posted on March 18, 2009 at 8:17 pm

talking to russell on the phone yesterday
and i thought about the olde days
the mansfield street days
the days of op shop shirts
the days of trying to brew up up opium
out of 10 lettuces
the days of the paddington markets
the days of catching the bus into town
the days of amplifiers in the laundry
the days of four track recorders and freaky conclusions
the days of going on endless tours round australia
once we started in cairns n hit every town with a venue
until we got to melbourne
sometimes we were bloody awful, i’m sure
me n ploogy roomed together in those days
always getting up to some new pot fueled mischief
hugging trees (yes we really did)
haunting record shops looking for the perfect obscurity
records we loved:
nick kents “my flamingo”
richard stranges “rise of richard strange”
chris bells “i am the cosmos”
the monkees “the porpoise song”
mortal coils “song to the siren”
freurs “doot doot”
deux filles
magazines “correct use of soap”
nirvana “rainbow chaser”
dave miller set “mr guy fawkes”
russell morris “the real thing”

one balmy night
we checked into a lovely apartment in surfers paradise
we had run out of dope
and soon the band
n some of the crew were all sitting round our big table
it was 1981 i guess
outside the sea lapped the tropical shore
palm trees and convertible cars sped past
everyone in the band still friends
suddenly steve copeland arrived with a bag of weed
we smoked up
and i felt that lovely warm rush fill up my body
and all the ideas start to percolate in my head
ploogy put on pet sounds by the beach boys
which i’d never really listened to before
it was absolutely perfect
everyone quietened down to listen
to the summery softly romantic songs drench the night
a moment of rare tranquility stole over me
i thought i was hearing the most wonderful music ever made
the final track “lets go away for a while”
was the most heartbreakingly beautiful thing i’d ever heard
an instrumental complete with timpani
it seemed the veritable soundtrack of my life
things werent always so idyllic
ploog was always engaged in situationist pranks
marty was relatively quiet but often sulky
peter was the old pro
having done more touring than us others
he didnt give much away
i….i was the unpopular one
but
the necessary one
occasionally i’d say REALLY stupid things
but mostly limited myself to just stupid things
i once laughed at martys knobbly knees in qld
and he didnt talk to me until vic
(ie 30 towns later)
the band used to make me drive around in towns
where i’d get lost
(ie anywhere outside rozelle)
and especially melbourne
which baffled me
the way it had baffled my dad
(ie totally fucking bewildered)
once they said to me
“why dont you learn your way around?”
and i came back with
“i write the fucking songs thats my job
not finding my way around…any of you could do that!”
no one spoke to me for days….
we gradually built up friends in each place
and a lot of richards friends irritated the fuck outta me
they were always these lefty feministy types
trying to find fault with my bourgeois ways
they laughed at my make up n airs n graces
but they were always backstage sucking on our booze
as we walked offstage….
they all lived in freezing cold houses in winter
and grew their own stringy dope
they always smelt a bit stale i thought
ploogy would get a brand new girlfriend
and hed be magic
as he showed off to her on the first few nights
he was an incredible drummer if he could be arsed
but sometimes he was just mucking about
marty n peter always played too loud n no one could tell em
hence my tinnitus that i suffer from now
there was very little team playing in those days
it was more like every man for himself
we’d hit melbourne or brisbane or perth for a week
set up shop in a motel
and our days would be spent swimming in the pool
or cruising the op shops for paisley shirts
(i never spent more than 10 bucks on a shirt)
or cruising the record n book shops for finds
or receiving the locals round the pool
at night we’d play at the pubs n bars
there was always 5 or six hundred people at least
and for a long time
we sold out wherever we played
sometimes i had a good night
but most times i had to post experience it
as i stood on stage
counting the songs until i could get back
to the sanctuary of me n richards hotel womb
with our beat up portable cassette player
(the term ghetto blaster not thought up then)
and my sack of cassettes
it was a strange and somewhat lonely life
but we all loved the freedom
the long drives tearing down the highway in a ford ltd
the friends and the pot and the attention
every now n then something super groovy would happen
and i’d think jesus
3 years ago i was a public servant in canberra
now here i am being screamed at
n taking loads of drugs
i was skinny as a rake
from all that sweating every night
and people described me as “angular”
i put black makeup round my eyes
for theatrical effect n to imitate my heroes bolan n bowie
oh god we were the best looking band australia ever had
but i was so arrogant
i was so convinced i was right…about everything
there was only one person i was nice to
and that would be my current girlfriend
anyone else got my cynicism n my self aggrandizing
i was embarrassed to meet anybody
my handshake was limp
and my stare was rude
i wasnt interested in talking to anybody
why would i when i already knew everything
but i could write songs
my aspie -like obsession had paid off
i was writing songs faster than you could write your name
everything was a new song to me
sometimes i wrote 2 or 3 a day
i laughed at the others difficulty with it
coz i’d figured it all out so long ago
my brain was an ever flowing fountain of words
and although not a PROPER musician
i knew enuff to always knock something interesting together
i guess i had enuff of my dad in me to do that
i was a melder
i took from here n there n joined it up
and nobody really knew how i did it
ha ha ha
oh those early days
those olde days
ah
to have an hour back there…..
gee
thatd be fun….

