While I'm in post-punk mode, here's a little-known track from the first proper Birthday Party album Prayers on Fire. It's a Rowland S. Howard composition and very different lyrically to the Nick Cave songs - angsty poetry rather than demented stream (or should that be scream?) of consciousness.
Not coincidentally, it's also one of the few tracks in which Cave actually sings, and it's interesting to compare his vocals here with the crooning style he eventually developed. He's a lot more awkward and hesitant here, as if not really sure what to do when confronted with an actual melody. But that's part of its charm.
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