Vic Chesnutt - Death 7" (fake) (2009)

Because he died almost 6 years ago, because his music regularly haunts me when I'm feeling shit as I do feel tonight, because he must not be forgotten, here is a re-up of these two masterpieces. I don't read what I wrote in the initial post below so don't blame me for my poor English, I'm a little bit better now but after all my words are rather useless on this blog.

Exactly one week ago, on the Xmas night, Vic Chesnutt fell in an eternal chemical sleep. This same night, mine was also chemical, but not eternal. On the eve of this evening, considered by many as an occasion for collective joy (and nothing guilty in that), all I can do is write about him some words and put a fake 7" (the Death 7", pronounce "heaven") with 2 of the most moving songs, not only in his last LP (At The Cut that everyone of you should buy) but in the (dying) year. In these 2 songs, he talked about his view on death ("Coward" can be taken today as a statement on his fear of dying, and the fact that this gives the courage to suicide, if there is any suicide in his act, I don't know actually), and few have described this intimacy with such a direct and honest approach. There are litterature references in these songs. On "Coward", he cites them (Franck Norris, Joseph Roth). On "Flirted With You All My Life", I can't help thinking about what Thomas Bernhard was saying about his own death in the last years of his life. He had written it on the first page of his book "Old Masters" ("Je sens la mort qui me tient continuellement dans ses griffes. Quoi que je fasse, elle est partout"). Musically, they are seminal gems. "Coward" could have been on The Narcotic Story (Oxbow) and Eugene Robinson seems a black gigantic brother of Vic Chesnutt. I dream of what the pair would have done, on stage or even in the real life. But this will remain a dream, one of the rare one in a nightmarish existence for so many. 

Coward. "The courage of the coward - greater than all others" (from franck Norris - McTeague) A scaredy cat'll scratch ya if you back him in a corner. I am a Coward. "Courage born of despair and impotence" (from Joseph Roth - Radetzky March). Submissive dogs can lash out in fear and be very, very dangerous. I am a Coward.

Flirted With You All My Life. I am a man. I am self aware and everywhere I go, you're always right there with me. I flirted with you all my life. Even kissed you once or twice and to this day I swear it was nice but clearly I was not ready. When you touched a friend of mine I thought I would lose my mind. But I found out with time that really, I was not ready. O' Death... I'm not ready. O' Death, you hector me and decimate those dear to me. Even tease me with your sweet relief. You are cruel and you are constant. When my mom was cancer sick, she fought but then succumbed to it. But you made her beg for it "Lord Jesus, please I'm ready". O' Death... Clearly I'm not ready.



Vonnoosh said...

The tone of your blog is unmistakable and completely understandable. I've been blessed with personal health but terrorism remains something I deal with. I remember waking up the next morning after 9/11 and smelling the odor of cooked metal a full 80 miles south of ground zero.

It seems the timing of John Cale's reworking of Music for a New Society is prophetic. It's coming out next month and much like the original, with the threat of nuclear holocaust preying on everyone's mind (it's the most forgotten state of hysteria almost to the point where people want to write it out of history, but the fear was literally everywhere from 1982 to 1986 and lesser as the 90's started), now with different threats, the tone is no less relevant now. A soundtrack for a bleak confused future, fogged over by confusion in the conflict between idealism based in ideology and hard realism. We all are stuck in the middle of that conflict.

As for Vic Chestnutt, you are breathing life into him and his works with your posts. I honestly never heard of him or his music before reading about him and hearing him here and I am sure I am not alone.

kingpossum said...

Thank you for keeping Vic Chesnutt's flame alight. Your timing is perfect, too, coinciding with the release of a book about Vic by Kristin Hersh called Don't Suck, Don't Die. It documents their years touring together. Perhaps the shared energy will help keep his music from being lost. In addition to his solo work I'm a particular fan of the work he did in the group Brute.

Thanks for the post.