I bought new music (and have ordered more: yay!) last weekend, but I haven't had a chance to really listen to it. My desktop computer, which houses my iTunes library, has been inexplicably sans internet for a couple of weeks. You know what a pain it is to rip music when you can't look up track info? Alas, rebooting didn't do the trick, so stronger measures, such as untangling cords and double-checking connections, were in order. But because my guest room, where said computer sits, has no overhead lighting at the moment--the light bulb having burned out about a week or two ago, requiring fetching the ladder out of the garage to change--I haven't been able to do the heroic troubleshooting to fix my computer because I need the light to see what I'm doing, etc. etc. You see how these difficulties compound.
Today, at last, I changed the light bulb, allowing me to see my computer desk and Byzantine cord set up, allowing me to pull things apart and figure out what the hell was wrong with my internet, allowing me to finally load my new music.
So, all of this is to say that I really really like the new Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds. Further, I love Cave's embrace of the cheesey mustache and long hair, which makes him look like Burt Reynolds circa 1975 or like a seventies porn star. That is some excellent retaining of the cool while aging.
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