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The role of rock star, albeit in the accursed mode no longer satisfies to Nick Cave, and hence the literature and song recitals like the one on Saturday, offered at the Casino L’Aliança del Poble Nou. The short distances Cave disturbed narrator. Warmer was the balance of its other missions, interact with the public. The language barrier and a bit about his attitude, more sarcastic dialogue, not encouraged to ask questions or to foster a receptive environment.
The experience was an air of real hearing where the monarch serves the subjects without bothering too much to comprehend. Although his jokes provoked laughter, like when someone asked for the contents of his cup and said: “It’s crack!”. Without a translator, dominated the anglophone questions. One was interested in his weariness of interviews and the artist replied that they are “a lost battle” because journalists “always ask the same question. Another fan suggested if he wanted to hear a demo of a new group and the Australian took it off. Cave finished signing autographs in the lobby.
The monster inside
While the colloquial Cave failed to materialize, the troubled artist and musician did. Axis put his second novel, The Death of Bunny Munro, an individual’s history of erratic existence whose wife has committed suicide and who rebels against the Christian sentiment of guilt in a spiral of outbreaks not without humor.
Emphatic in his two lectures, which he combined with that held in Castilian, actor Alex Brendermühl, Cave showed a profile with the angry and vitriolic verbal authority of a preacher, and braided the strands with strong musical dialogues with Martyn P. Casey (bass) and Warren Ellis’s cheap aion kinah, which alternated violin, guitar and small percussion set (sometimes two instruments at once) inflections dominate the repertoire. A total of 18 songs, with initial role for the inner parts, with Cave on piano, and Into My Arms, The Weeping Song, The ship song and God is in the house. Slowly, the monster peered inside: Tupelo, a diabolical The Mercy Seat, a DO you love me? imperative and, with the electric guitar, garage rock onslaught on Dig! Lazarus, dig! and burning ships with Grinderman, before some encores with Lime Tree Arbor, Red right hand and Lucy. Cave demonstrated two things: that its dialogue with the audience squeals and artistic greatness beyond even the fabulous Bad Seeds.