Recent posts around here have been almost, I dunno, happy. Or at least, not totally depressing.
Well, we can't have that! We have an image to maintain. Let's all get bummed out, and what better way to do it than with a visit from Nick Cave:
Thanks, Nick, for bringing us all down. Say, Christine Collister, what have you got? Something kind of sad, maybe?
That was lovely, but you know what I'm looking for? Something absolutely bleak, something that will erase every memory of joy I've ever known? Oh, wait? William Burroughs once recorded a Kurt Weill song? With lyrics by Bertolt Brecht that nonetheless sound like Burroughs could've written them himself? Nope, nothing perky here:
