Grubby Halo- When Angels Look Up

Parental Masturbatory

2011-10-04T06:17:00.002+05:30

Daddy masturbates his plans
While you try to talk about yours
Don’t criticize his size or his hands
Or mama will whip your sorry ass

]Honor your father and mother
And your days may be long and boring
Speak the truth from your heart and stand by it
And you wont have to be adoring

Don’t do drugs kids
It will make you like your parents
Whatever it is they are on
Don’t do drugs kids
It will make you like your parents
Whatever it is they are on

Daddy masturbates his plans
While you try to talk about yours
Don’t criticize his size or his hands
Or mama will whip your sorry ass

]Honor your father and mother
And your days may be long and boring
Speak the truth from your heart and stand by it
And you wont have to be adoring

Speak the truth from your heart and stand by it
And you wont have to be adoring

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Free Fish

2011-09-26T18:39:00.003+05:30

Free fish of the sea
You don’t need that fancy cruise
You'll wind up on the menu
The captain's been having you
For breakfast, lunch and dinner
You’re better off in the sea than in the stew
They’re after you
Don't bite that bait, and complicate your freedom

Free humanity
You don’t need those ill fit shoes
Don't rush to join the rat race
There’s more to life than that maze
Even if you’re a winner
The only thing in it for you is cheese
It’s just a tease
Don't bite that bait, and complicate your freedom

Freedom is a choice
Freedom is a voice
Freedom is a virtue
Freedom is what you do
Freedom is freedom
Freedom is free for a price
It’s not for fish and mice

Don’t chase that cheese and forget that you are human
Don't sacrifice a slice of who you could become
Don’t pawn that crown and disown your kingdom
Don’t sell your soul and desolate it’s ransom
Don’t run so far you don’t know where you came from
Don’t follow the pack and desecrate your wisdom
Let nothing appease your appetite for freedom

Free and indie artist
You don't need to take those cues
Don’t rush to sign that contract
The fineprint’s not got your back
Be wary of that sponsor
You’re taller on your feet than on your knees
Even in a squeeze
Don't bite that bait, and complicate your freedom

Free people like me
You don’t need to be sold to
Let no one tell you what to do
You know what is best for you
You look like you’re an addict
Desperate to get kicked
Pregnant with your dreams
Bursting at the seams
Listen to your heart above the market
Your bestest bet
Don’t topple the apple cart
of the delicate balancing act
Ask the fish that was eaten
If it changed the system from within
Ask the mouse that got the cheese
And early worm that got the bird
Get every one’s opinion
Have your own if you must but first
Don't bite that bait, and complicate your freedom

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Free Fish

Under A Cloud

2011-07-03T16:41:00.006+05:30

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This town was painted

With choices of foregone years

Every street, sign and shop

Echoes voices of yawning dawn

I must go to the sunset

With something I did not bring

I take what I give back

With a pride I cannot wring

This life is tainted

With noises of broken words

Spoken awoken token

Promises of good intent

Born to carry on

And then one day gone

Empty handed all along

And an aching out of bounds

These moments are icing

Acquainted with the glaze

They're yours, and they're mine

Between us they're slightly divine

Forever trapped somehow

In fingers worn with loss

Let us now rise in love

Each to his or her own cross

This house is rented

On a familiar overdraft

The keys are hidden

Under the welcoming doormat

The garden is over grown

But we like it that way

Blessings and thorns (wherever are they from)

We've reaped more than we've sown

This road is long

This song will never be through

These skies disguise

Rainbows wrapped in blue

My worried bursts of prayer

A mating call to God

Waiting for an answer

Did I miss it when she called

Under a cloud!

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Under a Cloud

http://launch.groups.yahoo.com/group/Talk2Songwriters/message/26690

Arul: very poetic stuff. Don't know if anyone would have the time to try to
decipher the meaning in this as it passed by in a song.. But generations could
study it as a word poem.Â /Glen

Â Glen
http://www.reverbnation.com/glenking
http://soundcloud.com/glenking

http://launch.groups.yahoo.com/group/Talk2Songwriters/message/26701

Um Arul,
what you smoking? What's making this cloud of deep thought? I'm funnin' ya. This
is thought provoking writing and in your style that fits. The bridge turns the
picture/story nicely. A listener would need many listens to appreciate it.

