posted on March 19, 2009 at 8:00 pm

2000 motels fiendss
i check in
i check out
ploogy says turn the tv off steve i wanna sleep
the phone rings
theres a knock at the door
ploogy says can i borrow your B.O. stopper
ploogy says can i put on some more reggae
ploogy says oh thatll be some friends of mine
ploogy says oh i ate your licorice…sorry
ploogy says lets smoke some of your pot killer
i wake up
am i in memphis tennessee
and the sun is blinding
or am i in helsinki in the dead of winter
i go back to gothenburg where i met karin jansson
our bus has broken down
all our clothes have been stolen
i walk around in a polo neck foppish shirt for a week
that some guy gave me
we bump into karins all girl band
when i look in karins eye
we know we will have kids together
but dont ask me how….
we dont even touch
we just say goodbye…
but elli and minna were getting ready that night
selecting their parents or something
it was quite palpable
the church fly here and there
in london we stay in this house with a spiral staircase
with a rooftop garden
londons big agents woo us with hash cocaine n red wine
ploog n i bum around london
making friends with some psychedelic gang
that run a clothes shop in kensington market
most people in the scene considered us top shelf
and we WERE the best psychedelic band IN THE WORLD
and all the rest were so unoriginal
you see we werent just the outer accoutrements of psychedelia
we had the shirts n the hair n the guitars
we knew our way around beatles floyd byrds who
but we had the darkness of the seventies too
i was seriously trying to reconcile strawberry fields
and moonage daydream
of course this is a lofty n impossible task
so i contented myself with the church
who were already a pretty good band
more due to sheer luck
than anything else
pete was the experienced pro
he already had his huge sound even back then
he made it look so easy
talk about slow hand
and about 6 foot 3 n looking like m/angelos david
marty was THE most rockstarry bloke you ever saw
dressed up in his clobber he looked like superman or prince valiant
his clothes hung off him SO right
much better than mine even when i was skinny skinny
he was always at the centre of fun
effortlessly it seemed
and everyone seemed to like or envy him a bit
ploogy showered him in almost gay affection
stroking him and touching him
till marty said
as i said
richard was a situationist
even tho he wouldnt have known that term
but it meant that
life was his canvas
and he created “situations”
to see what would happen
ie although he was not gay
he would hold mens hands he’d just met
ie bob clearmountain or peter walsh
to see how theyd react
weve just met peter walsh in sydney
hes flown out to produce hayday
we go out to get some food
from lauries vegetarian diner
n next thing ploogs holding walshies hand
and looking at him with a dumb expression
walshie just keeps on walking along
not freaking out
everyone laughs
and the ice is broken
ploogy liked to break taboos
and often would steal someones camera
take a few shots of himself
so when yer standing in the chemists shop
getting em developed
up comes a shot of richards whatnot wearing a pair of sunglasses
this may sound amusing to you all
but his maniac pranking used to send me bananas
one night in a cabin on a ferry
it was pitch black
ploog had already gotten sea sick
on baked beans guinness and hash
and had cast up his accounts all over a bloke on a lower deck
not content with this
he was now crawling around in the utter blackness of our cabin
shared by all 4 of us
and grabbing people in the dark as they fell asleep
i heard marty scream
i warned him
if you fucking come near me richard…i’ll …i’ll ..i’ll..
he did
grabbed my leg as i was dropping off
i chased him round the blackness
tripping over things n banging my head
you wait you little bastard …i’d hiss
but the next day came n all was always forgiven
in amsterdam for the first time
we went nuts
eating space cake n buying 400 different varieties of weed
at gigs people gave us weed n hash
we were awash in dopes dopiness
we did great at a gig in spain n the owner
gave us a blocka hash the size of a fucking toblerone
ploogy n i smoked it ate it and entered another universe
groggily and giggly we swanned round europe on our bus
we learnt to order orange juice in spain
all i ate in spain was a tomato roll n orange juice
day after day after day
it was all i could eat there
madrid was wild
cocaine n hash were so easy to get
we were filling big clubs
and doing loadsa interviews
the others started to hate me more n more
and i in return obliged em
by being more hate-able
i was pretty isolated on the road
spending a lotta time in my own company
or standing outside a record shop while
ploog n marty browsed for hours
i read lots of books
and i listened to lots of music
i walked around strange cities and imagined
how it would be to live there
at night i wielded my fretless black bass
and sung spoke my droll lyrics
the kohl was permanently smudged round my eyes
my hair was dark and long
my face was pale n gaunt
i wore impeccable psychedelic clobber
if you didnt understand this
then you were not of my universe
and not worth even considering
i had an exclusive trip
and not many cared to dig it
(whatever the fuck it actually was!)
i wasnt interested in meeting gushing male fans
bending my ear about some flexi-disc they had …
everyone wanted to argue with me
so i argued with everybody
it was a high n lonely destiny
and when i should have been happiest
i was often the most miserable
but thats me isnt it
all over and in spades
i could never actually squeeze the satisfaction out of it
and i smoked so much dope trying to escape myself
but i was always there
on the horizon
or in the shadows
couldnt get away from kilbey
kilbey who made it all possible
and kilbey
ruining things, as usual

