The Death of Bunny Munro by Nick Cave

THIS IS LATE, BUT I BEEN TOO BUSY:
*I got my copy already and haven't had time to read it, altho. I read all the Excerpts they had on the site before hand. I Love the sick fact that Nick and I think a lot alike. LOL. Some made me laugh(Bunny moonwalking to the window while the pier is on fire, a sista sucking him off while his wife is on the phone popping sleeping pills(sound familiar? lol)and I think he knows more about woman's make-up then I do! haha), others PISSED me off, sometimes finding myself calling him a pervert and a Genuis in the same breath and he's just sooo into detail it's a total turn on for me (it's a Virgo thing). There are 3 different covers and I choose the one with the Bunny sticking his tongue out like a little brat and it's like me. I for sure wasn't going to get the one w/ the woman's crouch or the one w/ that Super-soft bunny, he was too fluffy and annoying, I just wanted to kick his head off his shoulders or blast him! I LOVE my cover! *sticks tongue out*
So this is pretty damn interesting.

On September 3rd Nick Cave's new book, The Death of Bunny Munro, was published by Canongate.

That's worth mentioning in its own right; but it gets better. Rather than just making do with a standard hardcover book, Cave has also created a deluxe box set featuring an audio CD version, read by himself, which includes a soundtrack by he and his long-time collaborator, the largely-bearded Warren Ellis. On top of that, there's also a download version, which has been especially mixed to be listened to on headphones. Smart eh? And according to this Guardian article, the download version includes an enhanced edition available as an application for the iPhone, which you can both read and listen to!

And heck, they're not done there, as there's also a signed, numbered, limited edition slip-cased edition being made available exclusively through the book's microsite, where you can also check out audio samples of the book/soundtrack, and video clips of Cave reading.

It feels like a fantastic mash-up of formats (the marketers might call it convergence), perfectly suited to Cave's polymath tendencies. Here's a man who's made (often incredible) music, lectured on love, written a novel (And the Ass Saw the Angel, being re-published at the same time as Bunny Munro), and who even wrote the screenplay for a fantastic movie, The Proposition.

It's a frankly disgusting amount of talent for one man.

Looks like there also might be some kind of tour - you can sign up for news on the site.

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The iphone app of Nick cave's Bunny Munro. It's just been approved by Apple (yay!). Quite a relief that, I can tell you.

There is some info here, along with a short stop-motion demo film about Bunny that I hope you like:
http://www.enhanced-editions.com/

and the blog has details of obsessive attention to detail on the type and icon stragies:
http://www.enhanced-editions.com/blog/2009/08/iphone-app-icon-design-strategy/

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY SWEETHEART NICK CAVE

You and your boys are sonically Brilliant and have changed and saved my life. Your music and words, books and wit are endearing. I'm so glad we have you Nick, you are truly a gift. You are as unique as your music and it will live on forever. I can't say how much I love you to bits. My dark brooding Nautical Virgo brother. I know how you hate the "getting older" thing, but just try to enjoy it, for you are aging like a fine wine my love. Hell your albums are getting better and better, with artists it's usually the other way around! The magical thing about your latest music is how utterly energetic it all sounds. It's "Prayer's on Fire" made by complete craftsmen who are still utterly at one (or utterly at odds-both work) with the inner punk/demon/guttersnipe/Rimbaud/Billy the kid that fueled you thirty years back. It's laugh- out-loud-funny but the humour cuts. Maybe listening to the truth hurts. Your music always cuts me to my core. Sometimes, I have to say, I can not listen to it. Some of the songs speak my truth so bad it hurts.

I will never forget our "make a little History" moment in Seattle, however short it was, it seems to linger.... your warm lips and that kiss was the best thing these lips have tasted.

Happy Birthday to a wonderful man. xox

"You are my favourite Lover"...

*Raven-

Yay! FINALLY I'm gonna have my Winter Solstice music & it's by none other then my Tori Amos

I'm excited!

News: Press Release For Midwinter Graces

Tori Amos Announces Midwinter Graces (Universal Republic)
Tori’s First and Highly Anticipated Seasonal Album to be Released November 10th 2009
After nearly two decades writing and recording some of her generation’s most emotionally powerful music, Tori Amos will release her first seasonal album, Midwinter Graces, on November 10 via Universal Republic. A follow up to Tori’s critically acclaimed studio album, Abnormally Attracted to Sin, Midwinter Graces will find Tori reworking and expanding on classic carols as well as developing some of her very own seasonal tracks.

Midwinter Graces is an album that has been in the making for the past 40 years. Raised in the Baltimore area under the watchful eye of her Methodist minister father, Tori grew up playing holiday carols at Sunday services and Christmas Day celebrations in her father’s church. These were the songs that gave a young Tori her first taste of music, and now almost 40 years later Tori gets her own chance to reimagine classics like “What Child, Nowell” and “Star of Wonder.” Tori will also add her own bittersweet bliss to the season with originally tracks like “Pink and Glitter” and “Our New Year.”