68 Responses to “just like the olde days”

  1. avatar
    Altres | 18 March 2009 at 9:31 pm #

    Who said nostalgia isn’t what it used to be? 😀

    OK Steve, you’ve convinced me, I should indeed be allowing a few minutes each day to read your blog. Just brilliant.

    Brian

  2. avatar
    david | 18 March 2009 at 9:40 pm #

    Steve, whom I think so much of, I wouldn’t wax too nostalgic about the use of substances. Still praying you’ll stay away from them from now on. Not judging you. Just excited for you here in Nashville, Tennessee, as I listen to John Coltrane’s A Love Supreme.

  3. avatar
    Anonymous | 18 March 2009 at 9:49 pm #

    Well in Steve,great read today.Glad you are better.Where is Plooog these days?I emulated him when I was young and drumming for fun.Such a tight clean sound,especially on Blurred Crusade.Cheers

  4. avatar
    al renwick | 18 March 2009 at 10:05 pm #

    ahh Steve, some intriguing insights for those who were so far removed and couldn’t really spot any cracks…

    isn’t it amazing that the ‘doot doot’ lot could have got to ‘born slippy’?

    al

  5. avatar
    princey | 18 March 2009 at 10:19 pm #

    Haha, I really enjoy reading about the bands olde dayz and it makes me laugh that you’d only love “an hour back there”, that says it all!
    Have a beautiful day,
    love Amanda

  6. avatar
    seoigh | 18 March 2009 at 10:31 pm #

    Sigh.

    I was on tour for pretty much all of 1989 and 1990. I’ve spent the last 20 years thinking about it almost every day. Ah, but things are not so bad these days.

    Right?

  7. avatar
    Anonymous | 18 March 2009 at 10:32 pm #

    i remember seeing you guys at the tivoli…i think heyday had just come out..and its so so loud to a point where it was painful…marty would wack the microphone stand and watch wobble and all of you seemed to wear your rock n roll arrogance like a badge of honour…but it was an amazing night…thanks for a tremedous blog…i am a bit new to this web world…so for me its been a real discovery…congratulations on Painkiller (gregw)

  8. avatar
    Anonymous | 18 March 2009 at 10:39 pm #

    Absolutely loved Pet Sounds.
    Most definitely one of my 10 Desert
    Island records.
    Had the good fortune to see Brian perform that album live a few years ago.
    I never had heard anything so heartbreakingly beautiful as Caroline No.
    Thanks for the cool story on the old days.
    God, who wouldn’t love to have an hour of their youth back.
    Just once.

