Nick Cave and Bob Dylan
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on November 17th to watch The Bad Seeds in Paris.
In recent months, Dylan has become increasingly active on X, responding
to fans and sharing tales from his adventures on the road.
The legendary singer-songwriter told his followers: “Saw Nick Cave in
Paris recently at the Accor Arena and I was really struck by that song
Joy where he sings ‘We’ve all had too much sorrow, now it the time for
joy.’ I was thinking to myself, yeah that’s about right.”
Now, in the latest instalment of his Red Hand Files Newsletter, Cave
revealed his response to the positive feedback from a musical icon. He
began by vividly recalling, “Sitting in bed with Susie in a post-tour
stupor, watching ‘Carry On Up the Khyber’ and eating Belgian chocolates
(gift from a fan), my phone suddenly lit up as excited friends started
sending me Bob Dylan’s tweet.”
Furthermore, Cave also stated that he didn’t even know Dylan was
watching his performance, which would likely have added to his nerves,
adding, “I hadn’t known Bob was at the concert and his tweet was a
lovely pulse of joy that penetrated my exhausted, zombied state.”
On a wider note, Cave then commented, “I was happy to see Bob on X, just
as many on the Left had performed a Twitterectomy and headed for
Bluesky. It felt admirably perverse, in a Bob Dylan kind of way. I did
indeed feel it was a time for joy rather than sorrow. There had been
such an excess of despair and desperation around the election, and one
couldn’t help but ask when it was that politics became everything.”
Cave also lamented the current obsession with politics in popular
culture, and highlighted rock ‘n’ roll’s necessary role as a form of
escapism, stating, “The world had grown thoroughly disenchanted, and its
feverish obsession with politics and its leaders had thrown up so many
palisades that had prevented us from experiencing the presence of
anything remotely like the spirit, the sacred, or the transcendent –
that holy place where joy resides.”