Leonard Cohen

Well, I'm obviously easily distracted today, but so long as it brings me to things like this, I think that's probably just fine. Look at how that chorus emerges from the wood/stonework and just stands there, with a minimally 80's sway. (Unlike their clothes which are maximally 80's). Look at the way LC turns around and faces his backup singers while they sing. And don't miss the moment of caesura, around 3:46, where he turns around and they fall silent. It’s enough to break your heart, or to remind you of just how, along what precise and lovable fault-line, it's already broken.