Here's another Cohen cover done while in a pseudo sick state. I always liked this song. There's something emotionally puzzling about his last line. "I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel. That's all, I don't even think of you that often." Such a wistful, nostalic sort of song for someone he barely thinks about. It's like he's singing a goodbye to a time in his life and not necessarily a tribute to an individual.
The guitar is an '87 Guild JF-30 Jumbo.