48 Responses to “follow and wallow”

  1. avatar
    Brien Comerford | 19 March 2009 at 9:29 pm #

    I would not say the Church has had good luck since Starfish. You guys have created at minimum seven masterpiece CDs in the last 19 years that fuse the Beatles, Byrds, Floyd, Simple Minds and Radiohead. No band has better background atmospheric soundscapes. The reviews of the new album are superlative. Rock on and veg on !

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    Queen Hatshepsut | 19 March 2009 at 9:57 pm #

    How wonderful to get to share in these memories…thanks Steve. Ploog sounds interesting…though I would’ve been very annoyed at some of his antics I think!
    Your bit about smoking and trying to escape yourself reminds me of the saying “Wherever you go, there you are.”

    Kind of irritating sometimes isn’t it? Thanks for a lovely trip down your memory lane.

  3. avatar
    EDD | 19 March 2009 at 10:17 pm #

    Tell us more ’bout the old days! Was the dope better then like everyone says?

  4. avatar
    don joe | 19 March 2009 at 10:29 pm #

    Wow, That was soooo funny then bang, down to earth we come! Those times you write about seem so far out; far removed from anything. You were wearing your ideals on your sleeve and that was that. Being like that made you and the rest of the gang a success. No giving in. You’re so right about marty too; everything hung of him perfectly. Very envious i was…no wonder Johnnie Marr followed suit. It’a a funny phenomena how someone in a position like you described is a person of interest. You’re an object of interest to others and that can make one try to be nothing but interesting. When that envelopes a person, their life is gone so to speak. One is interested in life more than one is interesting to life. It’s the chasm famous people tend to make and they stop living in an effort to be interesting. I think you came back from the void killer..I’d like to think that.

    don joe

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    simon | 19 March 2009 at 10:30 pm #

    hope you’re feeling well killer
    adoring untitled #23
    anchorage will live with me forever
    as will deadman’s hands
    your blog gives me so much
    sitting here at my desk at work
    loved the golden plains gig
    sad to have missed e/brunswick club
    hope to see you/es around soon
    you’re a good man kilbey

  6. avatar
    Jasperina | 19 March 2009 at 10:34 pm #

    Your description of Richard’s shannanigans really made me laugh. Back in the eighties with my girlfriends we’d chatter at school lunchtimes endlessly as teenage girls do about the unknowable lives of the musicians we adored. Ploogy was a favourite… but we were convinced he was gay.. I suppose because we had heard something of his hand holding antics. Two of my girlfriends followed Richard on a bus through the streets of Balmain such was their obsession. Love todays and yesterday’s blog… we all like to be taken back to tender times of teenage angst… Picturing you in your psychedelic clobber, the op shop hunting for bargains something of a continuing passion for me since that time. Sweet reminiscences and such a treat after the swirl of memories Sunday nights performance conjured up for me.

  7. avatar
    princey | 19 March 2009 at 10:53 pm #

    heehee, I didnt realise Richard was so naughty, at least it would have made life on the road a wee bit more interesting??????

    And talk about love at first sight with KJ, I can just imagine when she looked into those sky blu eyes…kaboooom!!!!……sweeeet 🙂

    Love Amanda

  8. avatar
    Derby | 19 March 2009 at 11:09 pm #

    Digory’s Uncle Andrew?

