posted on September 14, 2006 at 5:54 am

automatic blog
spirits confide in me
what shall i pass on from the otherside
the line goes silent
the camera fails
these spirits move in electricity
the lights flicker
these spirits have not yet passed over
gamblers n addicts tryin’ for just another hit
richmen who could not bear to leave their fortunes
spirits that animate sleeping children
and twist their features into grimace n snarl
spirits that hide things
spirits that chuck things around
spirirts disembodied
ammonia n coldness
hungry ghosts some say
the cats wake up
everything trembling oh so slightly
if you film em they blur into shadow
they are hard to capture
to record their hissing voices
and they follow you around
but you dont know what they want
do you?
there is no wind but everything flutters
the do not disturb signs clatter brittle against the door
the magnets reverse polarities
things run backwards
mirrors throw out reflections into the room
nightfriends coming thru the mirrors
come and go by mirror
the swans in the dark arch their black necks
the frogs are silent
in the water more reflections
reflections of reflections
patterns in the sand at the bottom of a pool
just keep following that black line
just a swimmer growing dimmer
in the glimmer of a summer
the sea gives up its ghosts
sailors and shipwrecks
women who turn into seals
dark cold green water
the ocean makes itself understood
all the rivers rushing into it
i heard a song once
“why did we ever leave the sea?”
churning ocean still ocean
grey ocean blue ocean
never yourself
but always the same
still life in motion
it has its patterns that are hard to perceive
yes it conceals leviathans and midgard serpents
other monsters in the depths we have hardly conceived of
yet our children bathe so happily in in her foamy arms
afternoon drifts in a little colder
sky hazes over to white again
feeble sunshine blotted out
the spirits reawaken you from your reverie
its time

44 Responses to “apparently”

  1. avatar
    Anonymous | 14 September 2006 at 6:58 am #

    Just wanted to be first.

    Nice little train of thought there.


  2. avatar
    Anonymous | 14 September 2006 at 7:14 am #

    Your spirit is right here, right now sk.


  3. avatar
    kat | 14 September 2006 at 8:06 am #

    great ending in the last five lines again. nice 😉

  4. avatar
    Cameras 4 Eyes | 14 September 2006 at 8:32 am #

    how hallowe’en-y

  5. avatar
    Anonymous | 14 September 2006 at 8:32 am #

    you know, since you were born in England but now reside in Australia, your birthday is actually today 🙂

  6. avatar
    Anonymous | 14 September 2006 at 9:32 am #

    Just hadta check your blogge before heading home and bugger me there’s a new one.

    Just plain loved it..


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    fantasticandy | 14 September 2006 at 9:39 am #

    your imagination seems limitless,evocative killa,evocative.

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    (('{~_~}')) | 14 September 2006 at 10:11 am #

    I’m not ready!

  9. avatar
    veleska1970 | 14 September 2006 at 10:57 am #

    i wonder what actually IS on the other side? i guess i won’t know till i get there.

    hope you had a great birthday yesterday.

    lotza love….

  10. avatar
    fergal | 14 September 2006 at 11:09 am #

    guitars sometimes play themselves … or do they?

  11. avatar
    Anonymous | 14 September 2006 at 11:14 am #

    …and nobody actually mentioned your song from Stephen Cummings album ‘Falling Swinger’…..titled ‘September 13’

    Can you tell us a story about that song and indeed about Mr Cummings if y’all can recall.


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    mandn | 14 September 2006 at 11:48 am #


    Poseidon is restless these days, as are all the old ones

    We’ve forgotten them, but they remember us

    Hepahestus’ forge shall overflow once again

    can’t you feel it? something’s coming


  13. avatar
    Fly | 14 September 2006 at 12:02 pm #

    I was appointed from eternity,
    from the beginning, before the world began.

    When there were no oceans,
    I was given birth,
    when there were no springs abounding with water;

    before the mountains were settled in place,
    before the hills,
    I was given birth,

  14. avatar
    Renee | 14 September 2006 at 12:05 pm #

    Wow, that was intense
    kinda got me creeped out a bit, especially sitting here in the still darkness of early morning
    reminds me of poe just a little
    by the way, I’d love to see you do a painting of poe, adding your special sk flourishes

    Edgar Allan Poe – Spirits Of The Dead

    Thy soul shall find itself alone
    ‘Mid dark thoughts of the grey tomb-stone;
    Not one, of all the crowd, to pry
    Into thine hour of secrecy.

