Nick cave reinhard kleist6/2/2023 ![]() ![]() (Let’s face it, the crowds back home were the reason Cave et al fucked off in the first place.) I just find it weird that he’s gone from being part of a thrilling, occasionally dangerous band to being some kind of goth poet laureate, placed beyond middle-aged criticism, with his fans collaborators in firming up the myth of Aussie genius when it’s more a case of Faulkner plus Berlin plus drugs plus Jebus. I can get that band members come and go and some may be treated shabbily or not. ![]() I’m kind of fine with the idea of the man firming up his legend for the future, even if it’s something the award-rejecting “my muse may spook!” guy of earlier years would’ve pissed on. )īut there’s something important to know: I like him while disliking him.Īnd this kind of informs my take on Reinhard Kleist’s book, because though it’s an interesting conceit and it’s done pretty well, it buys into the sort of worshipful treatment of the guy that is part of what I dislike the most about how he’s cultivated these days. ![]() Hell, I’ve even read his books a couple of times. I’ve seen him play a couple of times, and have most of the records. Not a rabid one, no – I don’t believe he excretes perfect songs into the world, and almost every album he’s associated with could do with having about a third chopped off it – but I like him well enough. So let’s get this out of the way first: I am a Nick Cave fan. ![]() Nick Cave: Mercy On Me by Reinhard Kleist. ![]()
0 Comments
Leave a Reply. |