  9. avatar
    Anonymous | 19 March 2009 at 11:30 pm #

    yes, but now you are #21 in the blog charts, sir


  10. avatar
    jaime r... | 19 March 2009 at 11:30 pm #

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    matt davison | 19 March 2009 at 11:33 pm #

    I can’t believe the Crunch would have male gushing fans…. I wouldnt be like that..hehehehe

    Silly rockers…


  12. avatar
    fantasticandy | 19 March 2009 at 11:36 pm #

    what a stunning blog!
    i knew the moment i met you that you were one of the most likeable people i had ever met….
    your’e so fucking honest!
    …jaw-droppingly honest!
    and damn it man it’s very, very cool.

    by the way…hologram of baal is the greatest album of all time!
    ..tonight at least…

  13. avatar
    seoigh | 19 March 2009 at 11:48 pm #

    wallowing in the ego will be the death of you

    speaking as someone who knows…

  14. avatar
    Angus | 19 March 2009 at 11:58 pm #

    Dear SK,

    great blog. Why not come to London again? Your last show in Islington was awesome and also very well attended – and on a Monday night! I also saw your two shows at the Borderline a few years back, and remember how many seriously knowledgeable Church fans were there. And did you know that last year the Guardian rated Heyday as one of the best albums of the 80s?

    After your health scare, please also look after yourself! Your music means a lot to people like me. The first time I saw you play was maybe in 1990 at the Palace in St Kilda, I think it was the tour for Gold Afternoon Fix. I like that album, by the way, even if you often criticise it. I also like other “lesser” Church albums like Magician Among the Spirits. When I want to escape the drudgery of the London tube commute I put the title track to that album on my ipod and disappear into another world…

    To see the Church in London again would be great, and I know the gig would be well attended. On a sadder note, I saw Grant McLennan play with the Go-Betweens on their last tour here, at Shepherd’s Bush. I love both the Jack Frost albums: the tracks “Haze” and “Ramble” are for me like darkly beautiful twins that bring those two albums together. Was that effect intentional?

    Take care and thanks for the music,


  15. avatar
    CAPTAIN BEYOND | 20 March 2009 at 12:05 am #

    i love it when you talk about the heydays…

  16. avatar
    Gregor Samsa | 20 March 2009 at 12:24 am #

    Sweet Jesus that was compelling
    sitting here grinning at my screen
    adrenalin coursing
    completely oblivious to my status quo
    while i’m locked into the white words
    words that must always have been carved
    in the black background
    you just had to blow
    with your magician’s breath
    and they are revealed

    back to waiting for my boss to call
    to ask me how that suite of strategies is coming
    oh yeah
    it’s progressing
    it’s sweet
    just need to round up the stakeholders
    (and shoot them point blank
    put them out of my misery)
    back to watching my share potfolio
    seep cadmium red
    into the bland backdrop of my watchlist
    i whimper
    what a fool
    thought i’d try to boost the coffers
    lift my little family
    towards independence
    which caused the gfc
    and slayed the banks
    and will trap me here
    ’til retirement age

    thank you for the diversion

  17. avatar
    restaurant mark | 20 March 2009 at 12:45 am #

    loved that one steve…and the last few. you capture the time, the mood, everything. i can picture it like i was there. i do remember getting backstage at tipi tina’s in new orleans after the show on the starfish tour. marty being real chatty, cutting up with us for an hour. you…standing mostly by yourself against the wall…observing. in the room but miles away…you may as well had fuck you stamped on your forehead. oh, people would come up to ya and chat, but only for a second. i was almost scared to say hello…i did though…you said it back, but i quickly moved on. didn’t want to occupy the space you obviously didn’t want anyone in. then it’s interesting…all these years later on the last tour you just hopped right down next to us. as friendly as you could be…funny, outgoing. spent time with us when you could’ve been by yourself. i wonder if time has just changed you some, letting that side of your personality out more i guess…enjoying things, people more. i’m sure there are still times that you just want to be left alone…not having to chat it up. i know i can go both ways on that. anyway…i appreciate your writing as usual.
    on a different note…my absence the last few days was due to my wife having to have emergency gall bladder surgery yesterday. she was diagnosed with gall stones a few weeks ago. they wanted to wait to do the surgery after the baby is born, but it didn’t work out that way. sunday and monday had a really bad attack…shooting pains, throwing up, etc.. tuesday got worse so she was admitted and had the surgery yesterday. it was about to rupture they said. the docs don’t like doing it on pregnant women because of possible complications with the baby and it could’ve sent her into labor two months early. but lucky for us she came through it fine and no problems with the baby. i took her home today…the insurance companies don’t let you stay in there too long apparently. so anyway…that’s my story for the week.