For Midwinter Graces, Amos has again teamed up with long time collaborators Matt Chamberlain on drums, Jon Evans on bass, and Mac Aladdin on guitars. Tori has enlisted the help of a Big Band and an Orchestra with stunning John Philip Shenale arrangements to create

Tori’s new seasonal classics.

Midwinter Graces Tracklist:

1. What Child, Nowell

2. Star of Wonder

3. A Silent Night with You

4. Candle: Coventry Carol

5. Holy, Ivy, and Rose

6. Harps of Gold

7. Snow Angel

8. Jeanette, Isabella

9. Pink and Glitter

10. Emmanuel

11. Winter’s Carol

12. Our New Year

I want you TO DIG!!!!!!!!

Amazon's Free Song of the Day is none other than Dig, Lazarus, Dig!!! from the legendary maniac Nick Cave and his band the Bad Seeds. If you haven't heard of Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds you owe it to yourself to check them out.

Nick Cave wrote the following explanation as to what exactly Dig, Lazarus, Dig!!! is supposed to mean:

"Ever since I can remember hearing the Lazarus story, when I was a kid, you know, back in church, I was disturbed and worried by it. Traumatised, actually. We are all, of course, in awe of the greatest of Christ's miracles—raising a man from the dead—but I couldn't help but wonder how Lazarus felt about it. As a child it gave me the creeps, to be honest. I've taken Lazarus and stuck him in New York City, in order to give the song, a hip, contemporary feel. I was also thinking about Harry Houdini who spent a lot of his life trying to debunk the spiritualists who were cashing in on the bereaved. He believed there was nothing going on beyond the grave. He was the second greatest escapologist, Harry was, Lazarus, of course, being the greatest. I wanted to create a kind of vehicle, a medium, for Houdini to speak to us if he so desires, you know, from beyond the grave."

We love you, Nick.

All in All it was a pretty nice day...

I had a nice breakfast -which were thoughts, but I usually have coffee with them. That and calling an old friend and when I say old I mean old as in age, as in wise. It was nice.

I am front row center

in the best seat in the house, World.

watching the SunSet, go down

and calling it a day.

Hearing the Waves Tidal on in

doing their job.

Quite The best job on the Planet, Universe.

Healing & making people Happy.

Nature

Ahhhhhhh....

As I stand here in my Reflecting Pool I know what I want to stay the same and I know what I want to change. I also just realised how my life is always going to be.

H.B. to me.

I K A S P W B O T D-

T B N O E D!

You say we'll never make it there...

Uh oh Let go

Off on my way

Unseen this eternal wanting

Uh oh Way to go

So I get creamed

Waiting for Sunday to drown

Uh oh Way to go

Waiting on Sunday Waiting on Sunday to land

Uh oh Way to go

Waiting on Sunday

Waiting on sunday to drown...

(Seriously waiting for Sunday to Drooooooooooooooown!)

*HAPPY BIRTHDAY G'MA! * August 26th, you're big day!

My Grandma Madeline was born on August 26, 1926 in Santa Cruz, California. She was one of a kind. I know you hear that a lot when people describe their loved-ones, but she really was. I was blessed to have had her in my life. She would always go out of her way to help others. She found enjoyment in that. She raised me, was my Mother and My Best Friend. We were always together. I lost her this year, on Jan, 5th and I was/am still in shock. I miss her dearly. Today would have been her 83rd birthday... HAPPY BIRTHDAY GRAMS!


I went to her Graveyard on Mother's day and Her Birthday, it's truely unbearable.

I Miss you!

Go to bed, dream instead...2 can play, I said 2 can play.

my cute G'ma

It's been a year ALREADY! August 22, in my new Seaside Haven

It is ALL so weird to me how time FLEW by. Here it's already August 22nd. A year ago today I moved in here and I felt blessed and cursed all at the same time (it was/is Bittersweet because of the loss of my G'ma/mother) and soon not so far away we will be celebrating Halloween -and me, myself and I will welcome my favourite girl of them all. Winter. Full of Winter, you know) ; )

Although we have beautiful weather here all year round. That's WHY I choose this cute little seaside community. The first 8 months were so hard. I always thought of my G'ma and would sob and get angry, try to talk to her... I was a total mess. We made plans to unpack together and I was going to show her our little downtown. But we never got to do that.

What saved me from myself was myself and Coast to Coast AM, I owe a big part of my survival during that tragic time to the beautiful George Noory and Ian Punnett (you wouldn't understand).

I love my place and it took me a long time to get here. I know Gram's with me. I feel her.

