posted on November 6, 2007 at 3:08 am

for anyone just tuning in here
let me bring you up to speed
i was born in 1954 welwyn garden city england
at the age of 3 we migrated to australia
my father leslie was a photographer
a mechanic
a piano player
quite a comedian
an ex-marine who fought in ww2
my mother joyce
young and very english
pretty but quite strict
interested in literature
both my parents working class
we live in dapto
a little town on the outskirts of wollongong
my father does well in australia
hes a very matey blokey bloke
and the aussies love his comedic schtick
i go to dapto infants and primary school
where i usually become the naughtiest most outspoken child
i get entered into a poetry eisteddfod but i do badly
i get in lots of fights
some i win
some i lose
i am constantly in love with various girls
my mother reads me alice in wonderland
the beatles 1st come to my attention in 1963
i learn to swim at 8 teaching myself after having failed at lessons
in 1964 we move to shepparton vic for one year
i was number 1 in the class at almost everything
pop music suddenly became important to me
beatles songs were soaking in via the radio
my father bought please please me their first album
russell and i would mime to relatives strumming badminton racquets
youre my world and anyone who had a heart by cilla black
blew my mind
music was beginning to take hold of me
i fooled around with a piano but i was hopeless
i lacked my fathers natural ability
or i questioned it too much with my insistent mind
so that it could not then function as it does now
at the end of 1964 we move to canberra
we live in brick house behind which is a park
canberra almost treeless and still very new
hot and dry and in the middle of nowhere
artificial lake and far from the lovely sea
i start lyneham primary school in 1965
my teacher really hates me as i am an impertinent brat
i get the cane quite often
i get into trouble with the police when some other boys
send a girl a “rude” letter signed in my name
i get into trouble again for burning down the park behind us
playing with matches with another boy
my mother made me have a bath and i went to bed early
i attended a school dance and the concept of fashion
intruded upon my thoughts
i realised that from then on in i should be “with it”
i still got in lots of fights
but something about it literally nauseated me
and i started avoiding them
the rolling stones and bob dylan appeared in my life
i attended an all ages rock concert at the albert hall in canberra
mpd ltd
the easybeats
bobby and laurie
normie rowe and the playboys
i took it all in deep
i immediately began to analyze and dissect in my mind
the screaming girls around the 11 year old me
their nascent sexual frenzy
the unbelievably loud pounding drums
bobby and laurie had a song where everybody stomped their foot in time
the power of this shocked me
the whole spectacle…what did it all mean exactly?
i started drawing rock bands in my schoolbooks
i fell in n out of love with various girls
i watched rock shows on the tv
i started buying my own records
the easybeats
simon and garfunkel
the stones
ray brown and the whispers
in 1967 i went to lyneham high
flower power exploded
psychedelic rock appeared and made a lasting impression
i got into fights but usually lost
the violence had more serious consequences now
i was an average student
i was often cruel to bugs and ants etc
i was reading playboys
i was interested in myth magic music
i was disinterested in sport maths science
i played cards a lot
i was still obliviously eating meat without question
i played squash
i grew up in many ways
i remained a child in many others
i was attracted to young female teachers
sometimes becoming friends with some of them
i got the cane regularly for stupid things
like carving bands names into desks etc
i loved attending the school dances
and can still feel that excitement
of walking in and seeing everyone dolled up n grooving
i watched the bands and i wanted to do that
i felt the bass guitar pulse in my stomach
and i decided that that would be it
after several false starts
my father bought me a violin bass for 80 dollars
he rigged me up an amp out of an old school pa
despite a massive wave of scepticism from all quarters
i persevered beyond their expectations and mine
it was hard slow going teaching myself bass
but at the end of a couple of years i could do it
discover marc bolan
i had a real girlfriend at 16
she would inexplicably break it off with me
and i wouldnt hear or see her for six months or a year
then she would phone up and we’d be back on
i joined a band called saga who played loads of songs
we did parties football clubs etc
i earned quite good money playing with them
at high school i debate and i debate for the state
i debate against malcolm turnbull
who is billetted to stay at our house
im 18 with hair down to my arse
faded grey lee cords
a houndstooth flannelette shirt
and thongs
hes 18 in slacks and a sweater or whatever
my mother says when he leaves
he’ll be prime minister one day
i leave school with a mediocre result
i languish in bed for a while
before being accepted into the public service as a clerk
in the dept of primary industry
i immediately become a thorn in the side
of anyone who was trying to do any work
and i remain so after nearly six years in the p.s.
i wrote poetry
organized poker games
i snuck off to guses cafe and drank cappos
got kicked out of saga because of my bad attitude
formed a number of bands which evolved into baby grande
who were excrutiatingly awful due to my pathetic songs
and that the other guys didnt like me
i was by now a vegetarian and couldnt eat anywhere
my mother gave me egg and chips a lot
i moved out in 1975 and lived with guys in band
i met michele and moved in with her
my father died of a heart attack
baby grande actually procure contract with emi but get dropped
baby grande kick me out of my own band
to become a power trio
peter koppes had long since departed
everyone was always angry with me
but they all needed me
because none had any clue about writing songs
i bought a four track and overdubbed with myself for 4 years
went to london for a few months see many bands
after that i couldnt stand canberra and moved to sydney in 79
i silkscreened tshirts and sold em at paddington market saturday morning
increasingly smoking marijuana and trying cocaine and lsd for 1st time
writing some satisfying songs now
constantly at work writing
sydney impresses me
its big and dirty and sleazy and i can lose myself here
i start to make more friends than i ever had in canberra
start smoking marijuana on a constant daily level
take mushrooms and lsd regularly
meet peter k and form the church
church has its ups n downs
i have 5 daughters
and start writing this blogge
then…..

