In a desperate attempt to stop listening to The Pogues all day at work, I have had to dig out lots of Nick Cave.

Actually, I’m doing this because I’m currently working on a 12-page comic about music and broken hearts and bloodied guitars, and Cave’s gothic tinted deep south, all sharp edges and rain and murder is just what I need in my head while I write this.

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