Monday, June 4, 2007

- Dark Matter: Nick Cave on the Subject of Love

There was a nice article in the Guardian last weekend about Nick Cave, a stalwart of early to mid eighties festive 50s (remind me to make some of those broadcasts available):

Nick Cave's brooding lyrics mark him out not only as a poet of the Australian outback, but as one of the greatest writers on love of our times, argues Will Self

Saturday June 2, 2007
The Guardian

I may not have thought Nick Cave worked for the phone company, but I had no conception of the extent to which his creative gestalt was shot through by harmony quite as much as semantics. He was an affable, if gaunt, bloke I saw at barbecues with his kids.

Then I read his novel And the Ass Saw the Angel and was exposed, full force, to the great Manichean divide that rives the Cave worldview. Exposed also to his very individual and mythopoeic terrain: a landscape, present in his songs and his prose alike, wherein sex kicks up the dust, murders take place in the heat (of the moment) and the sins of the fathers are visited on everyone. To those unfamiliar with the very particularity of the Australian hinterland - both physical and cultural - the backdrop to many Cave ballads, with their talk of guns, knives, horses and brides, may seem cut from a similar cloth to that of lyricists such as Johnny Cash, Dylan and the blues men and country artists they revere.

Read the rest of the article here.

I also love reading Will Self's writing: despite being highly regarded I still think he's one of the few geniuses currently active in the literary world.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Will Self is a nob, good though.

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