46 Responses to “(&)”

  1. avatar
    damien | 6 November 2007 at 5:23 am #

    …and then I comment on how wonderfully illuminating this brief autobiography was to read.

    Thank you for the music, Steve. I’m looking forward to seeing you back in Perth soon with Divinyls!

  2. avatar
    Anonymous | 6 November 2007 at 5:34 am #

    You forgot the heyday story..again. So what happened, how did it happen?

  3. avatar
    Richard | 6 November 2007 at 5:57 am #

    does Malcolm Turnbull now get billeted at Peter Garrett’s house?

  4. avatar
    Anonymous | 6 November 2007 at 6:07 am #

    i was loving that until the last 3 lines.brilliant yet too brief. i know, i’m a spoilt brat.

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    klink | 6 November 2007 at 6:23 am #

    I assume there is some continuance?

    .. but….

    How was it working with Grant McLennan?

    What happened to Richard Ploog, were drugs his downfall?

    Guess I better get back to work.

  6. avatar
    Anonymous | 6 November 2007 at 6:30 am #

    glad you was born SK! thanks for coming to our planet !beeep beeep!…cant imagine you being a fighter,at all,with your wit?why would you need to?but then i suppose teenage boys{and younger,apparently boys also get a huge rush of testosterone at 7-8 as well }..i was never in a fight at school{actually never been in a fight EVER!},and thats saying something.it was the gold coast,and some of the girls i went to school with…they were tough with a capital T,and trouble to booT!…but then you gotta ask yourself…who would be brave enough to pick on a {nearly} 6″ redhead?…they kinda all left me well alone,except for bumming my ciggys behind the “art block”i ended up going to a few schools,one of which was “miami high”{which the locals used to call”marijuana high”}it was not compulsory to wear uniform,and you could choose any 6 major subjects,and 2minor…ha ha{didnt have to do maths or science if you didnt want to,ya had free reign},so i did all of the arts,including photography,film n tv,ancient and modern history,and then proceeded to indulge in the abundant greenery of “magic mountain”,its chairlift,and the castle{which by that time was pretty much neglected..}that was a faskinatin’ time to be alive…thank-you for the little autobiography..and have a smashingly divine night,love,as always,gen xxxxx x

  7. avatar
    Anonymous | 6 November 2007 at 6:40 am #

    shit, ay…how ’bout that…maybe you could type up a few of your teachers’ comments that you got in your school reports and i could use ’em in the ones i’m typing up now…
    b.bon…be stong, man, for yourself and your daughter…small children getting victimized makes me so angry and sick…but i’m positive things’ll get better…my thoughts are with you…
    love always
    -The Hellbound Heart

  8. avatar
    better | 6 November 2007 at 6:48 am #

    I went to bed and thought about the next life..in tomorrowland..

