Cave’s love is far from wine and roses. He betrays the inescapability of his joy’s decay, undercutting an idyllic moment with “people just ain’t no good.”
The goal is simple; beat the snot out of your opponent before he severely injures you. And if you win, you can heal in luxury with a nice chunk-o-change.
These songs are kinda weird, slow and old-sounding. My brother told me they were written by some guy named Curt Vile. He’s one of those death-metal guys, right?