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Celebrating Absence: A Smattering of Nick Cave + Warren Ellis + The Bad Seeds

As the months go on, I mentally tick off the shows I was supposed to see. I marked them off my calendar long ago, but you know, the little scratched out writing is still there. In the scheme of things, it is a small loss, but occasionally, I indulge in a light depression about it.

This evening, I was supposed to see Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds perform live for the second time. The first time was in Chicago at the Auditorium Theatre in Chicago. This time, I had a bit more special trip planned. I was going to see him in Detroit, one of my other favorite U.S. cities, at the Masonic Temple Theatre. My brother recommended the room as it is smaller, and he mentioned it would be one of the more intimate ways to catch a show. My brother was also planning to see Nick Cave on a special trip. Double bummer for us.

Instead of a pity party, I’ve been trying to go through some live performances (minus the recording of “All the Beautiful Things”, which I threw because it’s beautiful), and even though I am not there, it’s not live, the band still sounds, looks, and feels damn good.

Dayuuum, Boy: Marlon Williams

So, I don’t remember the exact path that led me to stumble upon Marlon Williams. I think Spotify recommended him as a “Fans Also Like” algorithm suggestion.

He is already pretty big (huge?) in his native New Zealand, and I’m assuming Australia, but maybe William will confirm if he happens to stumble upon this entry! Additionally it appears Marlon was briefly in A Star is Born (the remake with Lady Gaga that I still haven’t seen) and his song “Dark Child” was featured in the documentary Wild Wild Country.

He’s been on “Conan” in the U.S. too.

So where have I been? Well, I don’t watch a lot of tv, and I don’t watch a lot of movies when they first come out probably because I am a bit of a grandma in terms of pop culture. In a bubble I am.

But when I heard Marlon Williams, I was like “Damn, this Marlon boy kinda sounds like if Nick Cave had a baby with Orville Peck and it was also very talented and kinda dark but great at storytelling,” and if you have been reading my stuff or do read into my archives, you will know that combination of artists would be capable of grasping my beating heart and crushing it, and I would still manage to die with a smile on my face.

But then I looked this Marlon boy up, and I was like “Damn, this boy is also very handsome, funny, and goofy.”

So yeah, Marlon will 100% be a regular staple to my listening habits. Congrats on leaving me speechless even though you dance kinda funny. I am rurnt.

I was wrong.

In a post not too long ago at all, I declared 2020 as “The Year of Live Music”.

As time presses on, I am more and more wrong.

Here’s the updated roster:

  1. Budos Band- This has been tentatively moved to September. I wasn’t originally going to be able to go to this because of my trip to Japan. Well, unfortunately my trip to Japan also got cancelled. The silver lining is that this show got moved to a time when I can now see it (hopefully). Fingers crossed that things will improve by that time.
  2. Hinterland Festival- I recently got an email saying Hinterland is still on, but I am most worried about this show. I mainly feel that I have mentally aged out of most festivals at this point. However, I was looking for to camping and the general vibe of this fest. Fingers crossed, but I’m feelin’ like it’s gonna be a no.
  3. Faith No More and Rammstein- TBD. I just don’t know what the world will be like in September.
  4. Nick Cave- TBD.

My pity party aside, please do not misunderstand: I think it is much more important for everyone to stay inside for as long as it takes, the government to do more, and have an organized plan for this time and reentry.

While my planned adventures have waned, I have been continuing my adventures in a mundane fashion within a 4 mile radius:

I went running and saw this cool mural.

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I went running in the rain, and it looked like I peed my pants.

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I went running and wore these great socks.

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Honestly, that’s about it. The little escapes and things continue to be everything as I am not great at being positive at the moment, and as I believe negativity is toxic, I am trying to improve on this and some habits. Ever a work in progress.

Here is a one of my favorite songs for times I’m processing but time still passes. Also it’s just a damn good song.

“Seasons (Waiting On You)” by Future Islands

I will be retuning more soon with Vinyl Days and other musings. I’ve been in the weeds with work, school, some freelance stuff, as well as caring for my mental health (a constant!).

Looking Out a Rainy Window with Tindersticks

I am very lucky to have a great, safe space to be in during the pandemic isolation. One of my favorite places to sit is an enclosed porch. Today, I was sitting out there, and it started to storm something fierce, and then, as I have mentioned we call it in the South, the devil started beatin’ his wife.

No matter. We’ve had a few beautiful days here in Chicago, and the rain came in to wash it away for bit. But I hope it will also calm the many moods. My own. And others.

Last week, I stumbled upon a really great band through an unexpected source, the 2009-2013 HBO series “Eastbound & Down”. I love the series, but that opinion aside, the soundtrack is seriously good. The Tindersticks song “The Organist Entertains” was the song that stood out to me most:

I fell down a rabbit hole and have found Tindersticks to be even better than the taste above. Tindersticks in an English band that has been around since 1991. I think if you like Nick Cave, you will very much be into Tindersticks. It was very difficult to pick only a are a few of my favorites because they are all damn good:

“What Are You Fighting For?”

There is a future coming up behind,
And I can feel it but I don’t know where it’s coming from,
And I can hold it but I; I cannot see its face,
And time is out of my hand.

 

“Show Me Everything”

Bound together, separate,
Take these stones, build something,
Define the walls, decorate,
Our mouths on the glass, we believe we taste,
Everything we could have had.

“Mistakes”

I went flying around,
And I had my strings cut,
I wasn’t coming down.

I am not sure if Tindersticks is new to you, but whether they are or not, I hope you enjoy some of their songs. They have certainly touched my heart.

2020: The Year of Live Music

Calling it now: 2020 is The Year of Live Music in my small corner of the world.

I ended 2019 by seeing a pretty transcendent performance by BADBADNOTGOOD (a bucket list show for me).

This is what is on deck for 2020 so far:

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Are You There?: Nick Cave’s The Red Hand Files

“It seems to me, that if we love, we grieve. That’s the deal.” -Nick Cave

Grief is an isolating experience. Even if one has experienced grief, it is a state that is challenging to wholly fathom unless you are in the midst of it. The pull of grief is hypnotic and suffocating. So much that even when experience grief collectively, we are like an archipelago: we see each other and share a similar existence, but we are, until the passage of time and acceptance, our own island.

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Felix Gonzales-Torres, Untitled. 1991. Source: https://artmuseum.princeton.edu/art/exhibitions/1576

While grief and isolation are a part of the human experience at times, we are not meant to live in isolation or permanent grief.  This is one reason why John Donne’s “No Man is an Island” is still so relevant over 400 years later:

No man is an island,
Entire of itself,
Every man is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main.
If a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less.
As well as if a promontory were.
As well as if a manor of thy friend’s
Or of thine own were:
Any man’s death diminishes me,
Because I am involved in mankind,
And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls;
It tolls for thee.

As we continue our hurtle towards singularity and secularism, it can be difficult to remain anchored, let alone find an anchor that supports us in our grief or times of isolation. No wonder we are, at times, so hungry for some type of opiate.

We seek out anchors in our family, friends, community, religion, activities, and idols. Myself, I find great solace in physical activity and sage wisdom (a la Mr. Roger’s “helpers” but for adults). I find much respite from isolation and grief in someone who has publicly wrestled with their own grief: Nick Cave.

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Spotify Wrapped 2019 + Decade

While I’ve avoided the crippling seasonal depression of 2018 thus far, I have experienced crippling writer’s block at the end of 2019. I will hopefully be back at it mid to late month.

My Spotify Wrapped 2019 + Decade is after the jump.

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