posted on March 4, 2008 at 12:52 am

my day beats your year
voices in my head
nag nag nag
just say no
oh ha ha ha ha ha
kilbey you born to travel
kilbey your job is was and always will be to travel my son
a sham man
a shaman
i am i am i am
all lions are cats
all cats are lions
blah blah is a drug
all drugs are bad
i know cos the govt told me
i read it in the paper
i sit next to terry stamp in the sauna today
im sitting next to terry fucking stamp
watching the mellifluous green pacific roll in
unroll and travel
containing its bream and sharks and bluebottles
its whales and rays and weeds
tell the ocean not to travel
tell the ocean to be careful
terry meets julie every saturday
terry stamp
oh terry terry talk to me
lemme be yer friend terry
one soft infested summer me n terry became friends
terry looks at me
terry cmon talk to me
oh those pale blue eyes terry
did lou write that about you
terry come home i’ll play you the collector
terry yer brother managed the who
terry sits and does alternate nostril breathing
terry has the aura of a roman senator
his aged dignity even outflanks his youthful beauty
and kilbey
look at you look at you
why the aya has aged ya and youthened ya
kilbey those lines and cracks and hollows
kilbey those planes and angles of your face
the lovely line of your jaw
the bags under your eyes
the silvery whiteness of your beard
your yellowing cracking teeth
your perfect pink nose
your thin fine hair which floats around
medium fleshy lobed ears with golden rings
the price of my own burial
whats coming up in the future, kilbey? the man said
death …..
terrys in the shower
i declined to check out his tackle
that would make me as bad as the omni-present school kids
clogging up the change room
n weeing in the pool
last night
my daughter aurora
with the devil in her eyes
cmon dad cmon
we passed a real estate sign
the agents were danny and bart doff
immediately i remember their brothers
jack doff
nick doff
piss doff
lay doff
aurora thinks this is hilarious
that night we hit the sign
bugger doff
jerk doff
terry looks at sea and sighs
hes talking to another english geezer
oh whatta voice
oh whatta accent
if terry was a car hed be a classic jaguar
last night after nk n girls go to bed
i work on my painting
the vegetalista
i start with the biggest paper i got
eekie bought me every size they got
i got little up to big
i paint the paper black in gouache paint
not velvet black
not lamp black
jet black
black as night
black as coal
i wanna paint it paint it black
i see terry go by dressed in his summer clothes
onto this black void
i take a special sponge applicator
i take my new pastels which are not sticks
but little pots of pastel
and a loada different applicators
this stuff so easy to use
so intuitive
so hands on
make up yer technique baby
you can get it real organic
i do a heart shaped white thing
in the middle which will be the face
i rub away at it with my faber-castell knetgummi
art rubber
my process is to add and subtract constantly
one must avoid any stiffness in art
nature flows in certain ways
the trees
the ocean
the clouds
humans and other creatures
our dimensions
our ratios
they have a flow and pattern
easy to recognize
hard to replicate
you gotta get in the flow
you gotta see that trees move in certain ways
that eyes are shaped in others
no human heavy handedness
few lines few squares few definite lines
you gotta figure out shadow
just like in music you gotta figure out reverb/echo
thats right, not only the the object and /or sound
but its shadows and echoes
terry looks at himself in the mirror
