September 3/365 Songs 2

I purchased a cassette of Jennifer Warnes “Famous Blue Raincoat” in 1987, the year my wounded marriage finally surrendered. The sax swells, piano joins, cool jazz. “It’s four in the morning, the end of December….” It’s a different song when Cohen sings it; with Warnes it becomes a more complicated love story. I was “nobody’s wife”; she caught it perfectly.