John
http://members.soundclick.com/john+hoffman
http://www.soundclick.com/bands/default.cfm?bandID=1128061

http://launch.groups.yahoo.com/group/Talk2Songwriters/message/26701

ha ha whatcha been smokin? Arul, this so reminded me of my early Army hangin in
the barracks, spinning vinyl. Back then like Pink Floyd and Wishbone Ash, this
writing seems to be a part of an entire alblum dedicated to relating past with
present. Compelling words that could cover many spots in life. Will be watching
for any re-write or music file, love to hear it. imo this ain't country of
course ( lol ) yet it is a tapestry of emotion, quite well written. thanks for
sharing / tom
ps...love the ending: did I miss her call?

Press - What Shit They Print

2011-06-28T03:35:00.000+05:30

I discovered this today. Let me clarify, we were far from tight. Faaaaaaaaaaaaaar far far from Tight.

Whiplash of metal

Whiplash ’08, the music festival, just raised Bangalore’s profile a few notches on the Rock map of India

Photo: Sampath Kumar g.p.

COMING OF AGE Most bands played original scores

Original rock and metal music in Bangalore seems to be finally finding its niche, and quite a large one at that. In keeping with the status of Bangalore as a somewhat Rock Capital of India, with an audience that is quite music-literate as well as mature, Whiplash’08, the Metal and Rock festival organised by the B.M.S. College of Engineering, was no less than a tribute to the rock cult status of the city.

Focussing on Indian rock bands and original compositions, Whiplash provided the perfect platform for talent and despite the average sound quality, long sound checks and blazing heat (it was an all-day contest), the enthusiasm levels both in the mosh pit — which expanded as the sun went down — and the general audience, was unmistakable. With popular Indian band Bhoomi headlining the event, 11 bands selected out of 29 entries from all over the country performed. Illuminati won the Rock category and Inner Sanctum took home the prize for the best Metal Act.

College festivals, it seems, have come of age (what with another college — a rather affluent one at that — managing to bring Boney M to perform in the city). Yet, two things set this one apart from the rest. Firstly, the fact that most of the bands, both the college acts as well as their more seasoned counterparts, played original compositions. Colleges, in the past, have been infamous for inviting Indian bands and insisting that they play only covers. With festivals such as Whiplash, all that is set to change.

And secondly, the more important and exciting part: yes, the awards! In terms of money, several contests can give this one a run for its money; however, what probably got the bands turned on is the fact that the winner (Illuminati who won hands down in the rock category with a high-energy performance) will be opening for the Def Leppard Concert on May 16. The organisers of the Def Leppard concert, E-18, were the sponsors for the day, with The Hindu as their media sponsors. Nolan, frontman of Kryptos and Sujay of Bhoomi were the judges of the event. While the Metal acts were largely Thrash or Death, most bands played originals with very few covers. Each band played an average of four songs and while some acts seemed painfully long, the better ones seemed all too short.

Hot weather and too much dust in the air is not conducive to head bangers – especially if the sound is not up to the mark and the work uninspiring. Though the hard core fans continued to mosh and even sing along, most of them just hung around seeking refuge in the shade of the shamiana. Spirits rose as the temperatures dipped, as did the quality of the performances and even the sound wasn’t so unbearable anymore. Hanging around for all 11 performances is quite impossible, but I was lucky to catch both the winning bands. Inner Sanctum, winners in the Metal Category, were not so tight, but managed to get the evening started. Though the response was nothing exceptional – the band has some stage presence and did a decent cover of Arch Enemy.

Illuminati certainly took the cake, with an energetic Venky, perhaps the best in terms of stage presence, connected excellently with the crowd, and even managed to make it sound decent. Though they took a whole song to get the sounds right, they sounded good and their “Use protection” number — with the moans and the very politically incorrect lyrics — worked well with the audience. Even the disinterested Rock ignoramuses hanging around the basket ball courts, seemed to be interested as well as amused with Venky’s antics and spunk.

Bands such as Grubby Halo and Spitfire were good and among the tighter acts and seemed to have quite a fan following.

Though Spitfire seemed to have some timing problems on the drumming side, they managed to pull it off with some good guitars and originals.

No smokes, no alcohol, not enough black t-shirts and none of the frills of a rock show; the ice-lolly man and chaat stalls – not to forget the “100 percentile CAT coaching stall” — the place looked like an amateur college carnival crossing over to make its mark as a rock concert on par with the kinds held at Palace Grounds.

