Pop goes John Cale. As pop as it gets with him. I like a dark sensibility. I don’t like an angry sensibility. I don’t like aggression. I don’t like vulgarity (well up to a point I like it). I don’t like shock value. Nor yet sentimentality or romance. Or insincerity. But I like a sense of foreboding, a graceful darkness. I like music that pushes the ‘depress’ button, if you will. As far as that goes, Cale can really push it. I can’t handle it a lot of the time. I press the skip button a lot. But sometimes it’s comforting. There’s a time and place and mood for this. Usually at night, after two or three glasses of wine and a kick in the guts from life itself. Music to get drunk and cry to – a very important genre.