Drinking, Fighting, Fucking and Crying Title

Drinking, Fighting, F*&king, and Crying

zap_caveAnd we’ve come to crying. Anyone here unable to admit to crying from time to time? More than time to time? In some reverse macho way I love crying – it’s one of the reasons I always keep a handful of albums by The Cure on hand. Crying is such a visceral, cathartic experience, it’s like nothing else, except maybe sneezing (which I used to overlook until I read Anton Lavey’s article about sneezing where he refers to it as ‘little death’).

Nick Cave knows about crying. It’s kind of hard to imagine any of the various versions of Cave through time crying, but that’s because of his early explosive lunacy and his later sophisticated repose. But you can tell by his life and his work that Mr. Cave knows crying so he uses its catalysts to great effect in his music. Now, I won’t say the song I’ve chose here – Hallelujah, from 2001’s No More Shall We Part – induces tears in me, but it certainly leads to their contemplation. And it’s really just the coda, featuring Kate and Anna McGarrigle’s lovely vocals, that really brings the sadness, so to speak.

I absolutely LOVE it. But then, as we’ve already gone over, I love to cry.


Next week – Drinking!



Shawn C Baker

Shawn C Baker

Shawn lives in Los Angeles where he co-hosts Drinking w/ Comics, writes screenplays and fiction and has been known to drink quite a bit of beer. Good beer.

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