    take care everyone

  18. avatar
    seoigh | 20 March 2009 at 2:38 am #

    after everything is as good or better than starfish

    ditto gaf

    and p=a kills all

    so why such focus on starfish?

    was it even better than heyday?



    you don’t even want to know the song they know (knew?) this rock n roll ghost by.

    why can’t any of you know me more?

    so frustrating

  19. avatar
    Freddie | 20 March 2009 at 2:41 am #

    You’ve got a lot of interesting stories to tell….enjoyed this very much.
    I can relate to your envy of Marty’s ease with people
    (maybe you didn’t say it, but I inferred it)
    I’ve always been of people like that who just seem to “fit” in everywhere.
    It’s a little sad that you can’t come to terms with Kilbey
    but I think you’re probably doing better with him now. 🙂
    I think we all have a bit of that.

  20. avatar
    Anonymous | 20 March 2009 at 2:49 am #

    Wide you and Karin break up killer?

  21. avatar
    heyday2day | 20 March 2009 at 4:44 am #

    for most, digging to deep into who we were in the past and the reasons we were that way can be highly revealing but also troubling and frightening. in the end, who we are in the moment is an accumulation of all that has passed. 10 years ago, shoot 5 years ago i never would have dreamed that you would be sharing a little part of yourself with the world every day. i have always respected your talent and your wishes to maintain a certain aura around your creations. i had read interviews in which you sometimes came off as aloof or angry, maybe bored. before i really started using the net a little over a year ago, your music (which is enough in and of itself) and the small amount of print that i had read was all i had to gauge what your personality might be like. back in the days of old, you repeatedly spoke of your belief in keeping a bit of mystery around you. you were successful to that end. rambling a bit now. anyway, i find you not only likeable for your art but your personality, wit, charm, humor, etc… being as sharp as you are, you surely know that all those past achievements, failures, fun, misery, personality quirks good and bad, etc, makes you who and what you are today. i and many others are here daily. i suppose that sometimes runs a bit hollow but it shouldn’t.

    absolutely love the stories of old. thanks for letting us be voyeurs while you open the blinds just a crack for us to see. knew a guy once who did alot of crazy things like ploog. situationist, yea. it was great when i wasn’t directly involved and get a bit of space but when you are in the hurricane they are creating it becomes so exhausting. i can only imagine experiencing it for 9 years. again, really enjoyed the blog today. well wishes


  22. avatar
    Anonymous | 20 March 2009 at 5:03 am #

    oh,bring on the flattery,invisible man.:( whatsthe plan,stan.

  23. avatar
    Anonymous | 20 March 2009 at 6:56 am #

    ;/ ;(:(:):);):I

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    davem | 20 March 2009 at 7:34 am #

    Brilliant blog killer.
    The psych stall in kensington market was The Regal – run by Graham. Other characters from that scene were Paul Shurey (keybaord Mood 6), Jon Helmer from The High Tide, Trendy Wendy, Clive Jackson (AKA The Doctor from Doctor and the Medics, Clive Soloman, Steve Counsel from Miles Over Matter. Graham also had a shop called The Regal on Newburgh Street just off Carnaby Street. We used to travel up a lot from Brum to buy clothes, visit The Groovy Cellar (later The Clinic)& catch gigs. You were indeed miles better than the rest..but I used to love Miles Over Matter and Mood Six too.
    What a great blog – a real treat for us.
    Many thanks.

  25. avatar
    Anonymous | 20 March 2009 at 7:37 am #

    I admire your honesty.
    It must be hard to have known such fame, wealth,and power then have done nothing with it but sneer, judge, and implode. Yes you wrote some good songs, but what a waste. No wonder you are so critical and seemingly irrational at times now.
    Your frustration would probably be enough to hospitalize the healthiest heart.
    Good on you for just getting out of bed.

  26. avatar
    the dean | 20 March 2009 at 7:42 am #

    Were you really such a prat?

    Hard to believe now.

    We should call for character witnesses.

  27. avatar
    fantasticandy | 20 March 2009 at 7:48 am #

    worrying times mark,
    i hope everything goes a little more smoothly for you both fo the last two months.
    best wishes,
    andy L.