    Be silent in that solitude,
    Which is not loneliness- for then
    The spirits of the dead, who stood
    In life before thee, are again
    In death around thee, and their will
    Shall overshadow thee; be still.

    great post today


  15. avatar
    sweed | 14 September 2006 at 1:14 pm #

    Beautiful!! Thanks!

  16. avatar
    John Garratt | 14 September 2006 at 1:15 pm #

    “the spirits reawaken you from your reverie
    its time”

    It’s time? Time for breakfast.


  17. avatar
    Anonymous | 14 September 2006 at 1:24 pm #

    “Classic Kilbey” Blog today

    Lovin it,


  18. avatar
    gavgams | 14 September 2006 at 1:44 pm #

    Lovin it from the commune.
    Diggin it from the Valley
    O lordy, the trees, man, the trees

  19. avatar
    CeciliaGin | 14 September 2006 at 2:37 pm #

    Luna bar and SK’s blog, great way to begin a grey Thursday in SF.

  20. avatar
    JJ | 14 September 2006 at 2:44 pm #

    The Night Friends, love that song. Always been attracted to that Victorian fascination with mediums, connecting with spirits, real or imagined? Saw the film, The Illusionist; just a film, but interesting themes.

    Thought-provoking blogge.


  21. avatar
    Aperus | 14 September 2006 at 2:49 pm #

    In one of life’s most unfortunate missed opportunities – I wished so bad they had used “The Disillusionist” as theme music for “the Illusionist”!! Damn, what a great song!! It would have been perfect as the credits rolled, don’t ya think?

    Yeah, Night Friends is a great, great track – just like the rest of em on AENT. Steve was channeling the poets on that album.



  22. avatar
    stealthblue | 14 September 2006 at 3:17 pm #

    Wild…messages from the other side. Sometimes, they’re so obvious, others…the signs are hidden in the crevices and shadows of the ordinary.
    Fascinating, isn’t it? Great entry.

  23. avatar
    Andromeda7 | 14 September 2006 at 3:54 pm #

    utterly gorgeous, disturbing, sluicing, burrowing into the deepest subconscious, thanks

  24. avatar
    ambnt1 | 14 September 2006 at 4:20 pm #

    You could get a couple songs out of that one. Very cool. Reminds me of “Ionian Blues,” such great imagery.


  25. avatar
    dean9000 | 14 September 2006 at 4:49 pm #

    Grade A quality blog. Very nice respet from my daily cubicle grind…..

  26. avatar
    Letango | 14 September 2006 at 5:08 pm #

    Oh, so sorry to do this on your blog, but it’s indirectly related…

    I was thinking PK’s song “Make a Move” reminded me of 80’s Nikki Sudden & The Jacobites (I was thinking of The Ragged School album), which made me wonder, what they’ve been upto. Come to find Nikki died just this March.


    I feel like I’m losing all my musical troubadors — the ones that were such a formative part of my teenage years; the ones with which I identified; the ones who gave me music through which I could express myself; the ones who set my soul free.

    Just fuck.

    Damn. SK, and all other church members,
    I’m praying you stick around much longer than I.

    Okay, maybe later I’ll actually post a comment directly related to your fine blog. I apologize for the interruption.

  27. avatar
    CAPTAIN BEYOND | 14 September 2006 at 5:09 pm #

    what kind of presents did you get yesterday???

  28. avatar
    Letango | 14 September 2006 at 5:25 pm #

    The ocean scares me.
    Such a Jungian thing.

    I used to have recurring dreams that I was out in the middle of the ocean.
    I’m frightened b/c I’m terrified I won’t make it to shore and I can’t see what’s beneath me in those dark waters.

    It was a dream for my 20’s.
    What lovely metaphor for what lurks
    in our subconscious or more apt
    unconscious self.

    The Dogon tribe of Mali knew Sirius was a double star long before the invention of a telescope. (I guess it’s now considered a triple star? Haven’t looked anything up on that). When asked by ethnographers how they came to know this, they shared a story of egg-shaped lights landing in the water and these
    fish-like beings coming out of them. Nommos I believe they called them??
    These beings told them and drew it out for them.

    Like Sumer, their gods arrived in space ships.

    I don’t discount it.

    The few times I’ve been to the ocean, my conscious everyday
    self feared it b/c it simply felt like the most powerful feminine
    force I’ve ever come into contact with. One moment could be soothing
    you, next moment gobble you up. The Ocean is like Kali for me.

    enough of my babbling. I think I need more vitamins
    and water!

