Oh no James Valentine rips into the #1 music industry pretentious rich kid poser Nick Cave (in his opinion):
http://www.abc.net.au/unleashed/stories/s2655026.htmPoor Nick copped a floggin here.
Nick's fart would get this kind of review?
"During lunch Nick let loose with a wondrous fart which was not just wondrous in its tone and delivery but also an ironic comment on farts, a bluesy type smear on the kind of people who think farts are bad taste, an indication of a new direction for Nick, a rectal trumpet blast that was side splittingly funny while still being somehow redolent of eternal mysteries. Nick's fart filled with air with a whiff of brimstone and a view of heaven, and by the end of lunch it had spawned a legion of imitators, none of whom seem to be able to fart with the kind of credibility only Nick can summon.
Nick seems to me to be a one trick pony. He discovered early on that if you shove Jesus and the bible into your work, it makes it sound deep. Just say the word Jesus, or Elijah or Gethsemane and it sets off a whirlpool of meaning for people and you're work is done. His obscenity is too constant to be anything but adolescent."