If Nick Cave makes twelve more spoken word records, then he will also make one on the level of Félicia Atkinson’s »Image Language«. Until that happens, however, »Seven Palms« remains a note in the margin of Cave’s discography. These pastorally performed poems lack arrangement and concept; only the instrumental mega mix at the end of the record gives an idea of what could have been possible with a little more compositional ambition. And I usually start crying when Nick Cave simply mentions »Father« and »Loss«…
Nick Cave – Seven Psalms (2022)
