posted on August 25, 2007 at 11:46 am

the beat
being in and out of time
being on the money
staged adulation
fake applause
the audience un moved
words leave your mouth
brandishing admonishing
rock n roll medievalitica
the black prince baybee
the jack of spades in spades
with his lowdown moustache
you never catch jack of clubs with that moustache
you never gonna take a trick like that
jack of spades can play guitar though
fender mustang thru a load of stuff
he rides in the back compartment
he travels light years away
he blazes his own glorious trail
he finds a path between the women
he plays like a grand slammin’ jammin’ fiend
he summons up the devils dandruff
he lays it down in pastures green and cool
laughing all the way to the riverbank
pastoral space rock
the flowers of the valley
the tiny lights in the sky
a journey outside time
we are savage and intelligent
the music is the key
must be in key to open the love lock
the locked-on heatseeker eros
the jack of spades calls cupid to him
in all his vainglory
cupido vulgaris
with his arrows of love love love
the guitar strings
the bowstrings
bing! go the strings of your heart
the fingers pull n tweak
the fingers doing the work of music and love
the fingers which scurry over the frets
the fingers which hurry over the women
the stage which sinks under the music
the swamp of sound
the murky jungle juiced source of slither
music which charms snakes
music glyph in sonic sky
play your guitar jackie of spades
oh man lean on that thing like a bent snout
oh let it wail shakey flimsy brother
let it out and about
make it shout the blues back at blacks n whites
let it quote shakespeare and dolly dagger
let it walk with jesus down the kings road in 1978
the messiah in chelsea boots n mod-z-art white drainpipes
the apostles smoking and inventing their creed
the disciples lost in the crowd
ready to rock
ready to reel in their nets full of men
spades over hearts
wands over cups maybe too
guitar over itself
woman over man
man over woman
the tide pulls the moon closer
all things flux n flow
being in
being out

27 Responses to “being in being out”

  1. avatar
    Anonymous | 25 August 2007 at 12:24 pm #

    That don’t sound like heaven to me….that’s more of a purgatory.


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    Olde Amps | 25 August 2007 at 12:50 pm #

    Yer the wordsmith Killer. Can we expect your forthcoming solo album to consist of pastoral space rock? I’m liking that intensely. We all need more pastoral space rock. There ain’t enough of it lying about the place.

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    Anonymous | 25 August 2007 at 1:30 pm #

    sounds like a Rock n Roll Whirlpool!…but they say that drowning is a peaceful experience…so,..keep it comin’ ya sparkling man!…love to you,as always,genx xxxxx

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    melquiades | 25 August 2007 at 1:52 pm #

    mmmmmmm….journey to the center of the kilbo-verse

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    CSTCoach | 25 August 2007 at 1:58 pm #

    yeah – more space rock! the world needs it in this grim musical age.

  6. avatar
    veleska1970 | 25 August 2007 at 2:52 pm #

    this was a swirling, liquid flow of sheer art. thanks.

    lotza love….

  7. avatar
    Anonymous | 25 August 2007 at 3:10 pm #

    has lemmy joined and found poetry.
    i don’t care what they say. i think you are brilliant. btw, deep in the shallows is quite a listen.


  8. avatar
    dicklicker | 25 August 2007 at 3:20 pm #

    is this about bob seger?

  9. avatar
    Anonymous | 25 August 2007 at 5:25 pm #

    moron,at 1.20am….get a life,and some class…will you?..please,run away!.the blogge,really,isn’t for your rubbish!..have some respect,and some dignity!…./.Faye

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    andmoreagain | 25 August 2007 at 5:44 pm #

    ‘The messiah in chelsea boots n mod-z-art white drainpipes’, eh? You musta felt like it at times. You were almost like it to a fourteen year-old looking for his own musical thang. Great intangible imagery in this one, Kilbster.
    luv dunc

  11. avatar
    Candy | 25 August 2007 at 5:50 pm #

    The Killer’s observations…A pleasure,as always,to read…sweet dreams and love…xo

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    JONNY HOLLYWOOD | 25 August 2007 at 6:12 pm #

    Hey B. Bon,
    Heaven and Hell are write here on Earth, you have to go thru Hell before you get to Heaven, believe me I know, I am still waiting for my Heaven like never before…

  13. avatar
    Brien Comerford | 25 August 2007 at 7:19 pm #

    After six months of Church rediscovery and fanatasism I think I can finally categorize them???
    (Even though they are nonpareil)

    SK, the lead vocalist. A hybrid of himself, John Lennon, Syd Barrett and David Gilmour.

    The musicians. A hybrid of themselves, The Byrds, Pink Floyd and Radiohead.

    Is this relevant. Yes ! I am a member of The Church’s congregation and it’s important to spread the word to the uninitiated and convert them to the best music that exists.

    I love Empedocles, Isaiah and John Wesley !

  14. avatar
    knot | 25 August 2007 at 10:07 pm #

    I look at the world and I notice it’s turning
    While my guitar gently weeps
    With every mistake we must surely be learning
    Still my guitar gently weeps …

    someone was playing this in my cellar not long ago, and it did startle me.

