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sublimereea

This looks like a beautiful dream. And I want to be in it forever.

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bookmania

Yass!!

slow-dazzle

Nick Cave on Leonard Cohen, from the Sick Bag Song

dogandbutterfly

Nick Cave’s handwritten dictionary of words, 1984.

blackrockandrollmusic-blog

The youngest of five children, Clementine was raised by his grandmother in a middle-class household on the good side of Edmonton. She died when he was 11, at which point he moved in with his parents. Growing up, Clementine spent much of his teenage years at the library, which became his sanctuary. He was taken by the writing of William Blake and Immanuel Kant, and was particularly interested in the work of the 17th-century philosopher John Locke, whose ‘‘Essay Concerning Human Understanding’’ he consumed like ‘‘fatherly wisdom.’’

‘‘I didn’t blend well with my classmates or my teachers,’’ he said. ‘‘So I did my homework here, and all of a sudden that was my life.’’ It seemed to me that Clementine’s autodidacticism was his way of asking how one should be in a world that doesn’t make sense — the type of inquisitive probing we get in his soulful songs, which draw on the work of French performers such as Léo Ferré, Édith Piaf and Henri Salvador. ‘‘I wanted to find people who were like me, and I did, in the people I was reading.’’

At 19, questioning his place in the world, Clementine moved to Paris. ‘‘Eventually I met other musicians and that’s when it all came out,’’ he said. ‘‘That’s when I started writing.’’ He and his friends formed a band, but according to Clementine, ‘‘they weren’t yearning as much as I was, so then I went back to the first instrument I discovered, which was the piano. And then a song came out.’’ He had no fixed address at the time, but he managed to scrape by as a busker; having begun that way myself, I wondered if it provided him with any sort of lesson. ‘‘It teaches you to be humble and kind to people, any kind of people,’’ he said. We agreed that buskers can make surprisingly good money — they do quite well, some of them. ‘‘And it gave me confidence because people would come up to me and go, ‘You’re great, good luck’ — that American spirit vibe. It also helped my singing voice because I had to project.’’ [Read More]

thelovejournals

We made love and then made love again and then after we had made love once more, quiet and dark and unspeaking and unthinking and then like a shower of meteors on a cold night, we went to sleep.

Ernest Hemingway, True At First Light (via thelovejournals)