The organisers say that the police gave their management express instructions to conduct this festival at Palace Grounds next time around. Considering that it took a while to find parking space and was more of a public concert (not restricted to college students), this may just be a suggestion worth taking seriously!

DEEPA KURUP

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Bharat's First Grubby Artwork

2011-04-26T14:03:00.000+05:30

Casual Scream

2011-04-17T20:19:00.000+05:30

Part 1

Landscape panorama

Red tape from the skies

Evoked and evolved

Upturned lamp beauty

Kicked and resolved

Take it in - Let it out

Break even to the bone

Get a hit, get ahead

Momentine infinitum

Escape pleasurama

Agape crumbs paradise

Yoked and absolved

Return stamp duty

Licked and dissolved

Take it in - Let it out

Break even to the bone

Break a leg, lay an egg

Momentine ad infinitum

I’ve never heard of a dry fountain

I’ve never heard of the usual dream

I’ve never heard of a consensual wisdom

I’ve never heard a casual scream

Take it in - Let it out

Break even to the bone

Get a hit, get ahead

Momentine infinitum

Take it in - Let it out

Break even to the bone

Break a leg, lay an egg

Momentine ad infinitum

Part 2

Halo-gram-cinations

Hallelujah refractions

Chocolate cloaked misery

Unlearn tramp snooty

Strict and revolved

Break it in Break it out

Break a leg Make an omelet

Get a fit Get a fad

Serpentine momentum

Tailor made inflations

Jewel studded distractions

Complicated delivery

Discern clamp booty

Nicked and then healed

Break it in Break it out

Break an egg Make a streamlet

Get bit Get bad

Serpentine venom momentum

I’ve never been drunk on an empty goblet (no no no)

I’ve never eaten heat ripe wheat (yeah yeah yeah)

I’ve never believed in commonsense

I’ve never been good in my own defense

Break it in Break it out

Break a leg Make an omelet

Get fit Get fad

Pedantine dum dee dum

Break it up Break it down

Break an egg Make a steamlet

Get a bit Get it bad

Pedantineian dum dee dum yum

Break it up Break it down

Break an egg Make a steamlet

Get a bit Get it bad

Pedantineian dum dee dum yum

Part 3

Poke my eyes with your sunbeam

Flush my heart down the fattened gut of life

Sparkle me with stars I cannot see

Light walks the night to wake me to my dreams

Surreal kaleidoscope

Dominos of hope

Tickle me with irony

Sorrow lies stripped wit sincerity

Shake it up Shake it down

Do the figure of eight and circulate

Get on and off you go

Perfectine Shulamite

Vigilante transcendental

Bohemian righteousness

Bidding for control

Letting go of a human soul

Pieces of my heart

On a pie chart in your shopping cart op art

Free flea market dog n pony show

Hanging over tomorrow's glow

Rake it up wake it down

Pull the trigger with an educated finger

Get going coming again soon

Perfectineian Shulamite

I’ve kissed the fructose in your essence

I’ve infused madness with prudence

I’ve confused myself if not everybody else

I’ve avulsed my soul from the pulse of the squeeze

Shake it up Shake it down

Do the figure of eight and circulate

Get on and off you go

Perfectine Shulamite

Rake it up wake it down

Pull the trigger with an educated finger

Get going coming again soon

Perfectineian Shulamite

Part 4

Armholes in your wallet

Muscles flexing fat cells in your brains

Hunting devils in the details

Endgame plan deputy

interruptus

Part 5

Friendly fires bite the bullet

Dance with two left feet first

Pay for wars at the gas pump

Shame on sham mockery

What's wrong with us

Part 6

Read between my wrinkles

Give me a hero with nothing to sell

The well is deep and these tears are mere sprinkles

Life's fragile balance

Vanity n divinity

Take me to your your sandwich

Hot dog cold bitch

Talk me down not by bread alone

Unhitch my tent from the pitch of the rich

Part 7

Anybody out there is wiser to not be here

Kiss me once again my perfect one

Let me belive there are somethings worthwhile

Take it in - Let it out

Break even to the bone

Get a hit, get ahead

Momentine ad infinitum

The song keeps growing, and I made a little representative visual overlaying gimped images of The Scream by Edvard Munch and Szał uniesień. , by Władysław Podkowiński,

