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Rating: Nick Cave's latest albums are of an impressive beauty.
I don't believe that "a musician has little to add after the third album," as someone claims in one of the reviews on de-baser. On the contrary. Of course, it depends on the artistic depth of the musician in question. But that either exists or it doesn't, there's not much to be done about it.
Nocturama, the twelfth work with the Bad Seeds, comes after the excellent "No More Shall We Part" and, despite the title, presents us a more "daytime" Nick Cave than usual. Starting from the cover, unusually bright for his album. And then the title of the first track, "Wonderful Life"... what's happening, has Cave definitively abandoned hell to devote himself body and soul to the theme that has always interested him the most, love?
Well, maybe yes. And I don't mind at all.
I'm satisfied with his voice, more beautiful than ever. And the excellent Bad Seeds, a band capable of supporting it in the best possible way. Whether in the more delicate tracks, where the musical accompaniment seems (seems!) to become rarefied to emphasize the piano, or in the more "violent" ones, like "Babe, I'm On Fire," the last track of the album: a 15-minute rampage where Blixa Bargeld & Co. unleash all their energy while Cave lists the world in forty verses (see sample).
I can't wait for the next album to come out.
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
04 Bring It On (05:22)
This garden that I built for you
That you sit in now and yearn
I will never leave it, dear
I could not bear to return
And find it all untended
With the trees all bended low
This garden is our home, dear
And I got nowhere else to go
So bring it on
Bring it on
Every little tear
Bring it on
Every useless fear
Bring it on
All your shattered dreams
And I’ll scatter them into the sea
Into the sea
The geraniums on your window sill
The carnations, dear, and the daffodil
Well, they’re ordinary flowers
But they long for the light of your touch
And of your trembling will
Ah, you’re trembling still
And I am trembling too
To be perfectly honest I don’t know
Quite what else to do
So bring it on
Bring it on
Every neglected dream
Bring it on
Every little scheme
Bring it on
Every little fear
And I’ll make them disappear
So bring it on, bring it on
Bring it on
Every little thing
Bring it on
Every tiny fear
Bring it on
Every shattered dream
And I’ll scatter them into the sea
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By maddalena
Life indeed seems wonderful if the world can still count on dark poets like that man.
Finally come the 14 minutes of 'Babe, I'm on fire', and everything is truly in flames, the pure fire of rock manifests from our speakers and burns, God how it burns!