    Peace,
    Mark
    Tampa, Fl

  9. avatar
    Also Ran | 18 March 2009 at 10:46 pm #

    Back around then my brother’s girlfriend had a serious crush on you which has always intrigued me. She wasn’t a flighty teenybopper. She would have been in her early 20s, office job, Italian, conservative, catholic upbringing, not even greatly into the music scene and fad few if any of your records, yet she just adored you.

    I concluded from this that you had some universal magnetism & used to ponder what sort of a life that would enable for you. And yes I was as envious as anything. Thanks for providing a glimpse into the reality.

    The main reason for telling you this is simply because I can. A freaky opportunity.

  10. avatar
    Berni | 18 March 2009 at 10:56 pm #

    Yes, you were the best looking band Australia ever had.

    Huh, I always wondered ’bout that black make-up ’round your eyes. It made ya look perdy! [˘ε˘]

  11. avatar
    Anonymous | 18 March 2009 at 10:57 pm #

    SK

    Another great read,

    It’s amaizing having grown up listening to your music and think how your music has grown with your audience over a long period of time.

    I feel so lucky to have discovered your music and to have recieved so much to listen to over the years,you have delivered your fans more than anyone could ever imagine

    You are truly a talented musician

    Thanks

    DR

  12. avatar
    jaime r... | 18 March 2009 at 11:15 pm #

    Cool insights there..
    memories and exorcisms..
    they serve a healthy purpose..
    Some things aren’t easy to remember..
    For what its worth, you guys are part of the last bastions of genuine rockers… and these stories are relished..
    Sometimes we build lifetimes upon phases in our character.. Maybe out of fear or comfort.. I relied on my arrogance too, my dad gave me questions and I would pound it out with people I cared about.. but I approached some of my discussions on philosophical matters with an aggressive tone.. something I may have inherited from my father’s phase.. Years went on.. and I became me.. undoubtedly. Then one day, it cracked and I cracked it.. cuz I had to.. I stripped it down and begged for forgiveness and silently gave it to those who never knew they needed it.. Because I found that the person that pinned down his relationships was held, not by love, but by an ego and attitude that was missing something..that was feeding off negativity as a reflective tool..or cultural armor.. Mind you I believe this negativity was a product of a collective consciousness that exists.. an undercurrent.. Made in America.. more likely..
    Well, the meta-physiological effects have been intense.. I had to admit I lost myself for a while after that.. Yet striving for simple grace is worth it.. creating and engaging with love amidst suffering is worth it.. I have gone to purification seats and have found a new language that is spoken through subtler means.. mainly yogic and vedic thought.. In my human/ mammalian insecurities, I feel confidence in observing my growth. As the illusory pressure of being accepted.. pales in the task of really loving thyself..and walking with the Lord.. I feel suffer more in my openness.. I may inadvertently created in myself a form of spiritual autism.. I absorb much and detachment is real confusing.. and sometimes as I see someone or something.. I search for the light rather than have grace within the flesh.. Maybe this gift had been latent all this time.. Surrender has been the operative word.. It takes a whole lot of humility and forgiveness within the self..
    And it is about learning after all… I am glad I believe in that.. rather than following illusion..

    thanks, you pulled something out of me.. a testament to real sincerity and grace of the time being..
    I will pray to Kali our mother.. for kindness..

    peace

  13. avatar
    fantasticandy | 18 March 2009 at 11:18 pm #

    you were’nt so different after all,
    just conned yourself into thinking you were…..
    but steve, without the ego, would any of that great music exist?

    …you done alright by me killer.
    a revealing read, one of your best.

  14. avatar
    The Sultana of Brunei | 18 March 2009 at 11:24 pm #

    Elephants rock!!;D xo

  15. avatar
    Anonymous | 18 March 2009 at 11:28 pm #

    A most amazing blog entry today, Steve. I love reading those old stories. It brings back memories of a much more care-free time in my own life. Please share more from those days!

