posted on January 29, 2006 at 11:22 pm

where was i ?
i went to bed saturday nite
now its monday morn
oh sorry fiendss
didja miss me while i was away?
didja play my records all night long..?
well im back
and this time its personal
i been painting smoking listening
i been listening to some things
trying to work out howcome i still
love em
after so many years
moonlight mile by the rolling stones
jesus i love that song
i dunno what mick jagger means anymore
but when he wrote the words to this song
he was top of his game
and the music
evoking the wide spaces of america
im coming sister and im dreaming
im driving down your moonlight mile
the strings comin in
you can feel those green shadows swimming around ya
i wish id written that one
what else..
the cocteau twins
single gun theory
loo read
tea wrecks
the usual stuff
i listen and i paint
and it all joins up
till im painting the music
and its going round and round
i finished shakespeare in bondi
its another mastahpiece
what can i say?
im tired of the louvre begging me for an xhibition
the da vischy code scared me off
gee this bloggy is refusing to coagulate today
i cant get onto the main vein here
its already 10 36
its already about 90 degrees farenheight
its already yesterday
the doodles back at skool tomorrow
the wheel turns
the silly season is over
sk gotta do all those things
he been procrastinating doing
beard needs a trim
“you look like father christmas, man”
my studio needs clearing up
pastel dust everywhere
dried up paint
pencil shavings
bits and bobs all over the plaice
random papers blowing around
toys and mags
i hate cleaning up
unless im listening to a good record
then i dont mind
im still waiting for the main thrust of this blog
to come to me
some poem
some rant
some rave
it aint happening
sometimes its like that
a gig that dont connect
a song that dont like to be sung
a picture you cant draw
a blog with no perceivable theme
ive already down my laps
and ive already done my lapse
beat my chi gong
meddi tated
i feel even steven
poised between the past and the future
between birth and death
the huge mystery still hardly even guessed at
51 years
hardly anything figgered out yet
wasting my time i guess
listening to my E go
cmon god
gimme a break
why is it so hard to even grasp ya for a nano sec
i dunno
i got no answers today
im just a civilian
im just a bohemian fool
with a bloggy
and not much to say today
trying to stretch it out
even tho it aint goin’ nowhere
in partickular
a holding pattern
whatever you think
insert yer own clever observations in the comments section
go on
knock yerself out
you wanna take over for me…?
be my ghostblogwriter?
can you mix yer metaphors?
an aphorism for every occaision?
are you over 18 with a currant drivers licence?
raisin hell?
is you disposable income over 100 k with
bonuses and key to vip pissoir?
do you ever watch olde rockers
and think
“gee i could do that”
do you have an aptitude for jangly guitars
and wistful mistful wurds
apply here
sending your full names
your previous lives
your most unspeakable wishes
and a good nude polaroid
and you may be
helping me
put my next blogge together
and accompanying me
on a ten day
all expenses paid
somewhere nice
sooner or later
i love you
eeek im mentioning you
handy youre mentioned too
but careful with the vegan jokes buddy
eating animals aint no laffing matter!
who else
krissy the groupie…
whose groupie were ya?
what was he like?
better than me?
capt hession, my olde mate!!
anonymous, you bastard!
anonymous, hi, how are ya?
diane ooooh you are so nice to me!
cecilia oh i love you…remember montreal? sk in a dress?
my little brudder russell
this was all your idea!
michael h, you are a gentleman!
m w m are you reading today?
dutch pee air what a trooper
and yer still handsome after all these years
the boys in england…you pasty pale pommies
the oirish contingent, toppo the morning to ya
the swedes hej hej hej ..jag alskar er
the french….big deal
the germans…get me a bmw ad baby
i dunno who else is there
if i forgot you
tuff luck
it means i love you even more
i just couldnt remember ya thats all
love love love

29 Responses to “i wish that i had sailed the darkened seas…”

  1. avatar
    RA | 30 January 2006 at 12:31 am #

    I’ve been meaning to buy a reasonably nice jacket, casual, yet smart-ish.. get away from old t-shirts. Nearly did it today, but instaed spent my time playing, dancing to Cope in the “cd room” with Briony.

    She did some painting, Steve. It’s the first time she’s made a recognisable shape.. a space ship she said.. flying to Southport…. with little windows. How come she can paint a space ship but has no grasp of the enormity of space? I blame the TV. (yeah, I know, there’s nothing wrong with a little healthy cross-dressing..)



  2. avatar
    Anonymous | 30 January 2006 at 12:55 am #

    Good Monday to you,
    a week of action for all!
    yeah it was a good idea from russell, but i bet the nude polaroids are for him.