    Awesome entry Sk, your a master and hey if we werent all kids what else would we be, haha… jr………

  9. avatar
    markobears | 6 November 2007 at 7:37 am #

    Like anonymous posted, I wouldnt think of you as a fighter.One day how about a fight story!

  10. avatar
    12str | 6 November 2007 at 8:37 am #

    we had Dimmu Borgir on stage last night… a norwegian black metal act.. the place was crowded with goth metal fans..5 hours before we opened up we had a bunch of vampirelike kids lined up outside..what a sight that was..the gig was like some weird kind of opera,lots and lots of teatrical effects..2 bishoplike figures entered the stage to bombastic intro music…smoke and fire..a flaming sauron eye backprojected as the band make their entrance… then…a doomslike wall of sound and a growling singer… i dont fucking get the point of this!i dont understand the people queueing for hours and paying loads of money to see this shit..i guess my 6 year old boy can be impressed with these sad figures, but come on people there were adults with tears of joy in their eyes..i dont get this!but it was a good night when counting the money,it pays my bills and puts food on the table so i guess its alright, its showbiz!

    /P

  11. avatar
    daniel12 | 6 November 2007 at 9:13 am #

    I really enjoyed this one.
    Especially around 64 ,65 when the world begins to change.I was born in 64 the first child of a 20 year old Beatles fan. It was the year they visited OZ and grooved to ‘Please Please Me’ in my mothers womb. I don’t think it’s possible to explain the majic the Beatles held then without having felt it.Me Mum also had a copy of Cilla’s ‘Anyone who had a heart’ but we both prefered ‘Step in Side love’ What a gorgeous honk Cilla Black had to her voice ,no ones ever sounded like her.
    How funny you once debated Malcom Turnbil, what was the topic and who won.?
    Being somewhat left leaning Malcom isnt exactly my cup of political tea. However If the Liberal party is to have another Prime Minister I think he’s by far the best they’ve got. He’s quite progressive on some issues and he’s a gentleman too.
    For this reason whilst i’d like to see the Liberals out federaly I kinda hope he hangs on to his seat.
    But there i go again ,expressing opinion on yer blog. Sorry Fans

  12. avatar
    Anonymous | 6 November 2007 at 9:17 am #

    I’ve been tuning in here for a long time sk, but always love reading how it all began and what got YOU into the music biz. Ha ha I would have loved to have seen you at 11, surrounded by crazy, screaming, girly fans, not knowing THIS would happen to you in a few years, and still be happening at age 53, well maybe not screaming, but the crazy girly fans are still here sk, that’s for sure! haha
    Love Amanda

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    Symon | 6 November 2007 at 10:06 am #

    Steve..you forgot the bits about how much you despise flying in steel cylinders at 800km/hr at 11kms above ground.

    I flew into Syddley from Melby on Saturday morning…through a big storm (no lightning though) and all I could think over and over and over again, while the plane was lurching from side to side, was of you saying…”never again never again”.

    It really did rain hard on Satdy night didn’t it…you were not kidding about that storm !!!!

    Flew back to Melby today…much better cos there was lots of sun in Melby….not nearly so scary.

  14. avatar
    public savant | 6 November 2007 at 10:40 am #

    `God save thee, ancient Mariner!
    From the fiends, that plague thee thus!
    Why look’st thou so ?’

    With my cross-bow
    I shot the albatross..