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As Years Roll By

2011-04-03T12:12:00.002+05:30

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As Tears Go By And By

2011-03-30T12:06:00.003+05:30

In the light of the fading sunset
The story of my day is overset
Life is rife with bleeding colors
Between the pages
And the Binding squeeze of Uncertainty

My poetry is hardly worth it’s breath
It’s just as good as food is to the dead
In prison bars I’m keeping time
doing the cages
Justice till I’m finally free

Interlude

I see the future in the past
When it comes I know it will not last
Ghosts of all we used to do
Reminding me of you
Haunting breeze embraces curtains

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Scratch

As Tears Go by and By

More Gloat

2011-02-14T17:55:00.002+05:30

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Thou Shalt Gloat- References to Good Morning Sunshine

2011-01-08T06:36:00.003+05:30

	Date	Link	Views
A	Aug 10, 2010	First referral from - www.google.com	10
B	Aug 02, 2010	First referral from YouTube search - good morning morning hello sunshine	21
C	Jul 28, 2010	First referral from YouTube search - morning sunshine song	32
D	Jul 22, 2010	First referral from - www.bing.com	13
E	Jul 17, 2010	First referral from YouTube search - good morning sunshine hello again	19
F	Jul 17, 2010	First referral from YouTube - /inbox	8
G	Jul 16, 2010	First referral from YouTube search - good morning sunshine song	100
H	Jul 15, 2010	First view from a mobile device	98
I	Jul 14, 2010	First referral from YouTube search - good morning yesterday song	16
J	Jul 14, 2010	First embedded on - grubbyhalo.blogspot.com	12

SingVocation Artwork Draft

2010-10-28T14:15:00.001+05:30

I want to record this as a concept album, here is a finalish draft of the artwork
Sing Vocation

Candy Cellophane

2010-10-15T06:59:00.002+05:30

Tata is the capital of India, we too have a Ground Zero, We invented the damn zero!

Corporate BullTalk

2010-10-06T05:33:00.006+05:30

Corporate BullTalk by Ta'fxkz

Corporate BullTalk

No one understands anything you say

You could put that in your résumé

Take a healthy bite of your corporate spoon

Step in line and sing this tune

Corporate BullTalk

(Keeps me alive)

Corporate BullTalk

(Credit cards)

Corporate BullTalk

(Read the fine print)

Corporate BullTalk

(Get the fucking hint)

If your elevator pitch won't get it up

Someone's gotta be going down

A working class hero is some kinda freak

Like a song n dancing bird with a foot in its beak

When you were young and a bit outta beat

Corporates told you what to eat

Dressed you up for school in designer shoes

Set you up for life to play by their rules

Were you born this smart? did you have to be trained?

Have your values all been rearranged

Exchanged your soul for a bowl of soup

The floor is no limit for how low you can stoop

Moo On up the corporate ladder

Moo On When the grass is greener

Mooooooooo

Corporate BullTalk

(The games we play)

Corporate BullTalk

(The price we pay)

Corporate BullTalk

(Appraise your dreams)

Corporate BullTalk

(So it seems)

Ground water has been taken siege

The land is blessed with fertile sludge

Thirsty Plachimada vs soft drink mogul

Guess who loses when the corporates gamble

Horse carts are being pulled by songbirds

Farmers are employed as security guards

A promise is a promise - what did you think

Fairness closed her eyes to a corporate wink

Quote an age old colonial legislation

Deploy loop holes in transision

Supreme Court says that no laws were flouted

Common sense knows how whose lives were affected

Tell me who's lives were affected

Tell me

Corporate BullTalk

(is building our nation)

Corporate BullTalk

(oral salvation)

Corporate BullTalk

(can replace an orgasm)

Corporate BullTalk

(Is a waste of oxygen)

(Moooooooooooooooooooo)

Sponsor a green hunt with no news coverage

Sports and arts gas up your image

India the dump yard for scrap and work

Do you think this rant is just a quirk

Is that a conscience or an externality

The Corporation is not a person you see

It should be in prison if not an asylum

If it really were such an non-moral person

Diplomacy is to be an asshole in style

You have not spoken from your heart in a while

Verbal flatulence is not making sense

Is your logic a crutch or a sword of defense

You really look good when you're bending over Wont you pick up another cheque on the floor

Corporate BullTalk

(drove out a cheap car)

Corporate BullTalk

(idiocy no bar)

Corporate BullTalk

(Stepped on the gas)

Corporate BullTalk

(up your ass)

mmm smells good

Optimize

Monitize

Metrixize

Steel towers crumble on fire and jet fuel

Only on Corporate sponsored media

Global cooling became global warming

All this hot air has no agenda

Support the holocaust with punch card machines

Look at who's behind the scenes

Get a load of the Bhopal tragedy

Sell the company, with no liability?

