July 24, 2021

Nick Cave Alone At Alexandra Palace

Few artists can motivate the respect and anguish that today is the fact of facing the work and legacy of Nick Cave, because the figure of the Australian – already endowed with an imposing presence – has only increased with the passing the decades. If the wild side of Nick Cave was devastating since the late seventies with The Birthday Party, time has shown that that more sensitive, delicate and introspective facet of the author can become even more intimidating. An option that the musician has been working on in the last installments signed together with his faithful The Bad Seeds, leaving for example a trilogy as impeccable as the one formed by “Push The Sky Away” (13), “Skeleton Tree” (16) and “Ghosteen”(19), the latter being the painful cry started by the death of his son Arthur Cave at the age of fifteen.

“Idiot Prayer: Nick Cave Alone At Alexandra Palace” It emphasizes and enlivens qualities, after collecting the concert that the author offered in streaming on July 23 from London’s Alexandra Palace, without the presence of other musicians or public in situ and with the only (and decisive) company of the grand piano. The nudity of the chosen pieces thus gives even more prominence to that always majestic narrative in Cave’s voice, while the notes that emerge from the instrument martially fulfill their function of rocking the lyric. An interpretation during which the musician’s breathing is heard, in an extreme realism that shakes the receiver and once again reveals that latent redeeming capacity in the songs signed by Nicholas Edward Cave. The penetrating opening recitation of “Spinning Song” activates the senses and puts on guard to receive sacred pieces such as “He Wants You”, the obliged “Jubilee Street”, “The Mercy Seat” o “Into My Arms”, la inédita “Euthanasia”, “Papa Won’t Leave You, Henry”, own “Idiot Prayer”, “Girl In Amber” or one “Waiting For You” poignant in the extreme, until reaching the final epilogue concretized in “Galleon Ship”. Actually it is absurd to point out highlights, this being an impeccable layout with most peaks of pure overflow and an immutable emotional intensity throughout twenty-two pieces.

While in the hands of another artist the document would point to whim or curiosity, here it harbors such solemnity and elegance that it becomes a mystical, almost religious experience, guided by a pastor who generates devotion. “Idiot Prayer: Nick Cave Alone At Alexandra Palace” It is a lapidary and heartbreaking recording that invites you to close your eyes to sink into its intrinsic depth and savor every detail of the performance itself. This is not an exclusive reference for Nick Cave fans; It is a necessary product for any art fan in the broadest sense of the term. If the concept of an album is equated (even if it is live) to that of a work left in time by a creator, this would undoubtedly be one of the transcendent of this campaign. And it is that, in some strange way, all that sadness and beauty included in the LP suppose something of shelter before the desperate panorama in which we find ourselves immersed.