    Dutch Pierre

  3. avatar
    buzby | 30 January 2006 at 12:56 am #

    i think i’m the only one that really digs ‘their satanic majesties request’. something genious… and completely dumb about that one. ‘there’s a fine line between clever… and stupid.’

    well, very cool to see you like eno… and since you might be in a bit of a creative block(temp i’m sure)… maybe you wanna try out his ‘oblique strategies’ in flash form.

  4. avatar
    captainmission | 30 January 2006 at 1:20 am #

    ghostwriter application
    capt hessian,
    Age….errr over 18

    Rebirth is His story, dead but not forgotten, passed lives, future life, he’s almost got the set. (Up for a Trade?)

    Previous related work stories, Stand in for Bob Calvert, voice over for Lou Reed (can be heard on The Bells), spiritual mentor to Sun Ra and Moon Child to Al and Austin’s spare.
    Other interesting thangs: Avid Church goer (front row junkie). lonesome traveller of the Pan Galactic Highways and byways, dark skinned body surfer with a dog called Pan, photographer of the soul stealing type, lover of all things curvy.

    Fave drugs, the free ones, my dealer is the universe
    Fave tunes, the smart ones, like wot you rote
    Fave super hero, the silver surfer, cosmic wave rider
    Fave books, ones with out endings.
    Fave food, seaweed, salad and papaya

    No known photo exists but he’s known to be kinda sexy

    Disposable income, errr none of it is disposable at the moment. (child support)
    Raise Hell, prefers a cup of tea and a biscuit but quite capable in the summoning of minor demons and the occasional angel when necessary.
    Does like the jingle jangle guitar and a nice baseline
    Kontact details, Errr, the eithernet, telepathy, chance, fate or destiny

  5. avatar
    Handyman | 30 January 2006 at 1:23 am #

    Thanks for the props! Sorry ’bout the vegan thing, but we have to differ there. The boy did that on his own! GASP – dissent in the ranks? (as the room goes quiet!!) Might be a good bloggy and response some day, or chat over salads. I still enjoy many vegan meals, but not all the time! πŸ™‚

    Hope you’re enjoying those new cds.

    Love ya!


  6. avatar
    12str | 30 January 2006 at 1:31 am #

    aah man the fatuige…
    the pressure…
    the stress..
    and then sometimes
    an occasional brightness
    to clear it all up..
    some good music..
    some good peple..
    an old farty but very nice veggobohemianpainterrockstar..
    you give it all maan
    hope you get some back


  7. avatar
    Anonymous | 30 January 2006 at 1:44 am #

    Where’s esskay??? Miss ya comments!

  8. avatar
    Anonymous | 30 January 2006 at 2:06 am #

    Dear Mr Kilbey,
    My name is Lilian Starkey and my dad said i could write you a message. I have to get dad to type on the computer as i am nearly six (April) and i wanted to ask you can you sing a song just for girls…not Harrison (brother aged 8)? I like your singing and sing with dad in the car, and asked dad can you sing just a song for girls? Dad says you could already have sung a song for small girls, so can you tell me the song so i can sing it?

    Love from
    me Lilian Starkey, not Harrison
    34 Keppel Road
    Ryde Sydney NSW 2112

  9. avatar
    mwm | 30 January 2006 at 2:12 am #

    lay it on thick now
    m w m is tuned in
    i’ve got used to this daily fix now
    it’s still so enjoyable
    so refreshing
    so funny
    so honest and so…

  10. avatar
    Anonymous | 30 January 2006 at 3:48 am #

    i’ve got a serious question.
    how does one live with tao if everyone around them does not?

  11. avatar
    Tony Pucci | 30 January 2006 at 3:57 am #

    I did listen to “Of Skin and Hearts” this weekend, as a matter of fact, cruising down the Interstate to a blissful afternoon. You were brilliant in your debut, man. Seriously, so much depth for the first Churchy epistle. I wish I’d found you in 1981 instead of 1988. But I guess all things happen for a reason. Peace, Steve.

  12. avatar
    krissythegroupie | 30 January 2006 at 5:36 am #

    HahaHA! Well if I said it Echo and the Bunnymen, would ya hold it against me? πŸ™‚

  13. avatar
    Tim | 30 January 2006 at 6:42 am #

    Steve had a small Ian McCulloch anecdote that he shared with us in Milwaukee on the last tour. Perhaps he’ll give us a little more of that. I won’t be the one to spread rumors, especially if that was told in confidence (or jest).

    Got blogger’s block?

    I’d love to hear the first flashback that pops in your head on any given day.

