‘I’ve heard there was a secret chord…


September 21, 1934 — November 7, 2016 (82)

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The header photo will remind many readers of a wonderful man who goes by the handle Outosego in the blogosphere. His stylized image of that Leonard Cohen photo is the logo on his most excellent blog http://www.outosego.com.

Leonard Cohen November 7

N., or Outosego as he is known to so many, is battling serious health issues, and we send our most positive psychic energy and our prayers for him to be well.

Think sunshine and better days…


Now, I’ve heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don’t really care for music, do you?
It goes like this, the fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew ya
She tied you to a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

You say I took the name in vain
I don’t even know the name
But if I did, well really, what’s it to you?
There’s a blaze of light in every word
It doesn’t matter which you heard
The holy or the broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

I did my best, it wasn’t much
I couldn’t feel, so I tried to touch
I’ve told the truth, I didn’t come to fool you
And even though it all went wrong
I’ll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Leonard Cohen November 7


Outosego in tough battle


A dear friend to so many in the blogosphere is in the battle of a lifetime.

I speak of Outosego, as he is known to thousands of bloggers, a master craftsman in the art of blog design, and a genuine friend to those he has entertained, helped and encouraged.

He publishes our posts on his Flipboard magazine, and on social media sites. He also creates Flipboard magazines for many individuals. He is a champion for all bloggers.

Outosego is a gentleman who always addresses his many followers as “Dear.” The debonair logo he uses to identify his blog is that of the soulful troubadour Leonard Cohen, a perfect symbol for the sensitive artistry of Outosego.

He never divulged his real name. Some of us know his name, but mainly I believe he wants to remain the anonymous Outosego.

He is of Greek heritage. The way I understand it, and please correct me if I’m wrong, the word outos in his native Greek language means thyself, and ego means I am, thus, I am thyself, or more colloquially, This is who I am.

And this is who he is: a wonderful humanitarian who is currently battling extreme pain and a tremendous physical challenge to become well again.

His last post, on https://outosego.com, on April 9, 2020, concluded with these well wishes for his followers:

Thank you, ethereal friends, for visiting my living room, for liking and commenting on Outosego. Take care yourselves. Take care your family and friends.

The post included a song by Leonard Cohen called, ‘Waiting for the Miracle.’

For all the believers in this global, ethereal community, pray for him to get better; and for all the non-believers, send out as much positive psychic energy as you can muster.

As it is, at this time, he needs a miracle. But the great religious writer, the late C.S. Lewis, believed in miracles, as do, I’m sure, many Christians in this World Wide Web of communication and camaraderie — which, when you think about it, is a miracle in itself.

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Strange life of a doomed groupie


A German model known as Nico who was nearly six feet tall and had the baritone voice of a man bedded some of the biggest rock and movie stars of the 1960s.

“She acquired the reputation of a gothic Garbo or punk Dietrich, by turns mysterious and aloof,” writes Ian Thompson in The Guardian.

Nico had affairs and serious relationships with Lou Reed, Jim Morrison, Brian Jones, Iggy Pop, Bob Dylan, Leonard Cohen, Andy Warhol, and French film star Alain Delon. She also is said to have had lesbian affairs with French actress Jeanne Moreau and fashion icon Coco Chanel.

After a glamorous, weird, heroin-addicted life, Nico died relatively unknown in 1988 after falling off a bicycle and hitting her head. She was 49.Nico bedded rock stars

Her story has been told in a new book ‘You Are Beautiful And You Are Alone: The Biography Of Nico’ by Jennifer Otter Bickerdike.

She was born Christa Päffgen in Cologne in 1938. Her father was killed in the war when she was four. The little girl and her mother struggled to survive in a small flat in Berlin as bombs exploded all around them.

In 1954 at the age of 16 she changed her name to Nico and moved to Paris to become a fashion model, appearing in such glossy mags as Vogue.

When she was 21 she met the Italian film director Federico Fellini who gave her a cameo role in his film ‘La Dolce Vita.’ Other small roles followed, during which Nico had affairs with Alain Delon, and a relationship with Jeanne Moreau.

In New York she hung out with Andy Warhol, who produced the debut album of Lou Reed’s band The Velvet Underground and worked her into the album as the lead vocalists on three tracks.

Nico bedded rock stars
Nico and Lou Reed

The album, ‘The Velvet Underground & Nico,’ was panned by critics because of its lurid lyrics on sadomasochism and drug abuse, but in later years it was regarded as one of the most influential rock albums ever.

Nico’s 1968 solo album ‘The Marble Index’ was praised for its “doom-laden, Germanic atmospherics and dirge-like harmonium playing.”

Nico spent the last years of her life in squalid flats in London and Manchester, venturing outside in a long black cape and biker boots.

“Her days were often spent in bed, shooting up, or trying to score drugs,” writes the book’s author, as reported by Tom Leonard in the Daily Mail.

Her death was as offbeat as her life. While on vacation on the Mediterranean island of Ibiza, she fell off her bike and hit her head, and died of a cerebral hemorrhage.

Her life was characterized by doom and gloom. A friend once described living in Nico’s house as like “living in a funeral parlour.”

Nico bedded rock stars

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