  28. avatar
    "Zumo de naranja" worshipper | 20 March 2009 at 8:08 am #

    If you have the chance to visit Spain again, orange juice tastes awfully for many years because all the top notch oranges are sent abroad and the rest of them makes me puke. New times, wild times for Spanish orange tasters.

  29. avatar
    Anonymous | 20 March 2009 at 8:17 am #

    Coming back to me…through haze of memory…

    1994: “Sometime Anywhere” acoustic tour. You and Marty did an interview and in-studio performance on Boulder, Colorado’s KBCO, which at the time was one of the coolest stations in the country (now just a lame corporate-yuppie-rock outlet). I recorded the performance. To this day, I still pull out the well-worn cassette to listen to you and Marty tear through a killer version of Shadow Cabinet!

    Later that night, Mercury Theater, downtown Denver: I was surrounded by an appreciative crowd of the Faithful, gathered for communion with you and Marty. Although I missed Pete, I was enthralled at the prospect of seeing the acoustic side of The Church. I wasn’t disappointed!

    Afterward, a few of us stood outside the Mercury, talking about the show. Suddenly, you walked up and started chatting with us! One Pretty Young Thing pulled out a package and handed it to you. You unwrapped it to find several…um…”Brain Darts” as thick as my index finger.

    I’ll never forget it. You loaded all 4 into your mouth, lit ’em in succession, and then passed ’em ’round the crowd.

    I remember you asked what there was to do in Denver at that late hour. I smiled through a cloud of vapor and answered “we’re doing it right now.”

    Wow. Coming back to me…through haze of memory…

    Keep giving us Church History, Steve. We’re lovin’ it!

    And thank you for not suffering fools gladly.

    –Mark in Tucson

  30. avatar
    Anonymous | 20 March 2009 at 9:19 am #

    Blissful blog Killa.

    Guys, Anchorage Anchorage Anchorage Anchorage Anchorage

    Will not disappoint on #23. Cannot describe how good this numba is. It’s incredible…just cannot get enough of it. And the best part, it’s longer than six minutes.

    SK When is Isodore #2 out? Or has it been canned?

  31. avatar
    Hellbound Heart | 20 March 2009 at 10:13 am #

    no, mark, you take care buddy and look after your family…best wishes mate…..
    what an unreal read! sounds like sir ploogy could be a funny bastard at the appropriate time…..jesus, i’m surprised that you can remember much at all from that part of you life with all the illicit substances…phew…
    love always….

  32. avatar
    Pernath | 20 March 2009 at 10:41 am #

    god i love to read those travelogues. i hope eternal atonement for being young and big-headed isn’t getting too painful.

    @brien – cool, i hadn’t noticed the great simple minds influences in the church’s stuff. must be the strong scottish accent! “myghtae ken’d what I wid fynde”

    a propos “big” and “head” – so love may find us is almost making my head explode with utter greatness. this, my friend is the greatestest church track since the invention of the salisbury cathedral access track.

  33. avatar
    Anonymous | 20 March 2009 at 11:08 am #

    You n Marty and Ann n Karin from Pink Champagne, eh?
    Separate rooms, I hope!

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    Anonymous | 20 March 2009 at 12:10 pm #

    I remember my first time in Amsterdam, bought my first Stereolab albumn, saw a gig of free jazz and ‘got it’ for the first time, was very impressed by the bike path system…all the while stoned of my gourd./// Yes, you were the best dressed/looking band in the land, something to be proud of. It must be hard looking back on your self and thinking ‘what the fuck was I doing, lighten up and enjoy the best years of my life’, I now think that also, regret. Socially retarded until i hit my 30’s i was. But it’s all cool now, I wouldn’t be me unless I lived the life I have. ..///spose you missed out on thriving in yr 40’s because of the gear and why you now are trying so hard to make up for lost time in yr 50’s. ///, yr doing well.(understatement)

  35. avatar
    Anonymous | 20 March 2009 at 12:28 pm #

    ploog shares my kind of humor.