    Awaiting Untitled #23, and grooving on the irony. As Captain Beyond noted here a few days back, RAW had much fun with the #23 Paradox. It’s simply amazing that nearly thirty years on, you and The Church are operating with such Creative Fire. It’s a great time to be alive and a Church fan!

    –Mark in Tucson

  16. avatar
    fantasticandy | 18 March 2009 at 11:28 pm #

    oh…just to add….
    scary identical record collection time again!

    freur’s name didn’t actually appear on early copies of the single, instead their name was signified by a strange little squiggly glyph….
    all part of the appeal i suppose.
    chris bell was a genius, big star were even more underrated than the church…..
    or is that really possible?

  17. avatar
    Anonymous | 19 March 2009 at 12:19 am #

    Now that was very very cool.

    A great pleasure and privilege to read it.

    Thanks

    Gregor

  18. avatar
    William | 19 March 2009 at 12:19 am #

    So great hearing about those days. By the time I got into your music (I’m one of the 88ers) and “began to follow your career” etc, those days were already long ago. Of course now I know the music you were playing back then so well (on your own and with the Church) … but I often wonder what things were like for you and the band in those early days. The vignettes are fascinating.

    I can’t imagine that it’s always easy to commit to ones and zeros some of the things you recall about those times…about yourself…etc, but I must say that you certainly make it *look* easy. You’ve a knack for that in multiple capacities, so I guess it shouldn’t be surprising.

    Thanks for sharing some of the memories with us here.

    -william

  19. avatar
    loolaabillions | 19 March 2009 at 12:31 am #

    ahh yes
    to be young and green
    how sweet it would be
    i would’nt have changed
    a single moment…xx

  20. avatar
    Richard | 19 March 2009 at 12:39 am #

    “to have an hour back there…..
    gee
    thatd be fun….”

    thanks for four hours ‘back there’, four nights ago, four thousand ks from here

  21. avatar
    Warpedjohn | 19 March 2009 at 12:48 am #

    testing 1-2.

  22. avatar
    Warpedjohn | 19 March 2009 at 12:59 am #

    today’s theme really sruck a chord with me as I’ve been hit with a recent nostalgia attack too for the days when the Paddington market was really happening.
    My g/ friend’s brother owns a house in a small st. in Paddington where I rented a house just some doors down in the mid-70’s. Sometimes we stay there on w/e’s and I’m walking around the area remembering treading these same pavements back then.
    Its somehow sad , beyond the longing for the return of youthful times, to see how its become more slick, expensive , cleaner and more boring. Nobody young or bohemian could afford to live there now.

  23. avatar
    Anonymous | 19 March 2009 at 1:13 am #

    does this mean we are on for freaky conclusions II?

    great blogge btw.

    how fragile it all was.

    r.

  24. avatar
    Andrew Grimm | 19 March 2009 at 1:34 am #

    super insightful… love it… love the church… excited about a us tour…

    thank you…

    andrew

  25. avatar
    Yilton | 19 March 2009 at 1:40 am #

    In this moment nothing has ever existed.namaste.

  26. avatar
    David Connell | 19 March 2009 at 1:44 am #

    Great post Steve! You may not get the attention of feel the sense of awe you once did playing your art, but please know that for the fans you you still have your music is as important now as it ever was. I can’t wait to hear the new material and see a gig if you make it back to the Midwest-USA.

  27. avatar
    Anonymous | 19 March 2009 at 1:45 am #

    You’re definitely back in the land of the living sk. Great blog, I could visualise it like a movie.

    Thanks for giving your all Sun nite, what an amazing show. Still thinking about it. Love the new stuff too. Pure genius.

    Love
    Lady Di

  28. avatar
    Damien | 19 March 2009 at 1:47 am #

    I love blogs like today’s! Thanks Steve.

    How are you feeling, by the way?

