posted on September 14, 2011 at 1:22 pm

indebted to a future i would have hated

music then shall be the last word

special music

music which defies the gravity of the zeitgeist jive

music for the nuptials of night and the funerals of day

i must sing babylon i must sing of the sunken island

i must sing of all those young men immolated in war

because if i dont then who will….?

who sent me here to do his bidding…….apollo, himself…?

the wonderful ms saraswati i wonder….mmm.. such grace….

i honour the spirits of art who lay masterpieces on us

we could have lived in a world without song

an angel whispered these words before i was born

blessings are cheap o soul of this boy

i sing all the singers invoking their songs

the past will lie like a sky on your life

none will believe any truth that you have

the morning of man in the earths long decline

so sing of the time that no man shall see

i will watch over you for a time

until one day when our luck has run out

we will be unmade and each to his own

painless for you but i scream and i scream

falling helplessly in love with the pull of our lord

one glorious day he invented all music

and he freed all the songs that flew in to thin air

all of the scales and tones and the keys

each representing divine arcane spells

all of the instruments that stab and then run

or the glide of a xylophonic glyph in reprise

or the wallowing horns mournful but on

playing over  in rooms in glamourous hotels

the fizz of the tambourine inside my ear

the time accordions into your now

a  chorus of greek women to sing of your doom

this music you write is too fine for this plane

it will slip through their grasp like youth and like fame

the words that you find in the ends of your mind

some they will crumble some they will stand

plummet the depths of obsessive depravity

or soar thru a stratosphere untainted by love

the guitars indicate your remorse and intent

the guitars represent the alpha omega

the guitars barely hinting at 10,000 bc

the guitars all dressed up in sustain and in echo

the guitars acquiring a taste for more speed

so sing of the things you learned before this life

sing of the women sing of your deaths

sing of the blood thats stains every age

sing of the glory sing of the shame

sing of the shadows that haunt all mens memory

what did you all kill at the very dawn of time?

what you slew was not slain and it slunk away livid

sing of these monsters that fill up your head

sing of the nymphs you dallied with in old days

sing of the consorts and sing of the priestesses

sing of the queens you humiliated and abandoned

sing of the slave girls forced you down on your knees

sing of the mothers who delivered you in agony

sing of the sisters who held you at night

sing of the witches who magicked you up

sing of the sirens who crashed all your ships

sing of  ugly angels you have rudely disdained

sing of the beautiful bitches you have to indulge

sing of the wives betraying their husbands

just for the bitter mark of a kiss

sing of the girls from those other times 

the minoan ladies with breasts that were free

the babylonian babes who fucked you like snakes

the passionate italians and the frosty hyperboreans 

sing of the infinite variations on loves hypno-theme

all its betrayals and its inevitable ends

all its vain glory all its transactions

all its renewals all its defeats

sing of the way love has its beginnings

the way you may feel when sweet love takes you whole

and suddenly deserted with all your soul aching…

oh these are the songs that are worthy of man

a man you were once a man you will be 

sing of these men and sing like a man

and know man is not the only one singing

for what of the birds and what of leviathan

and what of the stones every one of them singing

 few that can can hear their  subtle stone song

so sing of the minerals deep in your earth

they influence you all in ways you cant know

sing of the stars but you know that yourself

and everything is exactly where it should be

and thus spake some angel i guess that thats it

or maybe i dont know…its a nice day outside….







23 Responses to “inaudible dialogue”

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    That Lady | 14 September 2011 at 2:46 pm #

    The song of the stones is where its at. I hope Flint is burning for you. I am excited about what the next stone shall bring. *Will be there Dec 3rd* Thanks for the insight of your process it totally confirms my vision of the magic that will come into your realm *Hope you were spoilt yesterday *keep digging those cabbages
    *you rock*

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    monksphere | 14 September 2011 at 3:06 pm #

    …go and enjoy it. Nice days are precious. Sing to the butterflies, sing to the surf, sing to the shellfishes, sing to the Sun…. Keep singing keep smiling

    All ears, Ant.

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    monksphere | 14 September 2011 at 3:10 pm #

    Go out and enjoy it, nice days are precious. Sing to the butterflies, sing to the waves, sing the fishes, sing to the Sun…. Keep singing keep smiling

    All ears, Ant.

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    thetimebeing | 14 September 2011 at 3:37 pm #

    i will take any halls of fame that come my way sara

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    Meg Manestar | 14 September 2011 at 3:44 pm #

    Never forget Mr Kilbey that we are rainbow bridges that play between the earth and the cosmos on trees with wire like harps…the trees, they have the map, they give, they love, direction from above (and below) they have the map….we only see through human eyes..great writing by the way…love your stuff.

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    Danny J Frost | 14 September 2011 at 3:47 pm #

    Happy Birthday for yesterday SK!

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    Mallory Weiss | 14 September 2011 at 4:11 pm #

    This part is out of the proper chronological order – it’s like “how i did it #0” wow maybe there will be negative issues as well, from past lives??? Seriously though — the how i did it series added some eerie new dimension to the experience — the perception of the music you’re involved with — though i can’t explain how and why

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    andy | 14 September 2011 at 4:41 pm #

    your’e SO articulate!
    and…yes! EVERYTHING has resonance.

