This week I have mostly been listening to...Grinderman- No Pussy Blues

So Grinderman are a “side project” of Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds. I had borrowed this album of my mate ages ago (the album ‘Grinderman’ originally released in 2007) but I burnt it on to my iTunes and it was just one of them albums I never got round to listening to much. So I came across it last weekend again and had a flick through the tracks and immediately No Pussy Blues jumped out at me.

Its got this ferocious vocal delivery by Nick Cave and a relentless dirty fuzz bass line that is just awesome, and then the chorus kicks in and its loud and in your face and brutally fantastic.

The best part though, is the lyrics, and the way they are delivered with venom. We’ve all been there right? Where you really want some action but your wife/girlfriend/partner/whatever - just isn’t in the mood, and we are at a woman’s mercy when bedroom decisions are made. Am I right? We get some action when they choose to allow us to have some. Its all part of the game I guess. Anyway, I thought I’d share these great lyrics with and you can find them below, and a link to the video for the track can be found here.

If you like rock n roll and can relate to the frustrations of not getting any, this is the song for you. Check it (Ha, ha! Man, I just read that Chihuahua line…. Brilliant!) .

Artist: Grinderman
Song: No Pussy Blues

My face is finished
My body's gone
And I can't help but think
Standing up here in all this applause
And gazing down at all the young and the beautiful
With their questioning eyes
That I must above all things love myself
That I must above all things love myself
That I must above all things love myself

I saw a girl in the crowd
I went over, I shouted out
I asked if I could take her out
But she said that she didn't want to

I changed the sheets
I combed the hairs across my head
I sucked in my gut
And still she said
That she just didn't want to

I read her Elliot, I read her Yates
I tried my best to stay up late
I fixed the hinges on her gate
But still she just never wanted to

I bought her a dozen snow white doves
I did her dishes in rubber gloves
I called her Honeybee, I called her love
But she just still didn't want to
She just never wants to
DAMN!

I sent her every type of flower
I played her a guitar by the hour
I patted her revolting little Chihuahua
But still she just didn't want to

I wrote a song with a hundred lines
I picked a bunch of dandy lions
I walked her through the trembling pines
But she just even then didn't want to
She just never wants to

I thought I'd try another tact
I drank a litre of Cogniac
I threw her down upon her back
But she just laughed and said she just didn't want to

I thought I'd have another go
I called her Ma "Little Oh"
I felt like Marcel Marceau must feel
But she said she just never wanted to
She just didn't want to

I've got the No Pussy Blues
I've got the No Pussy Blues
I've got the No Pussy Blues!
DAMN!

No Pussy Blues
I've got the No Pussy Blues
I've got the No Pussy Blues
I've got the No Pussy Blues

DAMN!
DAMN!