  29. avatar
    yilton | 19 March 2009 at 1:48 am #

    In this moment nothing has ever existed.namaste.

  30. avatar
    Anonymous | 19 March 2009 at 1:50 am #

    Steve i remember those day’s in mansfield street well, the bald rock, kim S, sticky the p etc.
    sorry bout your troubles, i was one of the many who turned up to see you in maroochy to discover you were ill and the star was infested with teenage metal heads! as i aproached the pub i WAS thinking “why are all these kid’s here looking like that fer the church ? ha !
    Xtian

  31. avatar
    Peter Podcast | 19 March 2009 at 1:54 am #

    Those were the days brother!
    What a memory you have.

  32. avatar
    linjo | 19 March 2009 at 1:58 am #

    I remember being sent Seance when I was 19 and working at Marla Bore in the remote outback of SA and playing it over and over on my tinny little recorder, that was pretty exciting then. Great blog thanks Steve. I am having memory flashes of the 80’s.

  33. avatar
    floridaflora | 19 March 2009 at 2:02 am #

    fuck me!
    I am a poet too.
    You just watch my surf shred moves at bondi beach tomorrow.

  34. avatar
    floridaflora | 19 March 2009 at 2:19 am #

    break all the mirrors, fold up all the ladders & pull the earplugs from from head for a bit of quiet.

    then go surfing mate.

  35. avatar
    steve kilbey | 19 March 2009 at 2:33 am #

    jaime
    i love your take brother!
    sk

  36. avatar
    Anonymous | 19 March 2009 at 2:59 am #

    I normally wouldn’t post twice in a day, but was very surprised to find my local “hipper than thou” alternative newsweekly just reviewed Painkiller! (And Marty’s “Nightjar”) The reviewer liked both. From the tenor of the review, he seems like an actual fan.

    Read the review at http://www.tucsonweekly.com/gbase/Music/Content?oid=oid:123420

    It’s more proof of just how much you are loved and appreciated, Steve!

    –Mark in Tucson

  37. avatar
    Anonymous | 19 March 2009 at 3:33 am #

    I remember being in a no-name band back in ’81 and supporting The Church at the Governor’s Pleasure in Sydney. Your roadies were assholes but you guys were great. Marty even took the time to come and say he liked our set. The Church were, and still are, one of the greatest bands on earth. Never, ever stop being brilliant.

  38. avatar
    Anonymous | 19 March 2009 at 4:04 am #

    …I always wondered what your life was like when you disappeared from 91 …… great visual snap.

    ….and what about pickup….and all the others…

    & you had the BEST collection of shirts!!!
    ……& records….& brothers!!!

    kim

  39. avatar
    stealthblue | 19 March 2009 at 6:13 am #

    Another fine, and coincidentally perfect entry, Steve. What a trip it would be to actually go back in time…an hour here, a day or two there. Or should I say “then”? Is it possible to think about this stuff too much though? Man, lately my “nostalgia moments” have been going through the roof! Sometimes it is hard to stay in the present, as well as ponder the future when the past nips and tugs at my mind.

    I love reading your reflections and other offerings though. You are undoubtedly a grand-wizard wordsmith/songsmith. Very awe-inspiring actually. I believe we all have a story to tell, but yours is pretty damned captivating! As always, thanks for sharing. Honestly, it makes life that much more enjoyable, that much better.

    Oh, speaking of nostalgia, I saw Chazz Palminteri perform his one-man play “A Bronx Tale” (also a brilliant film) last night and totally loved it. If any of you have the chance, go check it out. He’s on the road the next few months.

    Cheers and Peace,

    Ben

  40. avatar
    Anonymous | 19 March 2009 at 6:55 am #

    Professor, great entry today…I remember seeing The Church at the Grand Hotel, Gold Coast, in the mid-80s, and the rendition of When You Were Mine literally made the beer in the jug sway.

