Nick Cave!

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We managed to score babysitting on Wednesday night so we could see Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds at the Kool Haus. Cave was one of the things the Sweetie and I bonded over when we first met, and we never miss an opportunity to see him live.

The set Wednesday was a lot sloppier than usual--the Bad Seeds are usually an incredibly tight outfit, but Cave seems to have entered a phase where he's going for energy over finesse--but even so, it was a pretty darn powerful performance. (I still miss long-time Seed, Blixa Bargeld, though. Blixa left the band a few albums ago, much to my chagrin. Blixa and Nick on stage together was a wonderful, wonderful thing.)

Anyway, to celebrate, here's a link to Cave performing Red Right Hand at Glastonbury in 1998. It is possibly my favourite Cave song ever (I'd love to vid it, but the bastard is 6:30 long) but even better is the fact that I was in the audience for this performance. (Squint really hard and maybe you can see me and the Sweetie, over there, off to the left. *g*)

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You don't like Wings of Desire?!!! Oh no! It's easily one of my top five films ever. (I love it slightly less than Lawrence of Arabia, and slightly more than Withnail and I.) I've seen it countless times and always find I get more out of it with each viewing.

In fact, I'm pretty sure Wings of Desire has a lot to do with why I'm loving Castiel on SPN. My fave character in the film is Cassiel, the angel who doesn't become human and is a big old angst puppy. In fact, I'd be awfully surprise if Kripke and company weren't familiar with Wender's film, given how close the names of the two angels are.

I'll grant you, it isn't for everyone. I once brought my copy up to show my parents since I reckoned everyone should see it and my folks are/were partial to foreign films. Mom bailed after about 20 minutes. Dad gamely stuck it till the end, and then as the credits were rolling turned to me with a confused expression and asked "Do you really enjoy this movie?" And this was from a man who loved the 6 hour Wagner opera we took him to a few years back.

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I'll tell you--and I'm particularly proud of this--I actually prefer City of Angels, which I saw on a plane coming back from San Francisco. And I say that, not particularly being a fan of Nicholas Cage.

I was just not engaged, =at all=, emotionally by the moving and I felt it was a bit pretentious (and I can be a movie snob too--so I'm not sure exactly what was fueling that).

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I actually prefer City of Angels

Noooooo!!!!!!! Not even the presence of Andre Braugher could convince me to watch that. Never, never, never. (It's like the Vanishing Point remake with Viggo Mortensen. I love Viggo, but I'd rather stick hot pokers in my eyes.)

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I know! I was shocked too. I had no interest in seeing that movie in theatres, as the original had soured me so much on the concept. But I adored Andre Braugher, and overall, for me, it had a much lighter feel. So--on an airplane anyway--I found it much more enjoyable.

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You know if we were dating, I'd have to break up with you now. *g*

I did actually break up with a guy in high school because of his taste in music. He insisted on playing The Carpenters in his dad's car every time we went on a date. ::shudder::

That said, I'm much more tolerant these days. Which is a good thing, because for every movie/CD/book the Sweetie and I both adore, there's another we have completely opposite opinions of.

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Hee! I'm giggling like an idiot.

All I can say is it's a good thing your sweetie found you first. ;-)