posted on January 23, 2010 at 6:38 am

at 9 a.m. its 90 degrees in my kitchen
at 11 a.m. its 110 on my balcony
incessant merciless heat all around ya
your humble correspondent feels a little irradiated
i have cold showers and for for 5 minutes i freeze a little
you hop out feel good for a second
then it starts
the heat
oh god the heat reminds me i’m an englishman after all
the heat is poisonous and vile
everything glows like dully polished lead
my head throbs with the past
with the claustrophobic feeling of being shut up in here
with being fried alive inside my skull
one million hot days
one million hot nights
the memory recoils
the impressions are superimposed on my consciousness by the past
the past yeah baby the past
the past we cannot get our heads out of
except to poke our beak into the future
the engines heat up
machines heat up to pump out the tepid cold ac
the path’ll burn yer feet mister
you better step into the shade lady
the sun is gonna scorch your almonds
i’m up to my eyeballs in heat
frittering away my fucking time being as usual
wonder if this?
wonder if that?
i try to take in some details for ya
but the light bangs around in my retinae
bastard weather no good weather evil weather
the clouds gather
but the sun out trumps the storm for a while
we go to the beach
and i drop off family and find a park miles away
as i walk back along the ultra posh and beautiful street
i sing the long n winding road
the houses are just so lovely they fill me with a furious envy
a stupid discontented envy
the houses have such lovely leafy gardens n facing the harbour
fountains pools tennis courts gazebos arbours exotica statues
the houses are the sizes of small hotels
its like a cross between monaco and a hollywood on the sea
every fucking car is either a beemer or jag or merc or lex
sorry i did see a bentley
oh and my falcon of course
who sits in the park waiting for me
my obedient if lowly slave
the falcon has been running well
gee it uses a loada juice if you put the ac on
but it dont heat up like tibor mk1
(yet anyway)
down at the beach
the heat is unbelievable
i sit on a concrete step
and when the sun comes out
its like your skins being peeled off
the doodles n woofle are straight in the water
its very very crowded today
someone was getting married…picked a warm day
imagine dressed up in all that clobber in 110 heat
thats fucking 44 or something in cels
hope the groon doesnt get his wedding tackle overheated
meanwhile i don my swimming cap n goggles
i don my rashie and my earplugs
n i hit the green brine
netted off from the sharky sharks
its a harbour beach not the ocean
i do about half a k
theres soft jellyfish like the fig jelly in bubbletea….hmmmm
have to say nk looked good in her turquoise rashie
the water brings my temp n my anger into check
i go n have a cold shower in the sheds
walk back to car
thru those tantalizing houses
oh they fill me with longing
oh i could truly appreciate living in a nice house the resta my days
sitting out in my brilliant landscaped doo dah sipping a what not
look if there are any millionaires out there
buy me a house
its not much to ask for
a nice little mansion of my own with trees pool drive n all the trimmings
a gardener a butler a man at arms
a cook a cleaner and a procurer of naughty things
oh yes wouldnt i be happy
oh i would just stay home in my house
walking from room to cool room
my billiard room
my trophies room (pretty darn empty)
my smoking room
my dining room
my master bedroom with on sweet
my harbour views from the second story treetops
anyway its just a thought
if you ever wanted to buy someone a little p(a)lace
i could be a candidate……couldnt i…..
meanwhile i find tibor 2
we drive home
i do yoga
a little storm comes along
there is some feeling of release
not enough tho
but dark clouds are building up to the south
we hope for a cleansing n thorough downpour
down on us poor
i’m not getting any work done
i’m distracted edgy restless listless
my white powder of gold drink has not worked out for me
ive ordered another brand off the net
andrew hmelnitzky asks to paint moi for the archibald prize
austs biggest portrait comp
have to be a distinguished australian (resident)
imagine if my portrait wins
everyone will recognize me as i buy my fruit n veg at the shop
fuck it could be worse…
but i bet i dont win
i bet no millionaire buys me a bleating house
i bet the big deluge kinda peters out
theres thunder rumblin’ n everything
but i aint got my hopes up
i’m boiling here
i’m cooking alive
i’m sizzling like the bridegroons sausage down the beach
i’m way way way too hot

24 Responses to “burner”

  1. avatar
    fantasticandy | 23 January 2010 at 9:06 am #

    sorry kilbs,
    all true artists are broke, hungry and disgruntled with their lot!
    it may be essential to your spiritual well-being, being….