    An aside. How about a 2CD Best Of collection of your solo work? Listened to Danielle this morning and it made the spine tingle…(might have to be a 3 CD collection, as you’d have to include the entire Painkiller disc too I suppose…)

    Just a thought…this fan would snap it up…

    Cheers.

  41. avatar
    davem | 19 March 2009 at 7:09 am #

    That was a great start to my day.
    Long live The Church.

  42. avatar
    Anonymous | 19 March 2009 at 8:05 am #

    Great Blog Steve.

    Music…drugs/alcohol…Girls…fun…that describes my youth…ahh they were the days!

    Wouldn’t be the same without the continual “Church” music playing in the background…My friends tired of it, but not me, just played more of it

  43. avatar
    Anonymous | 19 March 2009 at 8:08 am #

    And another thing…How many people in this world who truely love and appreciate someone’s or a band’s music as we all do here…to have a choice of about 30 CDs is a blessing…Many have only a few to choose from.

    I feel like the bless’ed one

  44. avatar
    captain mission | 19 March 2009 at 8:58 am #

    23
    I wrote a very long review but my computer crashed so this is the short one.
    It’s extremely different from its predecessors. like you say, 23 is something that will reveal itself over time and many plays, already I know there’s several new things I discover with each listen, frills, tones, and harmonies, intricate melodies, beautiful words form many images and scenes in my inner landscape, there is a wonderful cinematic quality to these songs, let’s hope they get picked up for appropriate films and stimulate the church economy. The song that stands out for me is ‘deadmans hand’ a classic church song with Homeric lyrics. first listen, I felt like I was a world weary war veteran on my way back with a handful of survivors after traveling across the world, we had seen things no man should see, we had nothing now but the grim determination to get back to our loved ones. I looked up at the dark skies and could see the gods pulling our strings and playing with our fate while the cosmos laughed.
    And ‘happenstance’ seems to imbue with a similar feel, traveling through the distance lands, a longing for a woman, a separation after a mythical journey. I was enchanted at the vocals and harmonies, I could smell the trees and flowers as this song pulled me with it’s elemental gravity. This music is powerful without being aggressive, it’s strong and steady, knowing without being certain.
    On ‘angel street’ is another brilliant song that demands attention, because of what’s not there. There’s plenty of space here yet the words are an unmade wim wenders movie, I can see the characters, feel their existence and the song itself is lush beauty. I’d love to see this live along with my fave ‘dome’. Tim’s drum rolls are perfect punctuations to the drama, and that guitar just makes me wish this song lasted several hours.
    ‘Sunken Sun’ with it’s strange alien operetta halfway through takes me on another wonderful journey. Again some ancient greek reference, I recall once seeing steve at a sound check and as I watched I suddenly saw him and the venue transform to the roman senate where he was giving a speech, waving his hand as iif to explain his point, maybe there’s an incarnation from ancient Greece that is making an appearance in 23 but generally the song seems firmly planted in the present with some reminiscing. Interesting guitars weave around one another, perfect drumming, I do think tim is the best drummer I’ve ever heard, he understands the power in restraint. Subtle drumming is as powerful as loud thrashing.
    Anchorage – green eyes, a hymn like feel, words to paint the picture, quite funny in places, soaring guitars and a powerful emotive delivery by yourself, not really like anything else except it’s the church, construction is immaculate.
    Lunar with it’s organ running along, it’s be bop baselines and throwaway guitars suddenly transforms into a different kettle of fish, what’s happening here, we’ve left the planet. I’m gone.
    Operetta- is unlike anything I ever heard before.

    Magnificent, it’s all taking time, it’s all coming together in a different way than usual, it’s a feast of treasures, undiscovered discovered, it’s excellent.

  45. avatar
    captain mission | 19 March 2009 at 9:03 am #

    thanks for taking us back with you, it was fun.