Corn syrup turns into corn sugar

Black Water turns to Xe

Laugh at the joke and not the jester

Never blame the con-pany

Corporate BullTalk

(sounds corny)

Corporate BullTalk

(is not even funny)

Corporate BullTalk

(Call it gabbage)

Corporate BullTalk

(disengage)!

Remember the time when your dreams were pure

You were immature and not so cock sure

Now you measure every conversation

With numbers for your organization

Whatever happened to character

Since head hunters dubbed you a profiteering punter

Cold comfort when you suck up to system

Cold profits for the corporate diadem

I do not care what the fuck you believe in

Evolution or the sermon on the mount

After all these years of civilization

Is we got, a corporate retirement?

Corporate BullTalk

(Break out)

Corporate BullTalk

(Shut up)

Corporate BullTalk

(Get out)

Corporate BullTalk

(Shut the fuck up)

Step on the gas!

Get Over It

So you haven't been the same since you had your little crash

You might feel better if they gave you some cash

First thing we do, let's kill all the lawyers

Quoting Shakespere's Dick the Butcher

Corporate BullTalk

(Legalese)

Corporate BullTalk

(Industrial Disease)

Corporate BullTalk

(Dire Straits)

Corporate BullTalk

(United States)

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Using Audacity in a Multi Channel Environment

2010-09-26T01:18:00.002+05:30

i am trying to record in a studio, the problems is that the studio uses pirated software and i do now want to go that road, so i have talked the dispassionate studio staffers into using Audacity, i am learning ot figure out how to use it in a multi channel situation. Lost 2 hours of singing my heart out because the chap at the controls did not save, the file. This is onely recording that actually made it.

I mixed it with the audio from my digicam which seemed better than the recording through the mixer. I would be grateful for any help and support around how to use Audacity or any other opensource DAW in a multi channel environment.

This one was lost from not being saved, but here is the digicam footage

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One More Hallelujah for the Road!

2010-09-18T14:14:00.000+05:30

I'd like to think i had no choice

Born with the gift of a tortured voice

And an appitite for vice though i'm a novice

I'd love to put my thoughts on ice

Salute the personal edifice

Yet, it all comes down to simple Hallelujahs

Vanity Oh Vanity

2010-09-15T08:43:00.000+05:30

As long as each is proud of his or her own path for it's own sake and not in comparison with others' paths.

http://www.theonion.com/articles/guy-carrying-guitar-case-on-elevator-envied-by-eve,18053/
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Guy Carrying Guitar Case On Elevator Envied By Everyone On Elevator, Imagines Guy

SEPTEMBER 11, 2010 | ISSUE 46•36

"The desperate desire to be me must be killing them," the guitar-case-carrying guy imagines.

ARTICLE TOOLS

NEW YORK—A guy carrying a guitar case on a midtown Manhattan elevator was envied and admired by fellow passengers during the entirety of his 14-floor ride, the guitar-case- carrying man imagined Monday.

"These people would kill to be me," the man thought in reference to the well-dressed professionals standing next to him in the elevator. "They see me, this guitar case, my sunglasses, my worn-out jeans, and think, 'Man, here's a guy who didn't sell out and become part of the corporate mainstream.'"

"This poor suit over here with the red tie definitely wants to be me," the guitar-case-carrying man continued in his mind. "From the moment we got on this thing he's been dying to ask me what the life of a musician is like."

According to the man's imagination, his fellow elevator passengers were envious of either his free-wheeling lifestyle; his gutsy decision to follow his dreams—money and so-called success be damned; or the fact that he doesn't give a fuck about shaving and hasn't done so regularly for the past 10 years.

In addition, his brain reportedly wondered if the straight-laced men in the elevator realized he's the kind of guy their wives think about when they're having sex.