  15. avatar
    veleska1970 | 6 November 2007 at 10:50 am #

    thanks for this lovely little autobio. most of this was already known, but it’s always great to hear firsthand from you how you arrived to where you are now in your life.

    “…and start writing this blogge
    then…..”

    yes, i wonder what’s next?

    lotza love…….

  16. avatar
    AelSunriseBird | 6 November 2007 at 11:17 am #

    Beautiful things trust, intimacy & self disclosure.

  17. avatar
    Anonymous | 6 November 2007 at 11:49 am #

    THEN…there was no need to read that forever-delayed biography harrowingly eeked out by the excruciatingly bad prose hand of that American bloke.

  18. avatar
    Jen Jewel Brown | 6 November 2007 at 11:49 am #

    Oh, Department of Primary Industries! no wonder you gave them hell. The idea of you debating with Malcolm Turnbull is just psychotically funny.

  19. avatar
    unscholarly | 6 November 2007 at 11:51 am #

    My school report said I was “very perverse”, “lives in his own private world of dreams” and “is simply wasting his life”.
    Well spotted, I guess…

  20. avatar
    matthew | 6 November 2007 at 12:52 pm #

    Steve, that was quite literally very charming! Thanks. Some nice history – I could level-peg quite a few entries in there…

  21. avatar
    NickFiction | 6 November 2007 at 1:09 pm #

    then you you started to drink those pesky energy drinks which one day led you to invent the very first ” perfect ” energy drink. a drink that can cure you of meat eating , baldness, impotence, drug addiction, envy, and anything else that might ail ya! It goes on sale and SK became an instant bazillionaire, never having to worry about monetary issues again, FINI

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    lily was here | 6 November 2007 at 1:10 pm #

    “began my journey for the truth: an expedition through past,present and future beings”. A readers digest pocket version – dammit Steve, make’em read all 750 plus blogs! Id also highly recommend everyone reads your mum’s book “Tale of the Old Iron Pot”, if its still available, from Karmic Hit .. fills in some gaps & a great read. Sorry Im behind too, Ive been totally absorbed in reading Shantaram among other things, might need yoga for my eyes? How do you achieve discipline? The ups and downs of the church, now theres an understatement. PK would be amused by the Ups and Downs bit maybe.

    Sue Cee
    x
    ps can you remember any of those debate topics?

  23. avatar
    restaurant mark | 6 November 2007 at 1:30 pm #

    whew…i had a lot of reading to catch up on this morning. liked todays blog…nice, quick history lesson. it seems i was always falling for one girl or another too…funny though, i think i could remember the names of every one of them…whether it was a crush that never knew it at eleven or the revovling door, as my mom called it, of girls i dated in high school and beyond.
    do you still play cards ever? my band mates and i play a good bit of poker…gin too. my wife kicks our asses at gin most of the time. gotta get.
    take care.

    mark

  24. avatar
    Cee | 6 November 2007 at 4:32 pm #

    then, the fairy tale took an unexpected turn an the ttb found himself in Belize surrounded by…

  25. avatar
    JONNY NOT YET SO HOLLYWOODISH | 6 November 2007 at 5:01 pm #

    hey now, you forgot the part where this strange boy sends you a true rockumentary of his struggle to find himself, you ponder it, then…..we make it like never before…
    Jonny not yet so Hollywoodish

  26. avatar
    Anonymous | 6 November 2007 at 6:41 pm #

    Steve, didn’t you have a stint in the computer world somewhere along the way? Always thought tantalized had overtones of working in the software world…great post

  27. avatar
    Jason | 6 November 2007 at 7:02 pm #

    Ha! now i don’t need the bio book i paid for 3 years ago.Which has yet to materialise.

    The Killa for Dummies.

    lurv,

    glynnis

  28. avatar
    syrinx | 6 November 2007 at 7:30 pm #

    “..has been distracted from her work by the boisterous group of companions she now seems to prefer.”

    grade 5

  29. avatar
    davem | 6 November 2007 at 7:41 pm #

    There haven’t been many downs for the listener Esskay.
    x

  30. avatar
    timf | 6 November 2007 at 8:09 pm #

    then you release your long awaited bio in hardcover and blog readers find out that none of what you have written today is true….steve kilbey is actually a narc working for interpol.

