quo vadis time being ?

  tour over last night in melbourne well i gave it what i had to give a last minute tune-up by dr gary saves my neck he certainly knows how to sort out a performer he got me into shape on all levels if anyone is serious about seeing him you can contact me at steve@thetimebeing.com i will forward on his deets anyway melby was proof in the christmas pudding we just keep getting better no complacency now we are running on all cylinders robin danar our american sound guy is a big part he really delivers hes a specialist and he’s been doing us on n off 25 years ok? i really enjoyed doing that show its new years eve now scarlet is a bit tired n hyper eve n aurora are outside in the warm night a thousand parties erupt and i keep thinking about that jj cale song after midnight yeah we’re gonna bang yer tambourine!

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new year steve

 

tour over

last night in melbourne

well i gave it what i had to give

a last minute tune-up by dr gary saves my neck

he certainly knows how to sort out a performer

he got me into shape on all levels

if anyone is serious about seeing him

you can contact me at steve@thetimebeing.com

i will forward on his deets

anyway melby was proof in the christmas pudding

we just keep getting better

no complacency now we are running on all cylinders

robin danar our american sound guy is a big part

he really delivers

hes a specialist and he’s been doing us on n off 25 years

ok?

i really enjoyed doing that show

its new years eve now

scarlet is a bit tired n hyper

eve n aurora are outside in the warm night

a thousand parties erupt

and i keep thinking about that jj cale song after midnight

yeah we’re gonna bang yer tambourine!

scenes from a perfect summer

i abdicate my throne by the ocean sure the waves still roll in i command c shift but then no control escape i am english to the bone a real angle from germany originally but these  isles hath changed me over hundreds of years now i stand on this verdant earth a simple spirit a creature of wood stream and dangling dream i inhabit the pearled pastures of bag daddy prince i walk through streets of your town clad in hints i dont mince my worlds i don’t grade my dope my  music trapped within the future that slowly thaws fragile songlets snapped in birth pulled too hard from the thin air i dream of the jean jeannie and genius genes between scenes i sing U23 i sing P=A i sing for my uppers i sing the stupid words some voice whispers in my ear i appear and reappear loved by old deers but my rents in arrears he smiles more like sneers his miles in rearview dials a smirky transparent apparent jester just a joker another bloke a contestant a contender a pretender dim fog a cog in an axle we turn and return we burn over terrain we improve our grasp on a slippery truth hangs in a branch on some tree of life on an afternoon like this morning        

Photo on 28-12-11 at 9.00 PM

neo platonic noodle

i abdicate my throne by the ocean sure the waves still roll in

i command c shift

but then no control escape

i am english to the bone

a real angle

from germany originally

but these  isles hath changed me over hundreds of years

now i stand on this verdant earth a simple spirit

a creature of wood stream and dangling dream

i inhabit the pearled pastures of bag daddy prince

i walk through streets of your town clad in hints

i dont mince my worlds i don’t grade my dope

my  music trapped within the future that slowly thaws

fragile songlets snapped in birth pulled too hard from the thin air

i dream of the jean jeannie and genius genes between scenes

i sing U23 i sing P=A i sing for my uppers

i sing the stupid words some voice whispers in my ear

i appear and reappear

loved by old deers but my rents in arrears

he smiles more like sneers his miles in rearview dials

a smirky transparent apparent jester just a joker another bloke a

contestant a contender a pretender dim fog a cog in an axle

we turn and return we burn over terrain

we improve our grasp on a slippery truth hangs in a branch

on some tree of life

on an afternoon like this morning

 

 

 

 

rapid time index

  night falls water falls rain drops eye drops eye emerge from liquid storm i to i burn out burn up reborn relaunched realised recast i touch things that are not there material shadows i feel their nebulosity in surround it makes no sense to become sentient to spring into sprung existence whole to ascend or descend unnoticed unparalleled unimpaled unimpeded centipeded i come into this whirl delighted to alight here i hear the quiescence within natures roar as raw sound surely then

