In The House

I was lucky enough to go see Conversations with Nick Cave at The Melbourne Town Hall, last night with some cherished friends. Fuck me, it was epic.

As we sat there, waiting for the man to come on stage, the lights dimmed and his melodic voice spoke  "Steve McQueen " that featured in "One more time with feeling".

I cried, silent tears running down my cheeks as Julia touched my knee, in acknowledgement of the powerful spell of words that touch your soul.

I know we weren't the only ones that felt it......in the blood, guts and motherfucking bones. 

Ya' all know I'm a huge fan of his music, have been for decades. Now they say you should never meet your hero's, because they are likely to disappoint. Fair point. No one is perfect. Expectations fall short....

Last night was so far from that, Humble, Realistic and Honest.

Truthful, insightful and straight out legendary.

The prophet. The mystical motherfucker  Nick Cave 

I was acutely aware that at the Melbourne Town hall last night, there was a mass healing taking place on so many levels. It was everywhere, in the questions asked and the responses given.People stated it. Humble as ever, it was returned.
 
It was like a flow of reciprocated awesomeness and connection. No bullshit.

​Pure
No judgement
Hilarious
Sad
Profound


When he played his piano and sung , it continued.

Clarity and confirmation on a  existential level.

It wasn't supposed to be a spiritual experience, but tell that to the people there.  

Or Maybe it's just me? Every-time I see Nick Cave and the BadSeeds, it's a spiritual experience for me personally. I come away healed through the words and  music.

Forever a fan of the spell, o deeply woven.

"Because someone’s gotta sing the stars
And someone’s gotta sing the rain
And someone’s gotta sing the blood
And someone’s gotta sing the pain"

Steve McQueen ~ Nick Cave