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LADIES & GENTLEMAN... MR. DEEP DARK SOUL NICK CAVE!
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Some extracts from "THE FLESH MADE WORD" (For BBC Radio 3, July 1996)

- Jesus said, "wherever two or more paintings are gathered together, I am in your midst". Jesus said this because wherever two or more are gathered there is a communion, there is language, there is imagination. There is God. God is a product of the creative imagination and God is that imagination taken flight.
- As a child (...) I saw my imagination as a dark room with a large bolted door that housed all manner of shameful fantasies. I could almost hear my secrets thoughts bumping and scratching behind the door, begging me in whispers to be let out. To be told. Back then I had no idea that those dark mutterings were coming from God.
- As I grew older and entered my teens, my now-deceased father decided it was time to pass on to his son some certain information. Here I was thirteen years old and he would usher me in his study, lock the door and begin reciting great bloddy slabs from Shakespeare´s Titus Andronicus, or the murder scene from Crime and Punishment, or whole chapters from Nabokov´s Lolita. My father would wave his arms about, then point at me and say, "This, my boy, is literature!" and I could tell by the way it empowered him that he felt he was passing on forbidden knowledge. [...] Literature elevated him, tore him from normality, lifted him out of the mediocre and brought him closer to the divine essence of things. I had no notion of that then, but I did see somewhere that art had the power to insulate me from the mundanity of the world, to protect me.
- After I matriculated I went to Art School and it was there I began to be interested in religious art, largely, I think, because it irritated my instructors, who thought I should be more concerned with contemporary art forms. [...] Almost to my surprise, I recognised the biblical scenes depicted in this pictures, knew the key players and their stories, so I went out and bought myself a pocket bible, the King James version, opened it up at the first page and began
to read it.
- The God of the Old Testament seemed a cruel and rancorous God and I loved the way He would wipe out entire nations at a whim. I loved to read the Book of Job and marvelled over the vain, distrustful God who turned the life of his "perfect and upright" servant into a living hell. Job´s friend Eliphaz observed, "Man is born unto trouble, as the sparks fly upward, " and those words seem to my horrid little mind about right. [...] So it was the feeling I got from the Old Testament, of a pitiful humanity suffering beneath a despotic God, that began to leak into my lyric writing. As a consequence, (...) my band which was called The Birthday Party, was all heavy bludgeoning rhythms and revved-up, whacked out guitars, and all I had to do was walking on stage and open my mouth and let the curse of God roar through me. Floods, fire and frogs leapt out of my throat. To loosely paraphrase William Blake, "I myself did nothing. I
just pointed a damning finger and let the holy spirit do the rest." God was talking not just to me but through me, and His breath stank.
- After a few years The Birthday Party fell apart. [...] I was sick and I was disgusted and my God was in a similar condition. I decided it was high time I started reading a different book, so I closed the Old Testament and I opened up the New. There, in those wonderful prose poems, I slowly reacquainted myself with the Jesus of my childhood, the Man of Sorrows, and it was through Him that I was given a chance to redefine my relationship with the world. The voice that spoke through me now was softer, sadder, more retrospective. In creating His Son, God the Father had evolved. He has moved on. Christ, the Son, came as an individual (...) "The words that I speak unto you, they are spirit and they are life," and it is these words, His language, the logos, that sings so eloquently and mysteriously from the Gospels. Christ is the imagination, at times terrible, irrational, incendiary and beautiful - in short, God-like.
- And so, like Jesus, there is the blood of my father in me, and it was from him that I inherited, among other things, a love of literature, of words. God is not found in Christ but through Him. In the Gospel of Thomas, Christ states that "the kingdom is inside of you and it is outside of you." What is really so remarkable about it is the emphasis it places upon our individual selves. The emphasis is placed clearly on man, that without him as a channel God has nowhere to go.
- "Wherever two or more are gathered together, I am in your midst," Jesus said. Just as we are divine creations, so must we in turn create. Divinity must be given its freedom to flow, through us, through language, through communication, through imagination. I believe this is our spiritual duty... My father asked me what I had done to assist humanity and at twelve years old I could not answer. I now know. Like Christ, I too came in the name of my father, to keep God alive.


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