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the enabler of amphibiguity

 

night falls water falls rain drops eye drops

eye emerge from liquid storm

i to i

burn out burn up reborn relaunched realised recast

i touch things that are not there

material shadows i feel their nebulosity in surround

it makes no sense to become sentient

to spring into sprung existence whole

to ascend or descend unnoticed unparalleled unimpaled

unimpeded centipeded i come into this whirl delighted to alight here

i hear the quiescence within natures roar as raw sound

surely then

seasons grating

uh lemme get this straight ok? this jewish guy (allegedly) gets nailed on a cross by some italians thousands of years ago in the middle east and we celebrate that day with egg shaped chocolate delivered by a rabbit however on the day the jewish guy is born although this is not his actual birthday we just pretend its his birthday because we used to have another holiday then so this jewish kid gets born and we symbolise it with icicles and holly and snowy pub scenes from the 1800s and god rest ye merry gentlemen and fat fellas in red costumes and fir trees with ball-balls and eating dead birds and a load of sunburned english n irish blokes walking up my street drinking beer and pissing wherever they like and sales on bikinis in the cozzie hut and falafels and more beer and doof doof doof at the pavilion dj nong from manchester and mc ninny from majorca doof doof doof down goes the beer n ekkies doof doof doof goes the noise a real loud obnoxious racquet the drinkers scream and revel so fervent is the celebration of the long dead jewish guys birthday some of em even know his name was jesus actually that wasn’t his name that was his name in greek its like if i live on thru my music and i am referred to as stavros imagine that …”remindlesness by stavros kilbey” yeah we go to the beach and we dance and drink and we get in a fight and vomit in the hot darkness back of the pav and we go home with some australian bird and we fuck in the humid australian night and we have some more drinks and we piss on some geezers wall and stumble back to the […]

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a childs christmas in australia

uh lemme get this straight ok?

this jewish guy (allegedly) gets nailed on a cross by some italians

thousands of years ago in the middle east

and we celebrate that day with egg shaped chocolate delivered by a rabbit

however on the day the jewish guy is born

although this is not his actual birthday

we just pretend its his birthday

because we used to have another holiday then

so this jewish kid gets born and we symbolise it with icicles

and holly and snowy pub scenes from the 1800s and

god rest ye merry gentlemen

and fat fellas in red costumes and fir trees with ball-balls

and eating dead birds

and a load of sunburned english n irish blokes

walking up my street drinking beer and pissing wherever they like

and sales on bikinis in the cozzie hut

and falafels and more beer and doof doof doof at the pavilion

dj nong from manchester and mc ninny from majorca

doof doof doof

down goes the beer n ekkies

doof doof doof goes the noise

a real loud obnoxious racquet

the drinkers scream and revel so fervent

is the celebration of the long dead jewish guys birthday

some of em even know his name was jesus

actually that wasn’t his name

that was his name in greek

its like if i live on thru my music

and i am referred to as stavros

imagine that …”remindlesness by stavros kilbey”

yeah we go to the beach and we dance and drink

and we get in a fight

and vomit in the hot darkness back of the pav

and we go home with some australian bird and

we fuck in the humid australian night

and we have some more drinks and we piss on some geezers wall

and stumble back to the backpackers joint

but we lost our keys and we bellow

and burp and wake up the street

fuck em if they can’t take a fucking joke

its fucking christmas, innit….?

 

 

Radio Interview with Peter Koppes

Peter Koppes joins Ruby Soho this coming Wednesday 28th December 2011, from 10PM EST on “Garageland” – ahead of the band’s Future Past Perfect show at the Forum in Melbourne, 30th December. PBS 106.7FM (MELB) LIVE STREAM: http://listento.pbs.org.au/live/

Peter Koppes joins Ruby Soho this coming Wednesday 28th December 2011, from 10PM EST on “Garageland” – ahead of the band’s Future Past Perfect show at the Forum in Melbourne, 30th December. PBS 106.7FM (MELB)
LIVE STREAM: http://listento.pbs.org.au/live/

Photos by Monica Pronk: The Enmore Theatre, Sydney

https://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.10150628114645968.476449.385647585967&type=3 Peace and love church visitors. Enjoy some more stunning photos on Facebook of the FPP Enmore Show 17th December 2011  – by the talented Monica Pronk