Rave Waves
Banjo doing his version of TOMBIGBEE!

http://photobucket.com/SullenSailor

I had attended many funerals of late, one being my own.

My life fit in that box

I wasn't going to write about this in a blog. I went back & fourth with it. Trying to keep my integrity while I go off on my maniacal rant, speaking of something so personal and precious to me. Not wanting to be judged while striving to express my most inner thoughts. I know how people are. I've been alive too long to know better. You can judge me and you can call me weak for writing this but I think it shows my vulnerability and that is the strongest emotion of them all.

Without getting too personal in a blog... This death was a shock, unexpected & shook me to my core. When my Grandmother told me she was sick, I fell to my knees and cried and I haven't quit since then. My Grandma raised me. She was everything to me. My Grandma, my Mother and my Best Friend. I told her everything. We did everything together, like Bonnie & Clyde. She was a "young" sort of a G'ma, totally active, so much so that you couldn't get her to sit down and watch T.V. with you. She was always on the go... We called her "Busy Bee". We had a bond that I will never be able to explain. After the funeral everybody got on with their lives, but not I. I increasing spun into a downward spiral. Lots of very sad moments filled with Sorrow and sobbing. I was/am on a abstract level, shocked by the realisation that my life is different now. The world is different. I am different. It has become lamentable.

Grandma was my only family (besides my father). It feels weird without her here. I was/am incapaciated by greif & disconnected. On my own planet. The world should have ended when she did. It wasn't even her time to go, she even told me that on her death bed.

Her Mother, my Great Grandmother lived to be 100 years old!!! and she still has sisters & brothers that are older than her living today! It pisses me off! I feel so Robbed! How does the human body go from having somebody in their life everyday to never talking, touching or seeing them again? I was so ANGRY! "You could have spared, oh but NO!!" I spent half my time on my knees, wailing, begging, screaming, and crying 'till my eyes were almost swollen shut, "anything BUT THIS". We had made plans, me and Gram. So much unsaid, so much undone.

I'm going to be honest and quite frank here:

I took a drive to the Sea one night, to a place where Nobody was around.

With my Peacoat and Lobster rain boots on I planned on walking into the Waves, Swim swim swim and keep going... It was totally quiet, dark and actually eerily lonely. I stood there and watched and listened to the waves as they rolled in. Seems at one point they wanted me to come in, encouraging me. It was strange! The Ocean was so huge, so vast and never-ending. It was then that I wondered if the sharks were sleeping. ? and right then and there I got scared. Me having these nightmares of a Great White chomping on me since I was little didn't help the case. I walked away with a heavy heart and tears rolling down my face...

My heart is broken. I miss my G'ma to a point I don't wanna explain. My heart is broken.

*What I found most shocking and totally disheartening was the reaction from my "friends" to the reaction I had of my Grandmother/Mother's death. It is almost like it happening twice, the death that is. So I didn't want to pull the ripcord to my parachute, So I wanted to be 'dashed upon those cliffs', I guess people just can't handle hearing such a thing? but that's how I felt.

I just lost my Mother, the one person/thing who mattered to me, So, I'm floating in the darkness, what do you expect, a fucking Disco ball? and sorry a concert won't "fix" anything.

I'm pretty hurt by their reactions and highly disappointed but it's like water rolling right off my back into the drain, I'm used this sort of human condition. People really surprise me, then again they don't.*

There is a lot more to this story, but believe it or not I'm keeping that to myself. I think I already said too much...

My G'ma leaving me behind in an atmosphere of incredulity and sadness. I couldn't even listen to any music while she was sick, it would just make me cry, now I have to listen all the time.

And all those Tori and Fiona, even Regina one-liners fit my life so well, always have, but even more so now. And there's many I can quote, but the best one for now is and always will be

"What's it gonna take 'till my baby's alright?" -My reply, "Nothing."

Not even a bright sandy beach.

"no one laugh's at god in a hospital

no one laughs at god when they're saying

their Goodbyes"- but god could be funny.

God could be so Hilarious

ha ha haaa haaaaaaaaaaaaa."

-I'm not laughing.

My sweet Grandma Madeline

GO TO BED.

SLEEP NOW...

I had a groovy dream about Obama buying us all Ice-Cream...

Maybe that's how he's gonna save the world! :O)

It was a real vivid, real-like dream. He was in this little diner, dressed all smart to the 9's, hands in pockets, walked over to us and said "hey, what's up, whadda guys doing"? and then bought us all Ice-Cream and when he turned around he was dressed in a white T-shirt and swimming trunks! It was so cool. He walked down the street with all us girls and spent the intire day like he was a long last friend. One of us. laughing and smiling and visiting people. We walked down the middle of the street as if we were in a parade, just licking our snow-cones and ice creams!

I woke up with a smile on my face!