 is a shitty year, we seem to remember why we admired him in the first place.