  46. avatar
    Warpedjohn | 19 March 2009 at 9:31 am #

    Steve,

    do you by any chance remember at the Paddington market circa 1979/80 buying records ( LPs ) from a stall which was also selling clothes, incence and stuff from India ?
    My younger brother manned the stall and I was sending the stuff from India and the LPs from Germany. My brother was about 20 then . He says you and he shared cones ( not the Mr Whippy kind ) prior to the market and that you had a keen interest in the LPs .
    He would be chuffed if he knew you remembered , however vaguely.

  47. avatar
    Thomas Thomsen, Denmark | 19 March 2009 at 9:51 am #

    Thanks, Steve. One of your best blogs. Very humorous. Laughed several times.

    “i once laughed at martys knobbly knees in qld
    and he didnt talk to me until vic
    (ie 30 towns later)”

    LOL

  48. avatar
    don joe | 19 March 2009 at 10:02 am #

    Wow, sensational blog, real vivid; reel time, Got the pictures at the gold coast n pet sounds. Brought back memories for me rummaging through op-shops for obscure records (sing songs: the church for example:) and checking out 70’s suits to buy and wear on stage.
    Then to a bar for a few ales then on to a gig for a paltry sum of $3..haha..didn’t care, i was doing what i wanted and that feeling is priceless and it is sane. i got the lifestyle before the career so lucked out on the road trips n endless shows. Would still love to be a part of something like that. You have written in the past the drudgery of continuous touring and that i can envision, but just that left of centre existence, free from the 9-5 grind of the matrix; free to let your thoughts roll and create the words, the music and universes to play them in. i have enjoyed the journey with you and the rest of the band since ’82. the church have been a travelogue for my ups and downs; ins and outs and that i wouldn’t change that for all the money in the world. dinkum.
    Thankyou steve.

    ML,
    don joe

  49. avatar
    Anonymous | 19 March 2009 at 10:25 am #

    Bless you Russell& Co .'D x{wif a big schtickke,;) haha,no,seriously,..bless you .:)}

  50. avatar
    Anonymous | 19 March 2009 at 10:56 am #

    and bless John Kilbey & Co. as well.{pass it on John,;)}x

  51. avatar
    Jasperina | 19 March 2009 at 10:58 am #

    Crystal ball gazing back to the past ooh that was wonderful. You never shy away from the truth about your past or the truth about about yourself. That is what makes your prose so addictive there is always the beauty of truth in them.

  52. avatar
    Hellbound Heart | 19 March 2009 at 11:02 am #

    that was a fantastic read, steve….i’m glad that you feel that way about your teens/early 20’s….sorry to say, i wouldn’t go back to mine for all the fucking money in the world….
    love always…..

  53. avatar
    ross b | 19 March 2009 at 11:17 am #

    What a wonderful blog! Those were heady times surely, it’s captured in the music, in those early pre-
    Starfish albums. Perhaps why I love early the Church so much is that the music is still reflected in the place I grew up and still live in, and if I’m driving through the Anzac bridge I love having Blurred Crusade etal blasting away on the stereo. There’s magic in them grooves!

    I’m a huge fan of Pet Sounds actually. I love the Beach Boys particularly from that period to about Surfs Up. Big fan of Dennis the drummer, he was a great songwriter too, but he expired relatively young.

  54. avatar
    catchow | 19 March 2009 at 11:48 am #

    what a nice trip in the past!…
    so good to know how it was ,with
    the band,backstage !..tell me more…just like a rock movie..
    Ploog was a good drummer,what has
    become of him ?
    you had me bring out and listened
    again Pets Sounds that i’ve foprgetten… a disconcerting and
    bewitched album
    Those Were The Days…yes,tell me more…..

  55. avatar
    iseult | 19 March 2009 at 11:53 am #

    lettuce?

  56. avatar
    Anonymous | 19 March 2009 at 12:10 pm #

    ALL HAIL THE CHURCH!!!

