i used to be a huge nick cave fan. i'd buy all his records, own a few of his dvds, his books and even the spoken word "secret life of the love song" record and would generally say he was in my top top of all things tight. its not that he's slipped from my top but rather, that i've slipped.
after a pretty happening morrissey monday and a conversation relating to mr. cave took place , i was reminded that i am a mere poser fan of all things cave. i have never seen nor heard proposition or the equally well known the assination of jesse james... while i have tickets to see him in september, i really don't even know if i'll make it.
nick cave was to me what morrissey is to some but sure enough, something i never expected would happen has happened. what was once joked about a few months has now become a reality. and surprise of all- this very serious transition occurred right before my very own eyes: morrissey has now become my morrissey. instead of buying the new nick cave record, im hustling for old smiths tapes (not really, i just always magically find them at the thrift store) and thinking of spray painted moz images i can commission onto a shirt for my friends upcoming bday.
what was once something i was so certain about, has now become a questionable part of my life. i suppose the moral of the story being, never say never.
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