At 78 – seven years older than Dylan, 15 more than Springsteen, and 17 months junior to Willie – Leonard Cohen makes everyone else look like a latter-day Louis Armstrong: iconic clown. At Bass Concert Hall last night, the Canadian crooner channeled more than two dozen songs in an undiminished murmur for 3.5 hours. He duplicates the feat there again tonight.

The Austin Record Convention happens this weekend, and as stated on this same forum in 2009, comedy records by Bill Cosby, George Carlin, and Cheech & Chong were as common to Seventies LP libraries as discs by Zeppelin and the Stones. Only Cosby remains easy to phone up.

Time to retire my boot of Led Zeppelin's 2007 reunion concert in London. Tonight, in select area theaters, the film arrives for an evening. Venues, set list, and clips follow, with the DVD/CD arriving Nov. 19, and the band receiving Kennedy Center Honors Dec. 2.

As stated in “Recommendeds” tomorrow (aka Music Listings), Spider House's HAAM Day feast may have been the best in show. After starting late, all three stages ran like clockwork, with back to back to back sets by Bobby Jealousy, the Bad Lovers, and Foreign Mothers killing it. Here's the time/talent schedule for the venue's triple-stage fest this weekend.

She & Him’s got nothing on him and her. True, I missed the pairing of Zooey Deschanel & M. Ward at South by Southwest, but a week out from the Austin City Limits Music Festival (now almost as chaotic as SXSW), the best headlining set may have already occurred last night at Bass Concert Hall – with David Byrne and St. Vincent burning down the house.

In 1973, Brendan Perry's family emigrated from London to New Zealand. Birthed eight years on in Melbourne with native siren Lisa Gerrard, Dead Can Dance moved to the UK where the couple alchemized world-pop exotica culminating on 1996's Spiritchaser. Reunited at the Moody Theater Friday for Anastasis, DCD offered up oracle Lisa Gerrard.

True to the sacred pledge of their home city, twin cinematic peaks Richard Linklater and Robert Rodriguez live and breathe music. Thursday, the Austin Film Society screens a virgin print of the latter's gun-toting debut, 1992's El Mariachi, downtown at the Paramount as encored by the director getting onstage with Del Castillo in Chingón.

Ten years ago, April 10, 2002, Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young filled the Frank Erwin Center and knocked it back down. ACL Live at the Moody Theater on Saturday night sold out with CSN alone, and what the show lacked in guiterrorism by Buffalo Springfield bandmates Stills & Young it bested its predecessor by compacting Woodstock into under 3,000 baby boomers.

I lost my wallet in Poland last October – the night we returned to Krakow from Auschwitz. That put it in perspective: I’d only lost a wallet. I lost the replacement Wednesday night in San Antonio – to Iron Maiden at the AT&T Center. All I’d been thinking about this week was Brent Grulke. He put it in perspective: All I’d lost was another @#$%* wallet.