  15. avatar
    Anonymous | 25 August 2007 at 10:30 pm #

    Space rockin’ Jack of spades..lying in the grass,watching the SKy!..beautiful visions of the vortex…space rock that draws you in,and carries you away…have a stellar sunday SK!…/jj

  16. avatar
    syrinx | 25 August 2007 at 11:24 pm #

    Haha! I just finished with a guitar lesson in the other room, came directly to the computer to check out/in/on TTB! PREfect!


  17. avatar
    Anonymous | 26 August 2007 at 12:16 am #

    Yeah you’re right sk, and once that arrow strikes, there’s jussta NO turning back, that’s for sure!
    Just 33 sleeps to go….oooh yeah!
    lovva greek girl

  18. avatar
    Anonymous | 26 August 2007 at 2:16 am #

    there’s definite pleasure and pain in this blog, steve…
    -The Hellbound Heart

  19. avatar
    Anonymous | 26 August 2007 at 2:58 am #

    mmm…my version of “space rock”???….I broke a jeetar string last night,whilst doing a “gypsy kings” impersonation for my daughter!…have a lovely day,lovely Mr.Kilbey,and all you loveley feinds!….xxxxxgenx

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    daniel12 | 26 August 2007 at 4:42 am #

    Hmmm. I was planning to do some responsible adult paperwork stuff with my sunday.
    But then i read TTB.
    Now I hear this other voice calling.
    It comes from under the bed.
    It says “come on man,you dont need that shit,you know It’s all a construct.”
    I say ‘shut up you, I need to do this’.
    It say’s “Oh come on, I know you better than you know yourself!.”
    “The things you hide from the world. Your sorrow,your angst, your love, your energy. You cant hide anything from me. I feel it when where together. Our secret time alone ,late at night when you think no one’s listening.”
    “You can’t bullshit me man Coz I know the truth !.”
    “Come on! lets ride the white lightning, lets bask in the C-beams near Tannhauser Gate!, C’mon C’mon I know you want to.”
    I say ‘No, your gonna get me in trouble again,, just like ,, just like last time.
    Look it’s not that I don’t want you in my life I’ts just that your a bad influence if we spend to much time together. I’ve got a good job now, your freewheelin gambilin ways lead me to ruin.
    I’ll stick with the bird in my hand this time.
    But then the voice yells back.
    “It want’s to be free !, It want’s to soar. It’s wants to look down upon the world of ordinary men as a blight on the landscape to be avoided!.”
    “Come brother !, release me from this cold dusty coffin. Emancipation awaits !.”

    Oh Statocaster Statocaster ,im comming.

  21. avatar
    Anonymous | 26 August 2007 at 5:29 am #

    I dunno where I’m going with this, but last night was like one of those crazy nights where I used to stay out all night in Vegas. I’d walk out of a place at sunrise!?!?! I’d do it all over again the next night. The old fox ain’t what she used to be…

    Genx, that was almost G-rated! I didn’t have to cover my eyes ‘n thanks for the ‘lil show! Your daughter, um hm. *-) you’re welcome for the hype. Did you check your messages?

    @ 1:20: your mother sews sox that smell, cliche. Get the hint?

    Steve…I wanta talk about “Sam the Butcher” Art Gallery and the artist Bryce Vinokurov. It’s out of context, and I’m out of E=MC^2 right now, so sit tight please! (that’s space pilot talk)

    Art and Amusement

  22. avatar
    Anonymous | 26 August 2007 at 6:10 am #

    “Don’t mention it” alright then…I won’t.
    Yes, I will! Yet another stunning day you’re having…it sounds like you’re in an excellent mood. You’ve painted a vision of what you’re saying and I nearly hear the music…talk about leading one on!
    I want to, I really would love to hear the tunes to that one, if any?!?
    Yet another outstanding Sunday to you, Mr. Kilbey!

  23. avatar
    Anonymous | 26 August 2007 at 9:26 am #

    Artfully….you are sooooo,naughty girl!…mmmmm….my lil one always says “If my mamma wasnt mad…I’d leave home!”…she’s such a cutie…I bought her a 3 dvd set of “MR.MAGOO”..thinking that it could be therapeutic for us to watch together ,and have a bihg giggle….but she doesn’t even think it’s funny!mind you she doesn’t find many things funnier{in her mind,anyway},than her mamma…and it WAS the “G” actually! xxx genx

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    Anonymous | 26 August 2007 at 6:14 pm #

    Well. you put Mr. Magoo and you in a room….of course she’s going to choose you!! After being with you she probably doesn’t think muuch else is funny! Oh, how you’ve spoiled us both!! Good day miss funny frock!


  25. avatar
    mel | 27 August 2007 at 1:40 am #

    all things Ki8lbey
    A.ll the time
    I love yiou

  26. avatar
    Anonymous | 27 August 2007 at 2:33 am #

    *8 ” ” xxx

  27. avatar
    Centuryhouse | 27 August 2007 at 4:06 am #

    Messir Killbee, you shore do half a way with werds!

    Brilliant as usual.

    Daniel W>

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