And I came upon a little house, a little house upon a hill / And I entered through, the curtain hissed / Into the house with its blood-red bowels where wet-lipped women with greasy fists / Crawled the ceilings and the walls / They filled me full of drink and led me round the rooms / Naked and cold and grinning until everything went black / And I came down spinning
Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds, “Papa Won’t Leave You, Henry”
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Santiago Caruso Yira, Yira

And I came upon a little house, a little house upon a hill / And I entered through, the curtain hissed / Into the house with its blood-red bowels where wet-lipped women with greasy fists / Crawled the ceilings and the walls / They filled me full of drink and led me round the rooms / Naked and cold and grinning until everything went black / And I came down spinning

Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds, “Papa Won’t Leave You, Henry”

foxesinbreeches:

lastdreamofjesus, stigmatizedinreverie:

Santiago Caruso Yira, Yira

Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds, “The Curse of Millhaven”

Happy Halloween, Everyone!

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Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds performing “Cindy, Cindy” on Jools Holland.

A photo I took of the November skyline in upstate New York.
"They called at me through the fenceThey were not making any senseThey claimed that I had lost the plotKept saying that I was notThe man I used to beThey held their babes aloftThrew marshmallows at the securityAnd said that I’d grown softCall it intuition, call it a creeping suspicion,But their words of derision meant they hardly knew meFor even I could see in the way they looked at meThe Spear of Destiny sticking right through me”
- Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds, “Oh My Lord”

A photo I took of the November skyline in upstate New York.

"They called at me through the fence
They were not making any sense
They claimed that I had lost the plot
Kept saying that I was not
The man I used to be
They held their babes aloft
Threw marshmallows at the security
And said that I’d grown soft
Call it intuition, call it a creeping suspicion,
But their words of derision meant they hardly knew me
For even I could see in the way they looked at me
The Spear of Destiny sticking right through me”

- Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds, “Oh My Lord”

Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds performing “Oh My Lord” in Germany.

Aw hell, figured I might as well go all the way with this after my last post.  This is one of my favorite Nick Cave songs; I think it captures that feeling we all experience at the point where the shape and velocity of our lives ceases to make discernible sense.

Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds performing “City of Refuge” at Pinkpop, 1990.

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Wednesday, 12th January

Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds with PJ Harvey, “Henry Lee”

Is it weird that I consider this both one of the most romantic songs ever *and* one of the sexiest videos ever?  PJ and Nick Cave…cannot get enough of this.  Happy Valentine’s Day, doomed lovers.

Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds, “Black Hair”

As anyone who knows me will attest, I am currently obsessed with the new PJ Harvey album.  I literally cannot stop listening to it.

Oddly, my appreciation for Let England Shake has lead me to go back a dig up an old favorite from Nick Cave’s back catalog, The Boatman’s Call.  The Boatman’s Call was a huge stylistic departure for Cave and his Bad Seeds; with this album they made a break from their Birthday Party-inflected post-punk to the introspective piano-driven balladeering that would define much of their musical legacy.

The Boatman’s Call, like many a great album before it, is a break-up record.  Many (if not most) of the songs on the record were inspired by Cave’s split with PJ Harvey.  Fascinating, devastating music.

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Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds, “Fire Down Below”

Nick Cave sings a sea shanty; you know you need to hear this.

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Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds, “The Hammer Song”

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