saint nicholas is in the house: nick cave et al, sydney, 2007

i thought i'd break up the posts with something vintage and allow myself an opportunity to a) share these memories and b) go on about one of my most favourite topics: nick cave.

when i was 15 i met this great guy who introduced me to 3 bands:

bright eyes

nick cave and the bad seeds

fugazi

fugazi never really stuck. bright eyes stuck straight away and nick cave grew on me. i think i needed to have a bit more of a life before i understood him. i mean bright eyes was all about being a tortured post adolescent being disillusioned by the world. nick cave is about things bigger than yourself. after all the birthday party was nick cave's bright eyes... only probably a bit more violent. it's a natural progression.

i know a lot of people who hate nick cave's music now because it's not as visceral. i know we hold instinct in a high regard in rock'n'roll. but i think you have to give credit to the ponderers and poets. one is a snapshot on fire. another is a wide panoramic installation. it's nice to appreciate both.

one of the things i best like about nick cave is he has a clean eye and a good sense of humour. how else could he have done a song with kylie minogue? he said he was inspired by her song "better the devil you know" and kylie said nick cave gave her the best advice about being brave enough to do what you want.

i also remember when he did an interview with jjj's jay and the doctor and he said he liked watching romantic comedies and he really admires hugh grant. they were stunned. 

note: the pictures in this post are in black and white because it was the first time i was using my new olympus so the white balance was really off and because it was a shitty olympus they needed to be in B&W to hide the shitty photo quality.

NICK CAVE AND THE BAD SEEDS + GRINDERMAN @ ENMORE THATRE, SYDNEY, 2007

 

i was pretty sloshed to be honest. but exhilarated. the supports were a traditional australian folk/country band and a ventriloquist/puppet master. as you would expect i guess.
  

 

i remember loving how he stalked the stage like a caged frustrated animal. he hassled the crowd and demanded to know why you left him, why you loved him, why you let him down. and god you just wanted to let him out so he could maul you into an exquisite, euphoric death.

  

  

  

 

AFTER PARTY
so i was with my friend tim. being the opportunistic bitch that i was we snuck into the blocked of box office bar to see why it was blocked off and next thing i knew nick cave crosses the room.

we went up to him and at the time i wanted to make him do ghetto hand signs (look i was 19 and it was my thing at the time) he said no. but we stuck around talking about his honorary degree and the bartenders dressed like french maids sauntered around with trays of drinks. the guards were getting suspicious. but we thought... they cant kick us out if we're talking to the host.

at one point nick asked the bartenders why they were dressed like french maids and they said it wasin his rider. he said i just wanted people walking around serving drinks. so goodness knows who's request that was but man was it hilarious!

anyway it was time to go and i signalled tim. i mean my current self would have settled (settled as in would have been ecstatic) with having a normal pic with nick cave. but i didnt want a pick of him and i. i wanted a pic of him doing ghetto signs. 

we said we were going and as we walked away this happened:

ME: we're going. thanks!

NICK CAVE: oh ok *throws clumsy ghettos signs*

ME: you're doing it wrong!! it's like this! *does ghetto sign*

NICK: what? like this? *does it wrong again*

ME: NO! urgh!! *frustrated* *GIVES NICK CAVE THE FINGER*

NICK: *NICK CAVE GIVES ME THE FINGER*

ME: i'm going!
NICK: fine!

ME: fine!

*rans out of enmore* *dies*

so yeah i know you dont have to believe me and i wish i had a photo but i believe that one day we'll meet again. and we can have a proper photo. possibly one where we're giving each other the finger.

oh and i got a setlist!

XoDeo