  2. avatar
    Hellbound Heart | 23 January 2010 at 9:18 am #

    this summer's been an absolute BITCH……roll on june…..

    love always and bucketloads of sweat……

  3. avatar
    Anonymous | 23 January 2010 at 9:20 am #

    Does anybody know where my television remote is?

  4. avatar
    Richard | 23 January 2010 at 9:50 am #

    the archibald eh?

    what an interesting idea…

  5. avatar
    Thomas Thomsen, Denmark | 23 January 2010 at 10:43 am #

    "Does anybody know where my television remote is?"

    Hahaha. That's funny! 🙂

  6. avatar
    cazziem | 23 January 2010 at 10:57 am #

    I don’t envy you that heat SK. I said yesterday that I don’t think I’d be able to concentrate myself; looks like you have the same problem. How can anyone concentrate on anything worthwhile when you have a practically constant voice in your head saying, ‘wipe that sweat from your brow before it drips’.
    But, sadly we live in a world where we always want what we haven’t got. Over there it’s TOO hot, here it’s been cold, wet and snowy. You see the beautiful houses that many of us would probably look at and wish they had a house like that too, but the saying beauty is skin deep doesn’t just apply to people! Just remember a house like this not only costs more to buy, but also more to maintain, so would you really want to HAVE to work, just for beauty’s sake?

  7. avatar
    eek | 23 January 2010 at 11:10 am #

    "fuck it could be worse…"

    It sure could. You could be me.


    "at 9 a.m. its 90 degrees in my kitchen
    at 11 a.m. its 110 on my balcony
    incessant merciless heat all around ya"

    Ick. Makes me really happy it's winter here! Hope the heatwave breaks soon.

    "andrew hmelnitzky asks to paint moi for the archibald prize"

    Oooh that would be cool. I think self portraits are allowed too. Something to think about….

  8. avatar
    12str | 23 January 2010 at 11:56 am #

    UTMW as comercial for a car!!
    Did you get paid for this killah?

    envy the climate in Sydney…
    here in winterland its stone cold fuckin´winter..below zero since christmas..brrr
    take care!

  9. avatar
    iseult | 23 January 2010 at 12:32 pm #

    reminds me of
    john olsen and kandinsky mixed up together

  10. avatar
    robertmadore | 23 January 2010 at 4:06 pm #

    The minute you're esconced in some fab 8 room villa near the waves with a couple milli in the bank you'd lose your edge. Look at Sting's last 75 albums. You'd spend more time babysitting your "staff" than producing great music/art.
    Would be nice to atleast have some privacy(from neighbors)and a bit of a studio in the house though…

  11. avatar
    davem | 23 January 2010 at 4:38 pm #

    If I win a gazillion I promise to sort you out.
    Eskkay – we haven't seen any sun here for months and months and months….

  12. avatar
    WantonMyth | 23 January 2010 at 5:57 pm #

    Don't WaNt for anything, and the mercury level will return to normal . . .

  13. avatar
    veleska1970 | 23 January 2010 at 6:09 pm #

    i had no idea that it got that hot down there. but if i had a choice, i'd rather hot weather year round. i cannot tolerate the cold that well because of my thyroid disease.

    andy's right!!

    lotza love….

  14. avatar
    Freddie | 23 January 2010 at 6:54 pm #

    🙁 Too hot; pehaps a better day tomorrow.

  15. avatar
    Melquiades | 23 January 2010 at 9:11 pm #

    you captured something

    Nk in the rashie
    the water bringing your temp into temp
    and soft jellyfish accompanying

    Steve. your words are fresh new life breezes on minds eye and big ol heart dulcimers that keep on churning through to sunset.