who knows what he thinks?
aurora and eve and the woofle stand on the footpath
im up the wall writing all the funny doffs i can think of
and putting moustaches n specs on the doff boys ugly mugs
aurora n eve are beside themselves giggling screaming
daddy quick theres someone coming…
eventually my face appears on the black paper
next a forest a jungle springs up all around me
vines and lianas
flowers and fronds
fuck it
i let the jungle grow right into me
a border of eyes
the thousand eyes of the night
a thousand and one nights
a hundred and one voluptuous days
terry walks off into bondi
without saying a word
i put a little crystal piece of bark into my pipe
on a bed of ash
let me take you to dmt place
i flick the lighter and inhale
as i inhale i watch the flame
caressing the tiny tiny piece of crystal
australias national tree
illegal only if you smoke it
are they protecting our health?
oh ha ha ha
you intelligent people believe
they are protecting you from something
yes its so hard to believe isnt it?
anyway i have transformed australias national acacia tree
into an A class drug
merely by smoking it
what is it they dont want me to see?
and it is simply this
that this here
this stuff agreed loosely upon as western reality
is but one of an infinite aspects of something else
once upon a time
they at least left ya alone to ponder yer own inner space
but now
well look at leary
and the THOUSANDS of people in the u s
in jail for smoking pot
ha ha ha
im watching the flame
as it undulates
and the smoke hits my lungs
a high pitched whirring and clicking
the room alters
everything vibrates
i have gone from zero to a thousand in no time flat
this is the stuff the aboriginal medicine men took
gee lucky its now illegal…
anyway my portrait starts pulsating
the vines start curling and strangling
the flowers bloom
the thousand eyes wink
im doing a gig at the opera house friday
i wrote a beautiful song the other day
aurora screaming getting more high pitched
theres someone coming
the doff brothers somewhere saying
oh kilbey we heard it all before
a package arrives yessaday
its from mem
now mem never sends boring gifts
uh oh
a dazzling kaleidoscopic journey through the quixotic
hinterlands of consciousness, crop circles and ancient prophecy, as
well as an intriguing and deeply personal odyssey of transformation
2012 the return of quetzalcoatl
cmon mem
why do ya think i’d like that
when i got me beer
i got me autopsy (turvy) tv shows
like the young coroners
i got me gossip rags
and i got me just say no
mem also sent me a houdini comic (YES!)
and some cds or dvds i aint even unwrapped
terry lemme introduce you to dimitri
inside my mind
dimitri has changed things
the very bits n bytes of reality are composed here
mathematics geometry music art medicine yoga
all revolving on cone like pyramids
the digits and paintings calculate and compute
the machines revolve and upload and down load
lovely towers swirl out of cartoon coloured landscapes
small playful beings appear
laughing and waving
yes yes you you kilbey here we are
come in mr silver oh we been waiting for you
daddy theres someone coming
the vines growing right out of my head
hey ricki come back
daddy theres someone coming
theres a high pitched babble
my tinnitus has gone haywire
percolating like flute
terrys gone
the girls laugh
the vegetalista stares back at me smirking
the buddhas wriggle
kali grimaces with her necklace of skulls
the islands of the dead
as above so blow
let me take you to the islands of the dead
the warm sun
theres someone coming daddy-o!
fuck doff

