Funky

When I was in college, I used to talk about "Leonard Cohen therapy". Where nothing in my life felt nearly as depressing as the songs of Leonard Cohen.

Sometime in ... 1992 or 1993, I had Nick Cave Weeping Song therapy: listen to that enough times in a row and you can't help but start to giggle.

So tonight I'll try "Something Therapy" -- I want this favorite song back.



Still crying .. but maybe more about how beautiful ukelele is even though Paul is kind of my least favorite Beatle? Because this is so beautiful when it transition to Clapton, and I even love his singing here?


Too funky for tears.


Frank can't convince me he gives a hoot about her, he's such a misogynist.
He steals all the weepy power from this song and adds fruity harp. It does not make me cry in any way.

I still appreciate the

I don't know.
and the added
You stick around Jack.



Hey Elvis, I'm taking vicodin right now too!
I love you but you're sucking the passion out of this song just like Frank does.
Good for "Something Therapy" but for most days, your version won't work.

Nice jumpsuit though.

Mildred Pierce, Nick Cave and PJ Harvey

Last night I had a very fun time with a woman I work with, her roommate, and a room full of people at Quimby's bookstore. J (the woman I work with) has a piece in Mildred Pierce, the(maga)zine having a release party. I especially liked a story read by Vicky Lim about an encounter with a man in Walgreens.

While there, I snagged a new paperback collection of interviews with Nick Cave:



More books!

I love that photo of NC and PJ Harvey, but I don't like any of the songs I've heard from PJH's new album Let England Shake. I hate to hear a good, deep, rich, strong woman voice go all squeaky and girlish I guess.

Birthday Party

Happy Birthday to Nick Cave, Joan Jett, and a guy I used to date. Nineteen years ago today, I was waking up after a late night seeing Nick Cave at the Latin Quarter (or maybe it was at St. Andrews Hall).


Photo from the Detroit Yes webpage which is sad but very interesting. The Latin Quarter looked a LITTLE bit better in 1990.

My favorite Nick Cave song has always been The Weeping Song.



I once drove from Craters of the Moon, Idaho to Denver by myself and sang along with that song over and over. I find it strangely cheerful considering the lyrics; it's so over the top you can't help but laugh. Especially if you have a girl voice and try to sing like Blixa Bargeld. I think it also has a lot to do with the xylophone which is both eerie and high spirited. While mucking about on YouTube, I discovered several versions I had not heard before where the xylophone was replaced with fiddle. I assume that is Warren Ellis playing and it is fabulous; nothing beats punk rock fiddle. I also love the low-budget, old school video NC and BB made with what looks like a bunch of trash bags, a fan, a row boat, an old book and a case of beer.