posted on February 24, 2012 at 7:43 pm

lost and frowned

a black cat night

i have forgotten my name i have forgotten my self

oh finally i seem to be someone else

i look out at all this with my new eyes

i touch the night with my new hands

in australia where it is primitive

nature runs rampant

the bugs are omnipresent

the trees and plants and flowers hustle in shadows

cars driving here and there and back again

friday night picking up momentum

wind picks up

dealer picks up

ambulance picks up

taxi picks up

guitarist picks up

drummer picks up

music begins

a symphony for friday night perfect night

ive never heard music like this

i never knew a night like this

perfect temperature

perfect sky

perfect breeze perfect trees

still some cruel morning will shatter it

and i’ll be me again in a trice

you can be sure

18 Responses to “a perfect night”

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    andy | 24 February 2012 at 8:07 pm #

    i can totally relate to this!
    you articulate feelings and ideas so well……
    just imagine if you were a politician.
    thank god your’e not.

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      thetimebeing | 25 February 2012 at 10:52 am #

      and andy thanks for the housewarming card
      wow that was very nice and we were touched

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    princey | 24 February 2012 at 8:25 pm #

    ahhhhh, sounds like the place to be 🙂

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    colette | 24 February 2012 at 8:29 pm #

    lustrous luna pick ups

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    That Girl | 24 February 2012 at 8:45 pm #

    The Wizards are with you tonight sk. Looking fine in this pic , good for you, and Friday night it was made for fun. The heavens have opened up here but it won’t stop the night music. I am off to see what the night tunes have installed for me . You sk ejoy yourself. TaTa

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    Wilfred Paradise | 24 February 2012 at 10:28 pm #

    oh,man, a great song. needs 3 chords and a bridge. ride this wave to the beach. WP

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    . | 24 February 2012 at 10:45 pm #

    computer flickering in the stillness of space
    we float among the modules like autumn leaves
    our spaces are illuminated, but the stars are brighter
    we’ve been traversing out here for almost nine years now
    our oxygen converters are replinishing rather well
    but the dehydrated rations are less than desirable
    the short range sensors have picked up something interesting
    a blue planet with perfect curvature and beautiful lines
    audio sensors detect an almost infinite degree of sounds
    music, voice, more music, biological activity, even more music
    a large island continent is starting to come into view
    we’ll deploy a probe to the surface for a more detailed view
    being an explorer couldn’t be any more perfect than it is now
    we’ve already managed to decode some of the audio
    it sounds like a humanoid is singing
    “you’re so deluxe, you’re so divine, you’re so fifty light years…”
    we’ll decipher the rest and issue our report

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    BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 25 February 2012 at 12:02 am #

    I love the darkness of pure night. With no back lit moon.The darkness engulfs, it absorbs the light deep into it’d pockets and tucks it quietly away. Whereas the light is so impatient ; hurrying up to get up high in the day sky…to look around , to take it all in…all of the splendor of what you may have missed the day before. The dark shows no jealousy , it is perfectly patient…it waits its turn.
    Have you ever gazed down at the ground when day begins to turn to night + the darkness comes. Watch with wonder as the blackness swallows its prey…anything left with but a little reflection still caught in the grasp. The dark fills the webbing, the day+ the light have nowhere to go , no where hide.
    Awaiting its eventual ….victim (s).
    So many say, just illuminate everything. Make darkness no more. But at the fringe, at the very edge , it shall wait…it will wander about in the form of its doppleganger , the shadows. It will eventually triumph, because eventually someone will turn off the lights…

    Have a grand weekend, hope you can find some time to properly unpack. You may have some of that left, some of ur life labeled as boxes, . Just take that extra 15-30 minutes and finish it, before the darkness comes and youve lost the time of light and true darkness will own you til the sun illuminates off in the darkening distance…which now is closing inc as shadows disappear one by one….

