Do You Love Me? ‐ Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds

Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds - Do You Love Me?

(via fleurdechair)




From Her to Eternity ‐ Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds

Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds - From Her to Eternity




The Mercy Seat ‐ Johnny Cash

Johnny Cash - The Mercy Seat




The Carnival Is Over ‐ Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds

Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - The Carnival is Over




Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - The Mercy Seat




The Birthday Party - Nick the Stripper




John Finn's Wife ‐ Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds

Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - John Finn’s Wife




batarde, xaipe:

“The Influence (Leonard Cohen consoles Nick Cave)” by Ben Smith

"There there, Nick - just because you’re off the heroin doesn’t mean the religious imagery won’t keep on flowing.""…I really really loved it when you touched her perfect body with your mind. You’re so dreamy, Leonard. I wish I could do that, but I keep on obsessing about banging rocks into women’s heads and doing a whole manner of violent gothic things to them and thinking of the unspeakably exquisite poetry of their eyeless bosomy corpses lying beneath the muddy water like funereal whore-offerings to broken gods.""Think of the holy dove. She will guide you.""Dark crows. Darkly encircling tombs. Not holy doves.""You know, I have some hallucinogens in the freezer. It’s never too late.""I could go with some smack, actually. I’ve become so dull since I went off the gear. Or some crack, maybe, since I have a bit more than a fiddy left over from that book I wrote with that chick’s crotch on the cover.""Crack? Pfft - there’s crack in everything, Nick. It’s how the antidepressants get in.”— I’m sorry. This is kind of awesome (Smith’s lovely rendering, not my obnoxious dialogue), but is it just me, or has Nick’s upturned, somewhat  Tubbsian nose been straightened out a bit? Or is just the contrast against Lennie’s yiddishe schnoz?

batarde, xaipe:

“The Influence (Leonard Cohen consoles Nick Cave)” by Ben Smith


"There there, Nick - just because you’re off the heroin doesn’t mean the religious imagery won’t keep on flowing."

"…I really really loved it when you touched her perfect body with your mind. You’re so dreamy, Leonard. I wish I could do that, but I keep on obsessing about banging rocks into women’s heads and doing a whole manner of violent gothic things to them and thinking of the unspeakably exquisite poetry of their eyeless bosomy corpses lying beneath the muddy water like funereal whore-offerings to broken gods."

"Think of the holy dove. She will guide you."

"Dark crows. Darkly encircling tombs. Not holy doves."

"You know, I have some hallucinogens in the freezer. It’s never too late."

"I could go with some smack, actually. I’ve become so dull since I went off the gear. Or some crack, maybe, since I have a bit more than a fiddy left over from that book I wrote with that chick’s crotch on the cover."

"Crack? Pfft - there’s crack in everything, Nick. It’s how the antidepressants get in.”



I’m sorry.

This is kind of awesome (Smith’s lovely rendering, not my obnoxious dialogue), but is it just me, or has Nick’s upturned, somewhat  Tubbsian nose been straightened out a bit? Or is just the contrast against Lennie’s yiddishe schnoz?