Tag: Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds
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PJ Harvey Covering Red Right Hand Is As Beautifully Fucked Up As You’d Expect
Click or not: PJ Harvey Covering Red Right Hand Is As Beautifully Fucked Up As You’d ExpectYou can always expect the unexpected from PJ Harvey, yet you can be assured that you’ll get something haunting, thought provoking, terrifying, uplifting, depressing, beautiful and genuinely raw thrown into the creative blender. To call this a ‘cover’ doesn’t really begin to justify the way she’s taken control of not only the narrative but the… …
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Snoop Dogg Covering Red Right Hand Is As Shit As You’d Expect
Click or not: Snoop Dogg Covering Red Right Hand Is As Shit As You’d Expect Where the washed-up woke rapper butchers the Nick Cave classic, dropping his usual Masonic symbolism bullshit left right and centre, while the archaic, festering, socialist shit-show BBC blithely describes the song as the “theme to Peaky Blinders“. Why hasn’t he been shot yet? Because you need your senses sterilised and order restored… …
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The Paradox Of Art And Music
Click or not: The Paradox Of Art And MusicMusic is an art form. That’s a given. And just as there are obvious differences between the work of Monet and a kindergarten finger-painter, so there are between musicians and people who play a musical instrument. Some people decide they want to play in a band, while others are born to do it. This fact,… …
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Seuss X Cave X Faustus
Click or not: Seuss X Cave X FaustusSomewhere deep in a box of books, in a far-off garage, I’m sure I still have a copy of Yertle the Turtle tucked away, much like the memory of those stacked testudines trying to help Yertle reach the moon. Like man, he failed, but it made great entertainment for kids. Nick Cave and Melbourne artist Dr. FaustusAU entertain… …
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Nick Cave’s Darkest Hour Comes To Light
Click or not: Nick Cave’s Darkest Hour Comes To LightDarkness descends, floating upon strings stroked by the grim reaper himself. What could be the sound of tortured crows emanates throughout with a regularity you plead to cease, though when they inevitably do, a sense of even more disconnect invites them back to provide an uneasy comfort. More haunted than haunting. Solemnity dominates. The pain so evident it makes you want… …