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    Anonymous | 19 March 2009 at 12:38 pm #

    STEVE, THAT WAS VERY COOL!! THAT IS ONE I WILL PRINT AND SHOW MY BROTHER. LIKE ME HE LOVE’S YOUR MUSIC AND THAT WHOLE CREATIVE THING THAT YOU ARE CARVING OUT YEAR AFTER YEAR. IT CAN’T SEEM TO COOL TO YOU THAT I USED SEARCH AND WAIT FOR YOUR NEW RELEASES AND SINGLES WHEN I WAS A YOUNG MAN AROUND 88 – 90 MAN I COULD NOT WAIT TO PLAY THEM ACTUALLY I STILL CAN’T. AFTER GOING TO A CHURCH CONCERT IN 1990 I WAS CONVINCED THAT YOU GUYS WOULD BE HUGE IN POPULARITY AND SALES THE NEXT TIME AROUND. I MEAN HOW COULD I BE WRONG I HAD SEEN AND LISTENED TO THEM ALL. WELL WE KNOW WHAT CAME NEXT AN OVER LOOKED MASTERPIECE. IMAGINE ME PLAYING SOME OF THAT TO MY VERY PRETTY BUT UNINTERESTED IN ANYTHING CREATIVE GIRLFRIEND. A LOVELY SOUNDTRACK TO MY LIFE IN 92. KEEP UP THE GREATNESS !! MJ FRIM

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    Freddie | 19 March 2009 at 1:02 pm #

    Enjoyed reading your memories today
    I imagine Marty still sulks and you’re still right about everything 🙂
    and…and thanks too. xox

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    crack in smile | 19 March 2009 at 1:11 pm #

    The best blog ever…

    Now excuse-me, please. Blurred Crusade is right there, staring and waiting for me.

    Cheers!

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    Jen Jewel Brown | 19 March 2009 at 1:37 pm #

    Damn cute, still are. Other great looking Oz bands … Triffids (of course). The Stems. Cold Chisel. (ooh I bet that made you groan SK). Divynyls.The Loved Ones. INXS. The Spazzys. Rose Tattoo. X. No Fixed Address. The Go-Betweens.

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    Anonymous | 19 March 2009 at 3:17 pm #

    HELLO, JUST CHECKING IF THIS GOES THROUGH. THE LAST LONG COMMENT I LEFT DID NOT. MJ

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    John in Austin, TX | 19 March 2009 at 3:38 pm #

    Great blog.

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    CSTCoach | 19 March 2009 at 3:48 pm #

    a beautiful blog. jesus, i love nostalgia. that melancholy feeling that sweeps over you as the years trickle through your brain. images of places you’ll never see again. images of people you’ll never be again. you nail that better than anyone else. it’s one of the things that most draws me to your work.

    reading about your early years also gives me hope. hearing how you ground it out day after day, plodding on towards your dream. it’s validating. just look what you’ve become – an absolute master of your craft.

    “sometimes i wrote 2 or 3 a day
    i laughed at the others difficulty with it
    coz i’d figured it all out so long ago”

    just what did you figure out, druid? i’d be fascinated to hear it.

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    Anonymous | 19 March 2009 at 4:36 pm #

    Stevo, you know back then when you said you were the best songwriter in Australia?
    You were right.

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    Anonymous | 19 March 2009 at 5:34 pm #

    ;-> xo

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    ed in fl | 19 March 2009 at 7:59 pm #

    These are my favorite kind of post by you – waxing poetic about bygone times…

    Ed in fl

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    davem | 19 March 2009 at 8:42 pm #

    1982…you were my hero.
    Nothing has changed.
    Steve effing Kilbey……brilliant.

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    Anonymous | 19 March 2009 at 9:07 pm #

    three imaginary girls – a big online review and blog in Seattle gave Painkiller a 9. It kicks ass Steve. Took a few listens but I had to really turn it up loud and that baby pumps and swirls and is a great mood album. Can’t wait for #23 and a US Tour also! A great time to be a fan of The Church indeed!

    John


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