    “The year was 1984. We were stuck in the states with a keyboardist who…”

  14. avatar
    Laurie | 30 January 2006 at 8:38 am #

    The Nerve, paintin’ on a Sunday in lieu of…
    No, nevermind us. Paint away master peace.
    Passing on the invites to the loovre, hm?
    Perhaps Venice is more to your liking
    for your WM. S. in Bondi.
    My personal fave painting of yours so far is:
    The Eyes of Laura Mars.
    Ever try a ruling pen with your bright colors?
    I dig the way Frank Stella works it.
    I like the way I use it more, but I’m kinda modest. πŸ˜‰

    Just watched the SAG awards. I’m pleased that CRASH received an award for best cast; what a film.

    With love and fleurs, oh and big giant sweet strawberries to everyone!

  15. avatar
    karen | 30 January 2006 at 10:20 am #

    Can’t wait to see the Shakespeare in Bondi painting. You’re the best Shylock I’ve ever seen on stage. Are there plans for more acting?

  16. avatar
    Adrak | 30 January 2006 at 10:24 am #

    he he, Lou Reed, New York
    “….I wanna fly-e-i down the dirty boulevarde!”

  17. avatar
    LOL | 30 January 2006 at 10:24 am #

    thanks to think about french who ‘re lost under prehistoric skies

    happy sus7/sus4chords and kisses for the girls


  18. avatar
    Malika | 30 January 2006 at 11:03 am #

    “i listen and i paint”

    “my studio needs clearing up
    pastel dust everywhere
    dried up paint
    pencil shavings
    bits and bobs all over the plaice
    random papers blowing around
    toys and mags
    i hate cleaning up”…

    How good it feels to be a painter !


    Malika, from Lorraine

  19. avatar
    mike | 30 January 2006 at 12:13 pm #

    music=painting and priest=auro

    Can’t wait to see Shakespeare in Bondi!!

  20. avatar
    Sweed | 30 January 2006 at 3:34 pm #

    Hej hej hej vi Γ€lskar dig!

  21. avatar
    CouldBeAnyone | 30 January 2006 at 4:07 pm #

    Your blog on an uninspired day is still more interesting than mine.

  22. avatar
    OTTOMT | 30 January 2006 at 4:12 pm #

    I do remember Montreal, and I believe I gave you the only copy of that picture of you in a dress, so you’re safe.
    You’ve always been safe with me.

  23. avatar
    eek | 30 January 2006 at 9:05 pm #

    awww… I got mentioned. Makes me feel warm and fuzzy all over. πŸ™‚

    (yeah, yeah, some smartass is going to call me a fucking sycophant. Hey, it’s better than a non-fucking sycophant! πŸ˜‰ )

    Looking forward to seeing the new paintings, SK. I always enjoy seeing what you’ve come up with.

  24. avatar
    eek | 30 January 2006 at 11:16 pm #

    Ack! I nearly forgot… I also wanted to send my wishes to the doodles for a good first day back to school.

  25. avatar
    Emmanuel David Laurent | 31 January 2006 at 1:48 am #

    Dear SK (Stanley Kubrick was also a master in his art…),
    I find it extraordinary, that U, Time Being take some that U have, to reveal your further adventures to all of us, in a freeway, after so many sincere bloggies. I want to thank U very dearly for that, it’s a dream we would not have dared imagine not long ago, this surreal communication, and explanation… I know sometime it can be scary to think something goes nowhere. But then, Stream of consciousness does not need to go anywhere.
    The picture of U gets wider and wilder, more beautiful. It has got brighter.
    I have listened recently to “Forget Yourself”, sitting in my gentleman “paris spleen” room overlooking the church of Saint Merri, in the tranquility of the night, ears between two average (sony) speakers I have just got for free, but it is nevertheless a maze meant, a journey with night friends healing spells made of skins and art, revealing the unknown. You must know that your generous heart always gives me strength and faith in goodness, and godesses πŸ˜‰
    So Manee things I would like to sayee, about this luscious sonic artistry and verbal aura. (now listening to Numbers cd e.g)
    Deep understanding and appreciation, Renaissance Man
    Love love love in tune with all bohemian readers !
    Your chivalric french dude

  26. avatar
    Anonymous | 31 January 2006 at 3:33 pm #

    Steve – What does it mean to “beat my chi gong?”

  27. avatar
    Anonymous | 31 January 2006 at 10:20 pm #

    To smoke pot, dear anonymouse.

  28. avatar
    Anonymous | 31 January 2006 at 10:23 pm #

    Oh, my, no that’d be to “beat my cheech and chong”.

  29. avatar
    John Garratt | 15 July 2006 at 3:32 pm #

    Trying to play along with “Block.” Is there a Gminor and a Bflat in there? Does it just clash alongside the Dminor? Or is it all Dminor?


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