  29. avatar
    davidcwelker | 14 September 2006 at 6:13 pm #

    frightfully delightful post. yeh, so i’m a pastor in a christianchurch. walked into the church a couple weeks back to hear “invisible” off of my descuidado disc playing in the sanctuary. they were testing sound and came across one of my “church” discs. no doubt misunderstood. sounded great tho.

  30. avatar
    davem | 14 September 2006 at 6:26 pm #

    I liked that “cats wake up” bit. ’tis true…they’re so attuned.
    And yeah…what did you have for your 52nd?
    Sad about Nikki Sudden. My band supported him & his “Six Hip Princes” in Birmingham, England in ’82. He didn’t look so well then. Sad though.
    Great blog SK. Good one with justthecandles on.
    Love you more old ‘un, eternal one.

    Dave M

  31. avatar
    krishnamike | 15 September 2006 at 12:19 am #

    We are all from the ocean……

  32. avatar
    SherrySings | 15 September 2006 at 12:30 am #

    Ah…. when this is published, it must be an AUDIO BOOK… or rationed as a daily podcast… I hear the voice in my head but I want to feel it surrounding me from without… swirling, flowing, raging in all your disbelief, soothing away the illusions of this world… with the seductive promise of yours…

  33. avatar
    Anonymous | 15 September 2006 at 12:45 am #

    Stevie, let your hair hang down.
    Or up – tornado style.
    28 more sleeps till the Enmore!

    Still catching up on blogges, been in W.A. on hols. Did you know there’s a nite club in Perth called The Church? Complete with cross on top. Walked past it while looking for a pub with ye olde Swan Draught (it’s ok, its herbal.) Naturally took a photo.

    Glad you’re home safe. Rock the Enmore. We’ll be there for sure.

    Lots a love
    Lady Di

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    drzej | 15 September 2006 at 1:33 am #

    The intimation of crashing waves ….. the tidepools …. the seafoam green froth …. has the ecstasy of Debussy’s “La Mer” ever really been equalled?

    Never, never (going under).

    Stay lovely.


  35. avatar
    tristan | 15 September 2006 at 1:50 am #

    stranger no more. sadness no less.

    that’s all that comes to mind.

  36. avatar
    Anonymous | 15 September 2006 at 2:00 am #

    eee little boogey woogey e little davo e litte borgo. me a good dittle boo. fu man chu did a poo on u!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!me love u long time

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    annonymourns | 15 September 2006 at 2:18 am #

    Wham! blam! blam! blam! blam! thank you mam!

    phew jonnhie..

  38. avatar
    mike a | 15 September 2006 at 2:49 am #

    A “haunting” blog!! Another great one!!

  39. avatar
    Anonymous | 15 September 2006 at 2:50 am #

    I’m almost with you

  40. avatar
    mattdavison | 15 September 2006 at 5:53 am #

    I am grinning….and smerking, and feeling………. and..Oh” I love that fucc-in bloggy.

    You are the magician among the spirits sk..”and yes I have written that one B4…Yeah so.

  41. avatar
    daydreamer | 15 September 2006 at 5:59 am #

    you been smoking pot again?

  42. avatar
    mattdavison | 15 September 2006 at 6:07 am #

    what! me or the Kilb??

  43. avatar
    syrinx | 15 September 2006 at 7:59 am #

    I love the water. I have been *over* ocean with no visible land in sight, but altitude does not frighten me. Never, however, ON or IN the ocean with no visible land in sight in any direction at my eye level. THAT is one of my last true fear frontiers. It is my best visual of infitinty so far. What do you hold onto other than yourself?? What is your reference point other than yourself??

    I suppose I need to do that, then. Open ocean. Conquer the monster.

    And yes, cats keeps vigil at night when you try to talk to others. They don’t like it too much.

    What a delightfully spooky blog before bedtime. Thank you, muchly.

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    DJK082067 | 16 September 2006 at 1:22 pm #


    Magical description as always. When I was a teenager(20 years ago),I would go down to our lake in Chicago(Lake Michigan…why its called that I have no idea) and spend time, day or night, just watching the ripples and waves rush in and out. As seasons in the city changed, so did the power of this lake(I know its not an ocean, but it was all I had to dream with). My imagination would soar. Now 20 years later…I rarely even visit it unless its on the TV for some media reason. I beleive I may have just been inspired to change that.


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