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    catchow | 20 March 2009 at 12:28 pm #

    thanks for going on telling us all these parts of your private life..
    Ploog was a surprising guy !
    reading your interesting blog,i feel an extraordinary atmosphere
    of good times and festive air with touch of melancoly and bitterness
    and you,SK, flying over, kind of
    “heros romantique” of the present
    and rocking times…

  37. avatar
    gigi78 | 20 March 2009 at 1:43 pm #

    Good blog SK, don’t forget us in New England this time around!

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    Jen Jewel Brown | 20 March 2009 at 2:31 pm #

    #@$%&*!! real!And KJ makes an appearance!

    Love you Ploogy. Ploogy escapades, yes. Have just watched Crowded House's Opera House steps gig farewell thingie with Paul Hester in it on ABC2 (they have heaps of great music shows on the thing). He had a similar classy exactitude, could swing or rock hard or play that jazz exactitude, with attitude, still tuned to the simplicity and unustenaciousness of Ringo Starr. But Ploog was Churchness. Wherever you are Richard, may the stars rain on you.


  39. avatar
    Brien Comerford | 20 March 2009 at 2:58 pm #

    I agree with Andy on Hologram of Baal. On any given night “Hologram Of Baal, “Forget Yourself,” and “After Everything Now This” are arguably the greatest albums ever. It all has do with what state of mind your psyche is in.

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    veleska1970 | 20 March 2009 at 3:33 pm #

    getting caught up on reading these past two days…..

    as denise said, what a lovely trip down memory lane. thanks so much for sharing these.

    lotza love…..

  41. avatar
    CSTCoach | 20 March 2009 at 3:45 pm #

    great road stories. i guess the life of a rock star ain’t all it’s cracked up to be. sounds like it could wear ya down pretty fast.

    “spending a lotta time in my own company
    or standing outside a record shop while
    ploog n marty browsed for hours
    i read lots of books”

    What sorta books were you reading back then? how does that compare to now?

  42. avatar
    Shirley Sally | 20 March 2009 at 4:43 pm #

    Cracking, I loved this and yesterday’s blog – I loved your list of most obscure records and you know, you may have been aloof and unapproachable then (we all were weren’t we, we were all too cool for anything or anybody, or so we thought we were)but you have grown into such a warm person now -I think you are a real gent.

  43. avatar
    Thomas Thomsen, Denmark | 20 March 2009 at 5:23 pm #

    I’m really diggin’ Incident On Bannerville with it’s Mimesis-like atmosphere.

  44. avatar
    jaime r... | 20 March 2009 at 5:49 pm #

    Cool episode once again..
    Ploog's antics kinda reminds me of a Harpo Marx type cat.. Much better looking.. of course..
    Cocaine & Cake.. Haha!
    Hey, Someone's gotta do it I reckon..

    Keep em coming SK…

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    verdelay | 20 March 2009 at 7:18 pm #

    Oh, how wonderful.

    Kilbey, eh? So you know him too?

    Probably no better than any of us here, though; not the Kilbey I’m thinking of: Kilbey the image, Kilbey the cipher.

    Yes indeed (warming to his theme), we probably know him better than you ever could – I mean, he’s almost real to us. I imagine that to you this Kilbey is all bound up with memories and moments, the sequences of life, and all those little aches and pains.

    To us, by contrast, he remains a representation, a character, almost pure in his unreality. We have more of this Kilbey than you could ever dream of. You chased this version of Kilbey all around Europe, all around the world. But he was elusive, smoke on the wind. You couldn’t catch this shadow. But for us he was an absolute, not a relative. Not of the best of men, but ours. We used him, we let him use his powers…

    …we took him from you.

    That’s why you need us.


  46. avatar
    steve kilbey | 20 March 2009 at 8:33 pm #

    oh v
    aint it the truth…

  47. avatar
    knot | 20 March 2009 at 9:10 pm #

    remember this day
    remember this room
    remember this singer singing
    i remember you

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    lily was here | 21 March 2009 at 11:06 am #

    That's ok, but one of those kilbey's took a piece of our hearts; finders keepers. Its a real step forward to look back at yourself with, not so much criticism or judgement, but acceptance. Like Verdelay said, we probably know you better than you do yourself. What you were is what makes you become and at least you'll always do more than …just exist. Become like the gardener who weeds out all rubbish that strangles creation and nourish whats good so you can blossom.
    love xox

    ps hi to Dutch, Paul, Richard & Max — almost landed! All the best to your wife Mark.

    Operetta is divine and So Love May Find Us (wowee!)

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