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Peace and love church visitors. Enjoy some more stunning photos on Facebook of the FPP Enmore Show 17th December 2011  – by the talented Monica Pronk

performing little tricks for you

in a hot wet city it could be new orleans or brisbane or houston or…. a thousand christmases open up ….. the warmth in the air the constant possibility of storm the imminent show marijuana and caffeine i stumble thru a market looking for gifts i never find instead i meet Lung Wong who gives me a massage after 5 minutes i say gimme an hour he works my old carcass over pushing in the pressure points i’m lying there listening to the drone of market conversations a christmas choir on one side a gentle blues band playing credence somewhere people laughing the humidity with its sudden channels of cooler air the old man works away and i submerge someplace so nice well you wanna know what heroin feels like….? it feels like this… the guy manipulates the points and the endorphins n serotonin come out a relaxing massage says the sign no it wasnt relaxing it was transcendental …. i go deep somewhere delicious i still hear and feel but from a great distance detached …as grant used to say….so detached…. time stops i drift in inner space afterwards feel like i’m floating along sixty bucks for that? christ its cheaper than the gear… and no withdrawals and its legal i go back to my lovely room n sleep listening to my tinnitus treatment i wanna thank the good people in my life for a great year they know who they are …the usual crowd…. the internet cafe i’m hanging at is about to shut down it is chrissy eve after all here me i got my music we gonna spend a noisy nite togetha on the stage 2nd night sellout here in brissie thank you lord thank you people thank everyone for me wont you….?  

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by the pool of isis iscariot

in a hot wet city it could be new orleans or brisbane or houston or….

a thousand christmases open up …..

the warmth in the air

the constant possibility of storm

the imminent show

marijuana and caffeine

i stumble thru a market looking for gifts i never find

instead i meet Lung Wong who gives me a massage

after 5 minutes i say gimme an hour

he works my old carcass over pushing in the pressure points

i’m lying there listening to the drone of market conversations

a christmas choir on one side

a gentle blues band playing credence somewhere

people laughing

the humidity with its sudden channels of cooler air

the old man works away and i submerge someplace so nice

well you wanna know what heroin feels like….? it feels like this…

the guy manipulates the points and the endorphins n serotonin come out

a relaxing massage says the sign

no it wasnt relaxing it was transcendental ….

i go deep somewhere delicious

i still hear and feel but from a great distance

detached …as grant used to say….so detached….

time stops

i drift in inner space

afterwards feel like i’m floating along

sixty bucks for that? christ its cheaper than the gear…

and no withdrawals and its legal

i go back to my lovely room n sleep listening to my tinnitus treatment

i wanna thank the good people in my life for a great year

they know who they are …the usual crowd….

the internet cafe i’m hanging at is about to shut down

it is chrissy eve after all here

me i got my music

we gonna spend a noisy nite togetha on the stage

2nd night sellout here in brissie

thank you lord thank you people

thank everyone for me

wont you….?

 

Photos : Future Past Perfect show @ Waves Wollongong

http://www.thechurchband.net/gallery/photos/2011-2/future-past-perfect-tour-australia/ Thanks to photographer Sean Maguire for the stunning shots taken in Wollongong  that are now up in our photo gallery.

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Thanks to photographer Sean Maguire for the stunning shots taken in Wollongong  that are now up in our photo gallery.

A thumbs up from author, musician and journalist Noel Mengel – Future Past Perfect Brisbane show

“Stunning show. One of the best shows I have ever seen by them and I’ve seen plenty.” Noel Mengel

“Stunning show. One of the best shows I have ever seen by them and I’ve seen plenty.” Noel Mengel

straddling the great contradictions of show biz

remain immune practice yoga avoid animal products pursue god n hedonism…who did you catch first…? surround yerself with the best put up with the foibles of geniuses pay homage to the masters reject philistinism derange your senses gladly but then make sure you can rearrange em seize the day imagine it all up give it everything tune in like a child never ever grow up be weird be lovely be a devil listen to your eyes see with our heart feel with your future appear all over the place no job too big or too small there are no guarantees so just actualise it if its in you ignore these words wish me luck kiss my effigy walk a mile in my souls go tell it on the mountain let my people go  

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magenta nocturne

remain immune

practice yoga

avoid animal products

pursue god n hedonism…who did you catch first…?

surround yerself with the best

put up with the foibles of geniuses

pay homage to the masters

reject philistinism

derange your senses gladly but then make sure you can rearrange em

seize the day

imagine it all up

give it everything

tune in like a child

never ever grow up

be weird

be lovely

be a devil

listen to your eyes

see with our heart

feel with your future

appear all over the place

no job too big or too small

there are no guarantees so just actualise it if its in you

ignore these words

wish me luck

kiss my effigy

walk a mile in my souls

go tell it on the mountain

let my people go