    Be well and healthy, I’m finally at 40-50% percent. That was the worst injection Monday, and the worst aftermath, iv never saw it coming. I was so sick& I thought for sure I was heading back in the hospital as a precaution, I was in nasty shape, still can barely move my head. Guess thats not bad enough anymore. The pain was so ongoing, so intense, I’m glad to he healing some for a day…I thought I locked in the dance with pain for some time, I guess another person partnered up with the evil companion and I will sit on the edge, along with the darkness, waiting for the light.

    Darrin JK

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    Chaotic Embrace | 25 February 2012 at 12:19 am #

    A funny to make ya smile-

    “The world is in complete shock today after learning of the sudden and untimely death of an american icon, an American institution. The Energizer Bunny was pronounced dead at aprox 3:42am last night. Preliminary autopsy assumes a possibility of foul play. From an inside source, who has chosen to remain anonymous, the rabbit died of possible over- stimulation.
    It appears someone switched his/ her batteries AROUND and the bunny just kept on ‘ coming and coming and cuming ‘.
    Their will be grief counselors set up to deal with the aftermath. Somone from TMZ has reported to be in possession of a picture before the bunnies demise and stated , I quote “that was the most fun that little bunny ever had, all that running around and around, the pour little guy almost found his real calling In porn , to bad, what a shame , another dream possibly shattered”.


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    Estelle M | 25 February 2012 at 3:33 am #

    Makes me miss Australia.
    Miss those barmy nights. Even miss the insects noises which used to bug (*boom tish*) me so very much..

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    evilren | 25 February 2012 at 4:28 am #

    Perfect and so rare. It’s time to create and try for more.

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    Boriah | 25 February 2012 at 7:41 am #

    As long as you dont feel like Doyle Lonnegan…


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    IncorrectPolitically | 25 February 2012 at 11:41 am #

    Nice drop of words on us. Always feel honored…and blessed that is, “”*””.
    Simply astonishing and always trying to improve…a diamond gem- flawless.
    2007 contained a Great performance, great banter+ my favorite version of Comedown. The setlist is flawless. If someone reading has not viewed or owned this DVD , please find a way to get asap . It’s golden not fools gold like the movie award show this weekend in these splintering states.
    Just a fantastic performance- SK. Frozen no w forever in framed small amounts, lost moments.
    Gonna take the next couple hours and revisit the “Steve Kilbey Live” acoustic set from, NZ in a smoky
    intimate setting.
    It literally contains magic


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    Anonymous | 26 February 2012 at 10:14 am #

    Somewhere in the cold thin ionosphere god is knitting the violet fabric of night. Your city is starving and ill, it’s streets tangled like nerves and flooded with invisible tears. You want to lift the curse though you’re not any stronger than those around you — but you want to happen, you don’t want to be gone without a trace — you’ve been given this enormous task of thawing frozen souls and tonight you wonder if you can generate enough heat. Your songs have given shelter to so many, but now, when the violet night is barking mad, deafening silence is taunting the unrelieved pain. You step out your 8th floor window to escape the pain — up until now you didn’t know that you have wings… they lift you into the open flames — and you last night falls off the tips of the god’s knitting needles, sweeping the stars off the path of the golden chariot.

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      thetimebeing | 26 February 2012 at 4:45 pm #

      ooh nice!

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        Anonymous | 26 February 2012 at 6:21 pm #

        it’s a feeble attempt at translation — a very loose one at that — of a song written in 1989 — believe me the original is infinitely more powerful — dedicated to a young musician who indeed stepped out of the window… the creepy part is that it was written just days before the event — so understandably the author was in shock about having predicted his friend’s fate. hence the dedication. the title is night flight, and the guitar bridge in the middle sounds like heavy rain…

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        Anonymous | 21 April 2012 at 9:37 am #

        here’s that guitar bridge…
        i post it here, at the less-traveled area because it’s archived… very few at most will see…
        came back from russia such a smoldering mess i can hardly articulate anything however —
        my fuzzy sentimental gratitude for knowing about you —-
        unique crazy brilliant magician — you have a talent beyond music and other art forms — it’s in being a human being, if that makes any sense…
        god, i hope these feelings give something back to you, at least a faintest flicker…
        a warm awkward hug around your shoulders in hopes to chase away your aches ————

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