Nick Cave

I kinda feel that this news story is neither here nor there, but it does allow me to tell my (most recent) Nick Cave anecdote.

It's ATP, the beautiful surrounds of the Mt Bullah ski resort in Victoria, January '09. Thursday evening barbecue, Nick Cave's son is on the prowl with his new autograph book, aided by dad. "Hey, look, here's Everett!" dad announces. "He's really famous. Ask him!" So his son proffers me the book...

Nick takes me to one side, fixes me with a steely glare. "Now, no pornographic poetry please, Everett. His mum doesn't want any swear words." I think for a second, then scrawl, "No wukkas - Everett True." The boy wants to know what it means, so Nick has a shifty. "No fucking worries - nice one Everett," he laughs.

See dad the following day, accompanied by Shylock... I mean Warren Ellis. Ask him if his son has obtained any more signatures. "Well, he has asked the singer of Fuck Buttons for his autograph with band name included, three times."

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I'll tell you the one about Nina Simone some other time, ok?