  31. avatar
    the dean | 6 November 2007 at 9:06 pm #

    …..ran off with chrissy amphlett to form the divine church of the holy rolling space rocker Amen

  32. avatar
    steve kilbey | 6 November 2007 at 9:16 pm #

    steven often interrupts the class
    with a loud comment which he considers smart
    but is generally immature.
    mr ferguson, 1965 , lyneham, 5A
    of course it was immature
    i was 10 years old!
    my first bad review, i guess

  33. avatar
    Anonymous | 6 November 2007 at 9:50 pm #

    NO WAY Mr Ferguson!, sk making a loud, smart-ass comment, you should see how he’s changed over the years…NOT! haha
    Love Amanda

  34. avatar
    Anonymous | 6 November 2007 at 10:14 pm #

    Maths year 9{1985}-98%.-teacher’s comment.if she applied herself,instead of gazing out of the window/making artworks out of the desktops/{piercing her,and fellow classmates ears with a compass}there’s no limit to her potential.one of the more scarce variety of students that i would recommend for a future in “pure mathematics”…haha!who woulda thunk it?…

  35. avatar
    Anonymous | 7 November 2007 at 1:46 am #

    How old is the photo on your profile?

  36. avatar
    damien | 7 November 2007 at 2:15 am #

    That pic is from the Gold Afternoon Fix era – 1990.

  37. avatar
    freddy mercurial | 7 November 2007 at 2:28 am #

    Cripes. I’ve been reading the wrong guys blog all this time. I thought you were someone else!

    Thanks for the reader’s digest version Steven.

    Freddy Merc

  38. avatar
    Anonymous | 7 November 2007 at 2:50 am #

    Maybe it’s time for a new photo.

  39. avatar
    Anonymous | 7 November 2007 at 3:13 am #

    I think its a gorgeous photo! !…xxA

  40. avatar
    JJ | 7 November 2007 at 3:50 am #

    I can identify with so many things in today’s blog. I was ten in 1964 when I first heard the Beatles; it was like that moment in “Wizard of Oz” when a black and white world turned to technicolor. And all the bands that followed; Stones, Kinks, Zombies, Who…it used to amaze me how this place called Britain produced such fantastic music.

    Never got caned though…sounds very English. Nuns ran our school; big, black penguin figures with a woman hidden somewhere inside.

    Full autobiography perhaps?

  41. avatar
    Melby Symon | 7 November 2007 at 5:31 am #

    Hey Steve….I forgot to mention that you made ROCKWIZ on satdy nite…so obviously your immense talent…enormous reputation and ever so clever comments (fuck mr ferguson)must preceed you !!!

    Q…lead singer of the Church

    A…Steve Kilbey.

    and one of the Panel got it straight away…no uncomfortable looks or people shifting nervously in their chairs…you would have been out at yer gig…but maybe you heard about it.

  42. avatar
    Anonymous | 8 November 2007 at 1:50 am #

    ….then I went on to gender re assigment

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    tktimelapse | 8 November 2007 at 11:45 am #

    Brilliant entry Steve. Recently been revisiting Earthed booklet with great pleasure. That, along with this entry and your storytelling lyrics make me wonder what sort of screenplays you could come up with. Hmm… dazzling I’m sure. But you’ve obviously got your hands quite full with various creations! Anyhow, I enjoy checking out your blog from time to time… Thanks for sharing.

  44. avatar
    Anonymous | 8 November 2007 at 9:38 pm #

    Love comes to us, love comes through us, show us love before you do us.

  45. avatar
    Anonymous | 10 November 2007 at 12:34 am #

    .

  46. avatar
    Anonymous | 10 November 2007 at 12:35 am #

    hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah! x


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