32 Responses to “let me take you to the empty place”

  1. avatar
    Andrew Grimm | 4 March 2008 at 2:11 am #

    my day beats your year…
    isn’t that lou reed… went to your myspace steve… listened to “nothing inside” god I loved that album… unearthed… was a big church fan from sophomore year in highschool… 1988 got unearthed a few years later when I was in college… and wore that out… ah, tapes… now I have to get it on cd.

    thanks steve

  2. avatar
    captain mission | 4 March 2008 at 3:22 am #

    there is some one coming indeed, it’s john foxx at the
    metro, May 10th, thought you may like to know.

  3. avatar
    Brien Comerford | 4 March 2008 at 3:27 am #

    The last week of blogs have been veritable mania. Sk’s mind has been excelling on full throtle akin to a thunderous but refined Steve Vai guitar riff in “For The Love Of God”.

    Media reports say

    The Van Halen tour is reportedly postponed. Edward Van Halen is allegedly having more substance abuse problems defeating him. I hope he overcomes even though I’m not a fan.

  4. avatar
    Dick Ploog | 4 March 2008 at 3:42 am #

    accalacia – you’re such a beautiful high

  5. avatar
    ...being here, doing this... | 4 March 2008 at 4:59 am #

    SK 28/2: “and nk n i watch an episode of the american office
    in which michael n jan levinson go public with romance
    its squirmingly embarrassing n very very funny”

    SK 4/3: “i sit next to terry stamp in the sauna today
    im sitting next to terry fucking stamp”

    GET SMART (2008)
    Max – Steve Carell
    Siegfried – Terence Stamp



  6. avatar
    Hellbound Heart | 4 March 2008 at 6:13 am #

    your writing never ceases to amaze me, steve…today is yet another journey that you’ve taken us on…the last few blogs have all been journeys, haven’t they…or steps to a destination…where would you like to end up, steve…
    love always…

  7. avatar
    matt davison | 4 March 2008 at 7:01 am #

    `dunno what you fellas were dong in that thing. Saunas are for fruitbats..or Icelandic nudieboys Sweeds,poms and touristy types… The heat is no good for the hearts of aging men..!! ment Tstamp not so much you, he smokes 25 a day!!
    so do I …

    -but I really dont think they are healthy places to hang out!


  8. avatar
    Melby Symon | 4 March 2008 at 7:20 am #

    I loathe ..detest….hate and despise real estate agents…thank you Steve….thank you from the bottom of my heart.

    I’ll gladly put up your bail if you, the twins and woofle go down.

  9. avatar
    steve kilbey | 4 March 2008 at 7:55 am #

    dear denise de vo vo
    please note
    you are now subscribed for a lifetime
    thank you for your extreme generosity
    girl, you are now fully paid up!

  10. avatar
    fantasticandy | 4 March 2008 at 9:25 am #

    oh shit…..
    you know the fed-ex debacle?
    royal mail has done it with our masters….
    oh shit again…

  11. avatar
    steve kilbey | 4 March 2008 at 10:59 am #

    no no no no no!
    why why why?
    good grief man
    but maybe you still have hope…
    mine……gone into the thin thin air
    much love kilbey

  12. avatar
    SweatyWheels | 4 March 2008 at 11:36 am #

    Friday 19 November 2004 –
    Mr Robert (Bart) Doff, a Sydney real estate agent, was today found guilty on one count of insider trading in the shares of Qantas Airways Ltd (Qantas), following an investigation by the Australian Securities and Investments Commission (ASIC).
    Sounds like the karma is still floating around…

  13. avatar
    eek | 4 March 2008 at 11:38 am #

    my day beats your year

    You had to remind me of that. >:(


    This is quite a blog — absolutely captivating today. I really enjoyed all the strands weaving through. The painting sounds wonderful.

    And this:

    aurora and eve and the woofle stand on the footpath
    im up the wall writing all the funny doffs i can think of
    and putting moustaches n specs on the doff boys ugly mugs
    aurora n eve are beside themselves giggling screaming

    would make a great snap for the family photo album!

    im doing a gig at the opera house friday

    Tried to sneak that one by, didn’t you? Lookie lookie, Sydney folks.

  14. avatar
    Anonymous | 4 March 2008 at 11:42 am #

    no, steve. dont give up hope…
    and one suggestion, take pictures after you’ve done your paintings.

  15. avatar
    Anonymous | 4 March 2008 at 12:31 pm #

    how great it is that you live in the “now” with your children,and in your life!…because,truly?literally!”tomorrow never comes”its a succession of ‘”todays” that make the everafter “present”…no one says out aloud that theyve been in tomorrow…you cannot be in today,and call it “tomorrow”…oh,..hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha..dfi6w7efg7vc757w….. ;D

  16. avatar
    fantasticandy | 4 March 2008 at 2:33 pm #

    cheers steve!
    we DO have safety’s
    so wer’e ok!
    it’ll delay the release by about six more weeks though…
    but even if it was all gone….
    songs can be played again….
    it’s nice to be paid for your work,
    however, the real satisfaction is in the creation and subsequent appreiciation of a well crafted peice.
    so sorry something you put so much of yourself into seems lost for ever…..
    the new one sounds rather special.
    thanks for the concern slim!

  17. avatar
    fantasticandy | 4 March 2008 at 2:35 pm #

    anything but.

  18. avatar
    NURKIN! | 4 March 2008 at 6:16 pm #

    you have bream in the pacific down there? weird.