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    Adam | 14 September 2011 at 5:07 pm #

    Just PLEASE keep singing to us!

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    Damien | 14 September 2011 at 9:04 pm #

    Happy birthday for Tuesday, Steve. Hope you had a great day!

    Damien in Perff.

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    BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 14 September 2011 at 9:14 pm #

    Simply Astonishing !!!
    You are and always will be the perfectionist personified !!!

    Have a lovely day…

    Darrin K.

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    kell | 14 September 2011 at 9:25 pm #

    Amaaazing post…..u channelled your Angel well. Apologies 4 not sending u Birthday Wishes yesterday, (just remembered how 2 log onto this site)…but here they are Now……Happy Birthday, Sweet Man, Moon Festival coming of the Light. The Light gettin’ stronger every day, a new Renaissance of Love & Beauty, 2011, brand new cycle for u, how Wonderfull. May the electricity in your Soul even more intensely channel StarLight & Wonder….a Supernova…..

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    kell | 14 September 2011 at 9:40 pm #

    Did listen to Julian Cope’s “I Have Always Been Here Before” on your actual birthday as a tribute….quite fitting, really…

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    . | 14 September 2011 at 9:52 pm #

    and Fall shall soon be upon us here
    crisp temperatures, sweet sounds in my ears
    remind me of my mortal birth those many years
    ago when my mother and father held each other dearly
    and gazed upon an anonymous babe, they must have cheered
    gladly or maybe i would become just another burden, the fear
    that must have gripped them, another mouth to feed, it’s unclear
    cause i still can’t figure them out totally, even though i’ve peered
    into tiny little tidbits of their turbulent lives, how many gears
    they must have grinded to climb their hills of mortal rotation, they still
    hold the pains of the past and past lives, their immortal spheres
    tilt on a wobbly axis, how i wish i could make all the pain disappear
    yet i’ve been nourished by the milk of heaven, music and song from near
    and far away, echoes of joy & pain & suffering transformed into clear
    messages of wisdom they can have this day if they are but willing to hear

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    matthew | 15 September 2011 at 12:14 am #

    Steve, wishing you a belated Happy Birthday mate. Many thanks for ongoing blogular brilliance, inspiration and such a truly fine poetic web presence.

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    aida morgan | 15 September 2011 at 12:44 am #

    I wasn’t expecting such an abrupt ending but it made me laugh. “What you slew was not slain and it slunk away livid” – love that line. You are a master of words.

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    scott | 15 September 2011 at 3:13 am #

    keep on resonating

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    BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 15 September 2011 at 1:55 pm #

    I have wondered and anxiously awaited for word on the possibility of a DVD release of your amazing Church concert at the Sydney Opera House on 04/10/2011 with the orchestra. Was there a professional recording made? And is there a possible date in the future for its release. I know that here in the states, our jealousy was rampant. And yes, we were so grateful to experience ‘future-past-perfect’ prior to any other part of this planet. The Chicago show was amazing and even though its recorded in my synapses, it would be great to relive it over and over on DVD. So, is there any life to this or these shows being immortalized forever, or it was not to be. If anyone else has the answer to this, can you let me know. I would really appreciate it. Hell, I still can close my eyes and remember the setlist.and your first visit to Chicago in 1984. And I also believe that Robert needs to update NCA, because the bio now feels empty without including U23, GB3, the Hall of Fame and the other magnificent things that have happened to you and the Church since its original release in 2009.

    Darrin K.

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      BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 15 September 2011 at 2:10 pm #

      Also, just wondering…
      What did you do on your birthday?
      I hope you enjoyed your special day- my daughter sang ‘Happy Birthday’ to you and blew out one candle on a chocolate cupcake. Than she asked me why only one candle, and I told her we’d start a small fire if we put a candle on for each year, which she replied ” that’s what we did on your birthday… and your old daddy”. Children will say anything to anyone at anytime.

      Darrin K.

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    BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 15 September 2011 at 4:39 pm #

    Left here so long ago
    was passing thru the years
    I was waiting for this very day
    chasing a darkened distant star
    while the sun just slipped away

    Left here long ago
    now I am staring into space
    As thoughts drift back to nowhere
    Facing a falling star
    moving swiftly without a trace

    Lost my way so long ago
    was running in circles
    drifting thru every night
    searching for that fading star
    which now has moved completely
    out of my sight

    Lost my way back then
    now it seems that I am lost

    Darrin K.

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    Wilfred Paradise | 15 September 2011 at 10:06 pm #

    Is their music to go w/ all of this ? this part of the long-awaited double album ?

    There is so much more – the past is mere prologue –

    The States in spring 2012 please –

    All best – ah, ah – enjoy, enjoy – wilfred paradise

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    Jonny Hollywood | 16 September 2011 at 1:35 am #

    rock ‘n’ roll babylon on the brig, anyway i was watching a tv movie called ‘a space between’ on 9/11 and it turns out muslims can’t listen to rock ‘n’ roll music, it’s against their religion, wow man that’s fucked up…

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    hellbound heart | 19 September 2011 at 9:32 pm #

    oh Steve such beauty in your words…..
    Love always

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