Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds | Skeleton Tree, 2016
Entre muitas ocupações
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de que também há que
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muito urgentes
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de que também há que
morrer
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Tadeusz Różewicz
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09/05/17
05/05/17
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| © Andrew Dominik | One More Time With Feeling, 2016 |
"The idea that we live life in a straight line, like a story, seems to me to be increasingly absurd and, more than anything, a kind of intellectual convenience... I feel that the events in our lives are like a series of bells being struck and the vibrations spread outwards, affecting everything, our present, and our futures, of course, but our past as well. Everything is changing and vibrating and in flux."
Nick Cave, aqui.
15/12/16
I look forward to the day people get sick of superheroes.
08/12/16
09/09/16
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| © Andrew Dominik | Nick Cave |
“Most of us don’t want to change, really. I mean, why should we? But what happens when an event occurs that is so catastrophic that you just change? You change from the known person to an unknown person. So that when you look at yourself in the mirror, you recognize the person that you were, but the person inside the skin is a different person.” Nick Cave in, One More Time with Feeling
Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds | Skeleton Tree, 2016
05/09/16
04/08/16
06/06/16
03/12/15
...I say thank you but no... no thank you.
Letters Live | Kylie Minogue, 2015
To
all those at MTV,
I
would like to start by thanking you all for the support you have given me over
recent years and I am both grateful and flattered by the nominations that I have received for best male artist. The air play given to both the Kylie Minogue
and P. J. Harvey duets from my latest album murder ballads has not gone
unnoticed and has been greatly appreciated. So again my sincere thanks.
Having
said that, I feel that it's necessary for me to request that my nomination for
best male artist be withdrawn and furthermore any awards or nominations for
such awards that may arise in later years be presented to those who feel more
comfortable with the competitive nature of these award ceremonies. I myself, do
not. I have always been of the opinion that my music is unique and individual
and exists beyond the realms inhabited by those who would reduce things to mere
measuring. I am in competition with no-one.
My relationship with my muse is a delicate one at the best of times and I feel
that it is my duty to protect her from influences that may offend her fragile
nature.
She
comes to me with the gift of song and in return i treat her with the respect I feel she deserves - in this case this means not subjecting her to the
indignities of judgement and competition. My muse is not a horse and I am in no
horse race and if indeed she was, still i would not harness her to this tumbrel
- this bloody cart of severed heads and glittering prizes. My muse may spook!
May bolt! May abandon me completely!
So once again, to the people at MTV, I appreciate the zeal and energy that was
put behind my last record, I truly do and say thank you and again I say thank
you but no... no thank you.
Yours
sincerely,
Nick Cave
21 oct 1996
08/10/15
07/08/15
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| © David Oelhoffen | Viggo Mortensen - Loin des hommes, 2014 |
O que sabemos não é nada comparado com o que nos sentimos impelidos a fazer movidos pela bondade do nosso coração. A sabedoria não se pode transmitir. E, no momento da verdade, não abandonamos nós a sabedoria e não a substituímos pelo amor?
Henry Miller, in Os livros da minha vida
15/07/15
Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds | No More Shall We Part, 2001
As I sat sadly by her side
At the window, through the glass
She stroked a kitten in her lap
And we watched the world as it fell past
Softly she spoke these words to me
And with brand new eyes, open wide
We pressed our faces to the glass
As I sat sadly by her side
She said, "Father, mother, sister, brother,
Uncle, aunt, nephew, niece,
Soldier, sailor, physician, labourer,
Actor, scientist, mechanic, priest
Earth and moon and sun and stars
Planets and comets with tails blazing
All are there forever falling
Falling lovely and amazing"
Then she smiled and turned to me
And waited for me to reply
Her hair was falling down her shoulders
As I sat sadly by her side
At the window, through the glass
She stroked a kitten in her lap
And we watched the world as it fell past
Softly she spoke these words to me
And with brand new eyes, open wide
We pressed our faces to the glass
As I sat sadly by her side
She said, "Father, mother, sister, brother,
Uncle, aunt, nephew, niece,
Soldier, sailor, physician, labourer,
Actor, scientist, mechanic, priest
Earth and moon and sun and stars
Planets and comets with tails blazing
All are there forever falling
Falling lovely and amazing"
Then she smiled and turned to me
And waited for me to reply
Her hair was falling down her shoulders
As I sat sadly by her side
...
Nick Cave
17/06/15
04/05/15
10/03/15
Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds | Murder Ballads, 1996
The reasons I feel compelled to write love songs are legion. Some of these became clearer to me when I sat down with a friend of mine. We admitted to each other that we both suffered from the psychological disorder that the medical profession terms "Erotigraphomania".
Erotigraphomania is the obsessive desire to write love letters. He shared with me the fact that he had written, and sent, over the past five years more than 7,000 love letters to his wife. My friend looked exhausted, and his shame was almost palpable. We discussed the power of the love letter, and found that it was, not surprisingly, very similar to that of the love song. Both serve as extended meditations on one's beloved. Both serve to shorten the distance between the writer and the recipient. Both hold within them a permanence and power that the spoken word does not. Both are erotic exercises in themselves. Both have the potential to reinvent, through words, like Pygmalion with his self-created lover of stone, one's beloved. But more than that, both have the insidious power to imprison one's beloved, to bind their hands with love-lines, gag them, blind them, for words become the defining parameter that keeps the image of the loved one imprisoned in a bondage of poetry. "I have taken possession of you," the love letter, the love song, whispers, for ever.
Nick Cave, in The secret life of the love song - The complet lyrics 1978 - 2013
17/02/15
14/02/15
A memória faz de nós o que somos.
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| © Bleddyn Butcher | Nick Cave - West Berlin, 1985 |
A nossa alma e a nossa razão de viver estão ligadas à memória.
Nick Cave, aqui.
13/02/15
Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds | Murder Ballads, 1996
The writer who refuses to explore the darker reaches of the heart will never be able to write convincingly about the wonder, magic and joy of love, for just as goodness cannot be trusted unless it has breathed the same air as evil, so within the fabric of the love song, within its melody, its lyric, one must sense an acknowledgement of its capacity for suffering.
Nick Cave, in The secret life of the love song - The complet lyrics 1978 - 2013
26/11/14
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| © Bernardo Martins, 2014 |
"This shimmering space, where imagination and reality intersect - where all life and tears and joy exist, this is the place, this is where we live."
Nick Cave, in 20,000 Days On Earth
25/11/14
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| © Iain Forsyth & Jane Pollard | 20,000 Days On Earth, 2014 |
"Your limitations make you the wonderful disaster you most probably are."
Nick Cave
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