Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - The Mercy Seat (BoxedSet 2001)

Escalofrios... Piel de gallina...
Versión final.

Holly shit. That was amazing

IT's like he covered and bettered his own song. Like Buckley to Cohen's Hallelujah, but Cave to Cave's Mercy Seat. Just saying I really like this version. It sounds different in a good way. For better or worse is hard to say but Mercy seat has been a favourite of mine for a long time and to hear a such different take on the song that's really good, by the same artist I love, is amazing. Whew I had to get that out.

Fucking amazing. I never get tired of this song.

god is never far away.

Best song ever.

Live by the nail -.... Briliant lirics.

Who are these zombies in the audience?

If you cannot appropriately use prophetic hand gestures while you sing - your lyrics is not good enough.

Yep.

The lucky audience probably witnessed the best 5 minutes ever in the history of music.

Kakav lik...svaka čast

Peaky Blinders, anyone?

THE PASSION!!! I'm beyond words..

Burned the house down.

Oooh fuck!
5*

Is this version on a cd?

yes

Ааааааааа..,........... сссууКкКАааа, выбийте мне зубы молотком!!!!!.
Nick и всё участвуеще!!! Респект бля и уважуха...

The ultimate sermon given by the ultimate preacher man!

All Hail the Bad Seeds!!!

This is a great version indeed !

Boss. Go ed. Im sorry but if I was in the audience id be up on a chair with my arms wide open looking at the ceiling screaming with my fists clenched.

Staggering.

Best

Transcendent piece of music, visceral ! Astonishing performance !

It began when they come took me from my home
And put me in Dead Row
Of which I am nearly wholly innocent, you know
And I'll say it again
I am not afraid to die
I began to warm and chill
To objects and their fields
A ragged cup, a twisted mop
The face of Jesus in my soup
Those sinister dinner meals
The meal trolley's wicked wheels
A hooked bone rising from my food
All things either good or ungood
And the mercy seat is waiting
And I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all this measuring of truth
An eye for an eye
A tooth for a tooth
And anyway I told the truth
And I'm not afraid to die
Interpret signs and catalogue
A blackened tooth, a scarlet fog
The walls are bad, black, bottom kind
They are sick breath at my hind
They are sick breath at my hind
They are sick breath at my hind
They are sick breath gathering at my hind
I hear stories from the chamber
How Christ was born into a manger
And like some ragged stranger
Died upon the cross
And might I say it seems so fitting in its way
He was a carpenter by trade
Or at least that's what I'm told
Like my good hand I
Tatooed E.V.i.l. Across it's brother's fist
That filthy five!
They did nothing to challenge or resist
In Heaven His throne is made of gold
The ark of his Testament is stowed
A throne from which I'm told
All history does unfold
Down here it's made of wood and wire
And my body is on fire
And God is never far away
Into the mercy seat I climb
My head is shaved, my head is wired
And like a moth that tries
To enter the bright eye
I go shuffling out of life
Just to hide in death awhile
And anyway I never lied
My kill-hand is called E.V.i.l.
Wears a wedding band that's G.O.o.d.
'Tis a long-suffering shackle
Collaring all that rebel blood
And the mercy seat is burning
And I think my head is glowing
And in a way I'm hoping
To be done with all this weighing up of truth
An eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And I've got nothing left to lose
And I'm not afraid to die
And the mercy seat is smoking
And I think my head is melting
And in a way I'm helping
To be done with all this twisted of the truth
A lie for a lie
And a truth for a truth
And anyway, I saw no proof
And not a motive why
And the mercy seat is melting
And I think my blood is boiling
And in a way I'm spoiling
All the fun by all this consequence of truth
An eye for an eye
And a truth for a truth
And I've got nothing left to lose
And I'm not afraid to die
And the mercy seat is waiting
And I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all this measuring of proof
An eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And anyway there was no proof
And not a motive why
And the mercy seat is waiting
And I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all this measuring of proof
An eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And anyway I told the truth
And I'm not afraid to die
And the mercy seat is waiting
And I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all this measuring of proof
A lie for a lie
And a truth for a truth
And anyway there was no proof
And I'm not afraid to die
And the mercy seat is waiting
And I think my head is smoking
And in a way I'm hoping
To be done with all these looks of disbelief
An eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
But anyway I told the truth
And I'm not afraid to die
And the mercy seat is-a waiting
And I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all this measuring of proof
Of an eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And anyway I told the truth
And I'm not afraid to die
And the mercy seat is-a waiting
And I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all this measuring of proof
An eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And anyway I told the truth
And I'm not afraid to die
And the mercy seat is-a waiting
And I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all this measuring of proof
Of an eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And anyway I told the truth
And I'm not afraid to die
And the mercy seat is-a waiting
And I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all this measuring of proof
Of an eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And anyway I told the truth
And I'm not afraid to die
And the mercy seat is waiting
And I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all this measuring of proof
Of an eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And anyway I told the truth
But I'm not afraid to lie
And the mercy seat is-a waiting
And I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all this measuring of proof
Of an eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And anyway I told the truth
But I'm not afraid to lie
And the mercy seat is-a waiting
And I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all this measuring of proof
Of an eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And anyway I told the truth
But I'm afraid I told a lie

This song is my hymn

I was there: it was incredible. I wish there was a better and longer recording somewhere of the whole thing, would love to see it again.

Best crescendo ever.

I saw Stefani Keogh's stunning cover a few weeks back on Badseeds teevee. Amazing song.

The best version ever.

One live - one love...
Милостивый Боженька! Все мои мурашки аплодируют стоя

Chapeau

Satanic

Lucky audience

This is just wow

Yuck.

αλητεία

The all too brief Blixa-Warren phase. Frantic madness.

Absolutely extraordinary!. Nick Caves music helped me get over a difficult break up. I get the feeling that he will not be compromising and I hope not virtue signalling in any way. Love you and your amazing musicians 💗

Only just found this video, how good was that

Unbeatable talent.
A true musician.

I've seen him often live. but this is one of the most intensive versions I know from that song. epic.

Magnificent though it is, I’ve got a live dvd from france in ‘02 which is even better! The whole show is phenomenal!

Просто невероятно... какая-то совершенно высшая степень искусства, когда песню не СЛУШАЕШЬ, а ПРОЖИВАЕШЬ...

That this song is superb - it is more than clear.
But have you noticed what great band Bad Seeds are? The way they build up through the song is incomparable, one of the best bands ever.

😊.

So expressive on so many levels, definitely feeling this vibe.

Best Nick Cave's song!!!!!