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63. Grinderman – No Pussy Blues

22/10/2009

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From Nick Cave himself, at the time of release: “As our dreams and desires are hung on the butcher’s hook of rampant consumerism, and the mirage and the illusion and the Nike trainers are served up on the trembling quim of an impossibly nubile girl-thing, No Pussy Blues tells it like it is. It is the child standing goggle-eyed at the cake shop window, as the shop-owner, in his plastic sleeves, barricades the door and turns the sign to “CLOSED”. It is the howl in the dark of the Everyman.” Well, quite. What makes No Pussy Blues even more impressive is that Nick Cave and the rest of Grinderman are all in their fifties, while the feral snarl, general obnoxiousness and downright libidinous sneer that pervades this song’s every second would be remarkable from a group half their age. It’s also very funny to observe one of the most articulate and creative minds of the last 30 years being driven into a frothing fury by something as base as an unrelievable bone. One shudders with excitement to think what Cave will be up when he’s 75.

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