"They're all dying to know if I'm a solo artist or if I'm in a band," the man's imagination confirmed as the elevator stopped at the fifth floor, letting on two more passengers he believed were refreshed by the rare sight of a true-blue rock-and-roll rebel in their stuffy office building. "They desperately want a taste of my world: a world without rules where the only thing that matters is where the next gig is, and whether or not the beers are on the house."

"If we had more time, I'd whip this puppy out right now and play a few tunes," his cerebral cortex added. "Heh. I bet that'd make these sorry corporate drones' day."

As the elevator continued upward, passengers made slight throat-clearing sounds and occasional fleeting eye contact with one another, signs the guitar-carrying man took to indicate a major epiphany on their part that they shouldn't have gone to fancy colleges, settled down, and had families, and that they would be better off letting the natural ebb and flow of life take them where it may.

"Even if I told you, you probably wouldn't recognize the names of my musical influences," the man silently responded to a question he felt the woman in the white dress was too embarrassed to ask out loud. "And yeah, I'm mostly self-taught. I learned by tinkering around and trying to find my own sound, you know?"

The man went on to pity the people on the elevator for not being courageous and passionate enough to rip off their ties, throw them on the floor, and walk out of their office building forever. He then reflected on how it must be killing them right now to be like flies trapped in amber, peering out to see a soul, free as a bird, doing everything they wish they could do but are too terrified to even try.

The man proceeded to make a slow, pitying head shake.

"That poor bald bastard in the plaid sweater just looked right at me," the man's imagination continued as the elevator passed the 10th floor. "He wants to be me so bad. He's going to be thinking all day about what a wild, unencumbered spirit he was lucky enough to rub elbows with on the elevator this morning."

"If only these squares knew that, deep down, being creative is a burden in its own way," he wordlessly added. "But shit, I made a deal with the devil a long time ago, and I intend to hold up my end of the bargain. Sorry if you guys can't wrap your little heads around that."

When the elevator reached the 14th floor, the man exited with his guitar case, leaving the remaining passengers to continue thinking what they thought the second he appeared in the lobby: that they had never felt more comfortable in their decisions to have jobs with decent salaries, health insurance, and generous, well-balanced retirement plans.

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In addition, his brain reportedly wondered if the straight-laced men in the elevator realized he's the kind of guy their wives think about when they're having sex.

"If we had more time, I'd whip this puppy out right now and play a few tunes," his cerebral cortex added. "Heh. I bet that'd make these sorry corporate drones' day."

The man proceeded to make a slow, pitying head shake.

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2010-09-12T05:24:00.000+05:30

i respect Nick Cave for writing this letter to MTV

LETTER TO MTV

TO ALL THOSE AT MTV,

I WOULD LIKE TO START BY THANKING YOU ALL FOR THE SUPPORT YOU HAVE GIVEN ME OVER RECENT YEARS AND I AM BOTH GRATEFUL AND FLATTERED BY THE NOMINATIONS THAT I HAVE RECEIVED FOR BEST MALE ARTIST. THE AIR PLAY GIVEN TO BOTH THE KYLIE MINOGUE AND P. J. HARVEY DUETS FROM MY LATEST ALBUM MURDER BALLADS HAS NOT GONE UNNOTICED AND HAS BEEN GREATLY APPRECIATED. SO AGAIN MY SINCERE THANKS.

HAVING SAID THAT, I FEEL THAT IT'S NECESSARY FOR ME TO REQUEST THAT MY NOMINATION FOR BEST MALE ARTIST BE WITHDRAWN AND FURTHERMORE ANY AWARDS OR NOMINATIONS FOR SUCH AWARDS THAT MAY ARISE IN LATER YEARS BE PRESENTED TO THOSE WHO FEEL MORE COMFORTABLE WITH THE COMPETITIVE NATURE OF THESE AWARD CEREMONIES. I MYSELF, DO NOT. I HAVE ALWAYS BEEN OF THE OPINION THAT MY MUSIC IS UNIQUE AND INDIVIDUAL AND EXISTS BEYOND THE REALMS INHABITED BY THOSE WHO WOULD REDUCE THINGS TO MERE MEASURING. I AM IN COMPETITION WITH NO-ONE.
MY RELATIONSHIP WITH MY MUSE IS A DELICATE ONE AT THE BEST OF TIMES AND I FEEL THAT IT IS MY DUTY TO PROTECT HER FROM INFLUENCES THAT MAY OFFEND HER FRAGILE NATURE.