    I thank U


    cant wait to see you in the States? Jelly Roll Morton will be present.

  16. avatar
    Anonymous | 24 January 2010 at 12:36 am #

    Hey Fantastic candy, as SK often bemoans, not all 'true' artists are broke and hungary, that's that sad and frustrating truth, Sk had and lost a nice little fortune..But don't get us started on the no talent artists that find them selves rich and feted. It's not fair, the world rewards the dunces but ignores the geniuses, like you, me and SK.

  17. avatar
    lily was here | 24 January 2010 at 12:48 am #

    Excellent. I hope u can sit still for Hmelnitsky!

    NK would also look good in the silver Jag my dad's selling – a rare Daimler Sovereign -in beautiful condition, not sure of the year. Id buy it for you or myself if i had spare moulah (its pretty cheap for what it is). Dirt roads no good for it here, and they suck up the juice badly. Could see you guys cruising around Bondi in this baby though, as long as you didnt fuel it up too often 🙂
    love xoxo

  18. avatar
    Winter Long | 24 January 2010 at 3:39 am #

    Steve, Don't worry about the heat. Australia is moving northeast, 3 inches at year, and in 300 million years, you'll be at the north pole, wow!

  19. avatar
    Celticat | 24 January 2010 at 4:37 am #

    Hi Steve and the Killerbees,

    couple of trips to stay cool when it too that stage where you can't grin and bare it.

    Ice cubes on wrist where the blood vessels are close to the surface.

    Wet towel spun dry in wash machine and wrap yourself in it. Not soaking wet but cool and may help you get to sleep.

    Best of all when really desparate go to army surplus and get a mossie net. Sit in shade where you can catch a breeze – even a little air movement will be OK. grab a bucket of water. Soak mosssie net in bucket and wring out slightly. Throw it over your head and sit down with end of mozzie net in bucket. Capillary action may keep net wet but if not then you can always put it in the bucket. Same principle as a coolgardie cooler and it really does work. Use it on the kids if the heat gets them distressed.

    Hope this helps – if not, take up the snorkel and stay under the briney.

    Love to you all


  20. avatar
    fantasticandy | 24 January 2010 at 7:37 am #

    hey annony–nonny!@ 11:36 am…..
    the problem with genius is that if you try to promote yourself in any practical way at all you instantly acquire the label 'big-head'!
    'tis a perplexing and strange world in wich we live……….

    thanks for the nice comment, but countless people out there play 'n write better than i do…i'm a bit of a hack really!
    off to the land of windmills, porn and 'jazz'
    for a few days…..
    much love to all,
    andy L.

  21. avatar
    Anonymous | 24 January 2010 at 11:28 am #

    @fantasticandy: off to the land of windmills, porn and 'jazz' for a few days…..

    windmills & porn? Tsss…
    loads of 'jazz', though.


  22. avatar
    Zen | 24 January 2010 at 1:07 pm #

    Even younger generations are under the milky way tonight.

    Sorry if this has already been forwarded but it's just too adorable to miss.

  23. avatar
    Ady | 25 January 2010 at 3:52 am #

    Zen, thanks for that link. Amazing, that really moved me…..

    I reckon its 40+ here in Nimbin, lucky there's lots of trees & we have a waterhole (just have to watch out for occasional catfish, they have razor sharp teeth)

    SK, I wonder if the Gold elixir can result in Homeopathic 'proving' in some sensitive folk ie you bring on signs & symptoms of gold toxicity

    quote from Materia Medica of Homoeopathy

    "Gold makes a profound impression on the mind, producing acute mental depression, hopelessness & loss of love of life…"

    If you start getting photophobia, oversensitive to noise (except music),head pain, mood swings, bone pains, heart palpitations, or weird feelings around heart, STOP TAKING, you could be proving the remedy

  24. avatar
    Anonymous | 25 January 2010 at 8:06 am #

    Hey, I'm afraid you may just die in the heat like that. I can't stand that either so I broke down and bought floor standing air conditioner. I do miss the sun tho, up here in Seattle (Space Needle) ha ha.

    LG in Seattle

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