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It ends with the repeated warning "Don't Touch Me", a phrase you'd expect to hear from someone with a raw wound. "Girl In Amber" is a poignant ballad, many of the lyrics once again seemingly vaguely referencing his son's death. "Rings of Saturn" is an atmospheric, ambiguously erotic, song with Cave reciting rather than singing - something he does more often as his poetry gets longer and more complicated. A litany of lost characters follows, as if summoned from the purgatory by Cave's incantation "With my voice/I am calling you". The album opens with "Jesus Alone"'s eerie synths, while its first lines seem to address his recent loss in a shockingly direct manner "You fell from the sky/Crash landed in a field/Near the river Adur".
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I mean sure, sometimes the lack of artwork can be a kind of art statement (think of The Beatles' "White Album") but this is just blunt and ugly.
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The cover certainly doesn't forebode anything good, being a simple green font on black background, like a PC monitor from the 80's. So, upon returning to my house after a very saisfying concert, it was with a positive attitude that I listened to "Skeleton Tree" for the first time. One minor quibble for old fans like me was the over-reliance on "Skeleton Tree" material (7 songs), but both the new songs and what we did hear of the old favourites was played fervently. The Bad Seeds were impeccable as usual, despite the absence of Cave's former lieutenant, Blixa. Also theatrical and energetic as always, and keen to connect to his audience, often losing himself in the crowd and leading many of them onstage for the encore. Dark and broody? Absolutely - but then these words have been synonyms of "Nick Cave" forever. I was somewhat apprehensive of a night of morose piano balladry, but I needn't have feared: this was the Nick Cave we've known and loved for 30 years: visibly affected by his experience, but not beaten. At that point I hadn't heard the new album yet (it was delivered to me on the same morning) but some youtube excerpts seemed to point to a rather depressing bunch of slow songs. Cave the grief-stricken father, perhaps? The shocking story of his 15-year old son Arthur's death (he fell off a cliff after taking LSD with a schoolmate) had dominated Cave-related news in the last years, and this tour is the first after that personal tragedy. So when I entered Amsterdam's Ziggo Dome on October 6, I didn't know who to expect. I've seen Cave the self-destructive junkie, Cave the bible-wielding madman and fantastical murderer, Cave the troubadour of love, Cave the damned poet, Cave the singer of the underworld, even Cave the mid-life crisis hard rocker (about the time he also took to wearing a 70's pimp moustache). This was the 6th or 7th Nick Cave concert I've witnessed in a period of 30 years.