  19. avatar
    Anonymous | 4 March 2008 at 6:32 pm #

    You keep making that “Islands of the Dead” reference, you cheeky bugger!

  20. avatar
    MEM | 4 March 2008 at 7:36 pm #

    …lucky guess?

    pinchbeck is one of those authors
    – agree with his work or not –

    reading every word, word
    for word… is like its own




    see you there


  21. avatar
    davem | 4 March 2008 at 8:52 pm #

    Made me smile today esskay.
    Denise – now the killer doesn’t need any subs send your dosh my way & I’ll spend it wisely for you.
    Sorry to hear about your loss Andy.
    Andy fucking Pandy though. Crikey Andy…that was trippier than this weeks blogs. Looby Loo. Gave me the creeps as a kid. Watch with Mother.

  22. avatar
    steve kilbey | 4 March 2008 at 9:04 pm #

    andy pandys coming to play
    tra la la la la
    andy pandys coming to stay
    tra la la la la
    loopy lou…what was she on
    a weird weird trip
    oh and mem
    im loving that book

  23. avatar
    Ricki Ticki Tavi | 4 March 2008 at 9:08 pm #

    You KNOW I would if I could…I miss you guys HEAPS! You’re having ALL the fun without me now! These last few days of your writing have been amazing for me!!! I must bring you to my undisclosed location in the forest next time you’re in CA! should be seeing you in August!!! MUCH LOVE from Felicity and I…XoXo

  24. avatar
    Brien Comerford | 4 March 2008 at 9:19 pm #

    Sk rightfully castigates George W. Bush on an intermittent basis. He’s a war criminal and an environmental criminal. There are other monsters. Robert Mugabe of Zimbabwe. The malevolent governments in the Sudan, the Congo, Burma, Indonesia and China. Massive genocide of people and animals. The worse are Islamic terrorists who kill in the name of God. Bush has incited millions of them because of the Iraq occupation. Brien out !

  25. avatar
    fantasticandy | 4 March 2008 at 10:28 pm #

    i had a massive heart-attack.
    i made an astonishing recovery.
    in the first few months post-trauma,
    i bcame VERY pious…believing myself to have been saved for some ‘special’ purpose.
    i poured scorn on those i thought did not treat me in a just and fair manner.
    i think i lost my sense of compassion….
    killer got it in the neck….
    and so did a lot of others, close and not so close,
    ALL people i adore!
    the strange, inexplicable thing is,
    that my outbursts of pomposity and rage seemed to encourage well-wishes and love!
    i decided it was time to re-evaluate my place in the scheme of things….
    i now realize….NOT being ‘special’ is the best feeling of all!
    being apart yet being a part is the best thing ever.
    if i was a great wordsmith like steve i could better communicate these feelings to you.
    i don’t think i need to though,
    the last few days steve has been so eloquent…i feel a commonallity..
    he speaks for me….
    hey! i play some guitar…
    why ask me?
    a tired,
    and tipsy,
    andy L.

  26. avatar
    Anonymous | 4 March 2008 at 11:48 pm #

    SK and friends,
    In light of all that has been said I think this article says a whole lot….enjoy jaime r…….

  27. avatar
    Anonymous | 5 March 2008 at 12:23 am #

    jaime don’t you know about our dietary laws? still running in the desert.. ^jax

    hey Ricki, where are you? lets jam!

  28. avatar
    B Raine | 5 March 2008 at 1:04 am #


  29. avatar
    Peter Podcast | 5 March 2008 at 2:10 am #

    Strangely this appeared in the paper .
    Maybe it’s not strange at all.

  30. avatar
    JJ | 5 March 2008 at 2:50 am #

    I knew it: TTB = WhiteHippyMoses, now Moses himself journeyed on ayahuasca. Read below –



  31. avatar
    William | 5 March 2008 at 11:09 pm #


    Terrance Stamp and SK. Kicking it. In a sauna no less.

    I don’t believe I can really say much more without incriminating myself in some way.


  32. avatar
    Anonymous | 10 March 2008 at 7:11 am #

    odd! 😀 x 😀

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