The past decade saw a remarkable transformation in the life, career and art of Nick Cave. A terrible and tragic catalyst was the death of his teenage son, Arthur. The Australian singer-songwriter’s work altered profoundly, towards experimental, free-form sound. To many of his fans, Mr Cave himself underwent a Tolstoy-esque conversion to a kind of secular sainthood, becoming a thoughtful agony uncle on his blog, Red Hand Files, where he responds to public questions with letters and images. He also left behind decades as a major cult artist to become an arena-filling star.
A new album from Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds, “Wild God”, is released on Friday. It sees him change direction once again, back to the ensemble playing of anthems and piano ballads that first defined him. It is an exuberant record, rich in blues- and gospel-rock. The album feels like a release from mourning. And in one song, titled “Joy”, overtly declares itself so.
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