SHE COMES TO ME WITH THE GIFT OF SONG AND IN RETURN I TREAT HER WITH THE RESPECT I FEEL SHE DESERVES - IN THIS CASE THIS MEANS NOT SUBJECTING HER TO THE INDIGNITIES OF JUDGEMENT AND COMPETITION. MY MUSE IS NOT A HORSE AND I AM IN NO HORSE RACE AND IF INDEED SHE WAS, STILL I WOULD NOT HARNESS HER TO THIS TUMBREL - THIS BLOODY CART OF SEVERED HEADS AND GLITTERING PRIZES. MY MUSE MAY SPOOK! MAY BOLT! MAY ABANDON ME COMPLETELY!

SO ONCE AGAIN, TO THE PEOPLE AT MTV, I APPRECIATE THE ZEAL AND ENERGY THAT WAS PUT BEHIND MY LAST RECORD, I TRULY DO AND SAY THANK YOU AND AGAIN I SAY THANK YOU BUT NO...NO THANK YOU.

YOURS SINCERELY, NICK CAVE 21 OCT 96.

Nick Cave's Letter to MTV

2010-09-12T05:23:00.000+05:30

i respect Nick Cave for writing this letter to MTV

LETTER TO MTV

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2010-09-09T22:25:00.002+05:30

is this some kind of joke?

This Hallelujah Goes on

2010-09-04T23:33:00.001+05:30

Hallelujah Uncovered and Explicit

I’m familiar with some clichéd chords
That Psalmists pick to charm the Gods
And originality is not their cup of tea
The fancy riffs the rise and fall
The all knowing has heard it all
It’s not rocket science to compose hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Your faith was painted like a spoof
From your high and mighty palace roof
Where one day your sons will take your concubines
You took her in and made her yours
And then you got rid of her spouse
You woke up to an aching Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Well Baby I am not a God
You know that I am but a bard
I serenade in public and dance naked
I've waved the flag and I have lied
At last I’ve broke down and cried
In strains of bruised and bleeding Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Once upon a time in eternity
The air was clean and the stars were free
To sing about the beauty of their making
The brooding spirit has arrived
To blow his prostituted bride
Merciful but not fooled by her lip service

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah

The blame is taken down in vain
Crucifixion won’t entertain
But if it did, it speaks volumes about you
Bow your knee and complain
Spit your fiery tongues in vain
In holy and in stolen Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah

I failed the test wanting a crutch
I couldn't trust, so I had to touch
I've told the truth, I didn't come to screw you
And though I lose my way back home
I'll find it with a fine toothed comb
With nothing on my map but Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah

There’s only so much I can sing
These lines are all I have to bring
For anything read in between I blame you
Lover when you take the stance
Love is not a game of chance
It’s a dance where we both hear different music

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah

For those who think they know the facts
Pertaining to these glorious acts
Shooting from the critics point of view
Bite your tongue and kick the cat
Face your flaws in mortal combat
The demons of your self are out fuck you

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Have we made love a fantasy
Before you fled from reality
I cherished your every shade of integrity
The spectrums bleed into white
Taunting us with dreams of light
In haunting and redeeming hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Did I make it too explicit
Does it hurt or sound counterfeit
I swear that i did not try to ruin it
I learnt to sing in the valley of loss
Marry the church in the courts of divorce
Convicting choir’n jury with Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah

Eye to eye and cheek to cheek
Reflecting each other so to speak
Together we make a freak clique
We’re opposites but that alright
If love is strengthened in the fight
And our nights break open in moans of Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah

In agony and theology
Liturgic philematology
I practiced the apology i owe no one
Cheerfulness comes breaking forth
In breathless orgasmic pains of birth
Wrapped in cries and sighs of Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Fine wine and a sound mind
Soul and spirit intertwined
I've never seen how love could be so blind
Delusions of destructive kindness
Burst asunder far behind us
In mushrooms of smoking Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Slight of hand and a twisted arm
Wasted dreams and a plastered charm
We were throwing up at the gates of hell
If all went well to the eleventh hour
With Jesus as our bartender
The happy hours might just go on for ever

Hallelujah,.. ad infinitum!

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