posted on February 6, 2006 at 11:44 pm

i dont know where to begin
today
a dark stormy day here
water deep and warm and green
i lose myself in it
the wind blows droplets away from me
like spirits leaving my body
no one at the pool
cept me and my brother
the shore is deserted
thunderheads heading towards us from
out there at sea
sydney crouches around the coast
going about its sleazy business
copsnrobbers
lawyers n judges
convenience store owners
dazzled in their fluorescent lights
travel agents and junkies
bell boys and rent boys
men working on the roads
bigshots in their penthouse suite
(dripping smug dollars and aftershave)
on days like this
baby birds disappear from nests
lizards scurry in the weeds
ants mobilise
children huddle in classrooms
while the south wind bangs on the roof
screaming and moaning
to be let inside
babies shudder in their sleep
dreaming of their last life
instruments detune
and the air passing over my guitars
makes all the strings resonate weirdly
faces appear at windows in empty houses
frail thin old ladies evaporate
i walk along my street
after i have written this
papers fly and whirl
lifting off from these bleak streets
i long to rise with them
fly out of this whole thing
earthbound
i trudge along
flowers fall off trees
metal comes down on metal
dogs go mad and attack their owners
lines come down
people tune in to strange shows
“manuel on the isle of marvels”
a strange boy finds a door in a tree
some giant birds hound him
he wakes up in an impossible room
its geometry is all wrong
its all in black and white
terrible omens are sighted
keep a low profile
on the run from the fucking philistines
no
i will never accept their feeble tripe
i will not watch their music
or eat their art
i dont wanna fill my available space
w/ gossip n war n fame n pschological bullshit
i am not a number
I AM A FREE MAN
im hiding from myself
even tho
i am beside myself
i dont recognise myself
its 11 08
its the last day ever
until tomorrow
the last blogg ever
till the next one
my last chance ever
unless you give me another
i forgot how to speak english
ive become a pillar of salt
i fuckin well packed it all in
smashed up my bass
poured scorn all over my paintings
and set em on fire
i bought a suit
i got a job
i joined the army
i got promoted
i invaded tir na nog
im trapped here forever
see ya round
sk

42 Responses to “living room”

  1. avatar
    CeciliaGin | 7 February 2006 at 12:19 am #

    i’m trapped here forever
    Y yo sin la llave.
    Cecilia
    Un beso de miel

  2. avatar
    eek | 7 February 2006 at 12:49 am #

    i fuckin well packed it all in
    smashed up my bass
    poured scorn all over my paintings
    and set em on fire
    i bought a suit
    i got a job
    i joined the army
    i got promoted
    i invaded tir na nog

    Ack!! What a nightmare.

    It would be a very sad day indeed when that happened.

  3. avatar
    mike | 7 February 2006 at 12:54 am #

    Whenever the weather gets dark and stormy in Sydney, your blogs become more poetic!!! Like you said yourself, “i lose myself in it”!!!

  4. avatar
    Anonymous | 7 February 2006 at 1:00 am #

    Yeah I thought lil ol Bronte was gonna blow away last nite…
    Woke up and everythin was shuddering so read the paper for a while & saw that a band called The Krunch were playing at the 3 Wise Monkey’s – no kiddin
    Surely it wasn’t a secret warm up gig?

    Dutch Pierre

  5. avatar
    captainmission | 7 February 2006 at 1:08 am #

    its a blustry day as pooh would say 🙂

  6. avatar
    Anonymous | 7 February 2006 at 1:19 am #

    PS: The beard would have to go too

    Dutch Pierre

  7. avatar
    MB | 7 February 2006 at 1:28 am #

    Hey SK,
    Next time someone asks me about the weather, do mind if I quote that blog.
    I often write to a girl I know in Sweden and say bland things like
    “Hi Snygging its really hot here in Melbourne” (usually rain, but you know).
    Now if only I could write like that! Wow
    Really enjoyed that, you can talk about the weather and or;
    average day anytime.
    Making the ordinary extraordinary as usual.
    Thanks
    MB

  8. avatar
    baby | 7 February 2006 at 1:31 am #

    in tir-na’n-og, in tir-na’n-og,
    no memory hath he of my face, no sorrow for my sorrow,
    my flax is spun, my wheel is husht, and so I wait the morrow.

  9. avatar
    DGRAY13 | 7 February 2006 at 1:31 am #

    Incredible write!
    Trying to give something back!
    Hey I know you don’t need it, but what can I do as a fan, well nothing except buy your records and feel that I’m the one getting a good deal.
    Anyway I jumped on the Grant Lee Phillips forum a few weeks ago after he announced he was doing a church cover.
    I said (in the Forum-General Discussion-Post New Album)that people should check out the under-rated stuff The Church have been doing the past 10-15years.
    Anyway I was just hoping that I could get a few new converts for my favourite band and maybe they will buy all your albums.
    My Post (New Album) in general discussion has scored around 900 views. Hope each one buy every album you have made.
    Anyway in my own way that was the only way I could think of to give something back, raise the flag, spread the word and maybe convert a few to my church. Although, like the guy/gal said a few blogs ago I want to see you guys be the biggest band on the planet (you should be), but then again another part wants to keep you all to myself.
    Cheers
    DGray13

  10. avatar
    Anonymous | 7 February 2006 at 1:41 am #

    sk
    have to share
    this with you
    driving
    in the car
    my 2 daughters
    in the back seat
    aent playing
    “is this the beatles”
    julia (7) asks?
    “no it’s the church”
    laura (9) answers
    i smile a broad
    smile

    love
    diane

    ps see you tomorrow
    back from the storm
    i hope

  11. avatar
    Anonymous | 7 February 2006 at 1:53 am #

    Interesting…a glance at the Previous Posts list (immediate right) looks like the scrumptious and eagerly-awaited song list of, say, a new Church album…

  12. avatar
    matt davison | 7 February 2006 at 2:15 am #

    by my estimate profile view 4000 is only a week or so away.
    Party time for us all at SKHQ.. Its an amazin feet.
    Somewhere out there!
    Somewhere inside
    there is a universe with sk’s name on it.
    and lets all push ULTC
    It needs to shake the heck out of the charts
    as MWP would say “Come on…”?’

  13. avatar
    Azza | 7 February 2006 at 4:16 am #

    There is a SKHQ? Now that sounds a little organised to me!
    Luv ur stuff SK

  14. avatar
    Anonymous | 7 February 2006 at 4:53 am #

    oh let me take care of you
    your angst is killing me
    this time round feels so long separated by destiny and karma
    i forgot it was going to feel this way even after those many times before
    i have to get it together
    just one
    last time
    brother soul

  15. avatar
    Tony Pucci | 7 February 2006 at 6:36 am #

    you told me once
    via a damaged satellite
    extend
    become
    vibrate
    i wrote it on a scrap of paper
    and tucked it inside
    my case of church cds
    it’s still there
    hey, don’t let dizzy spin
    of this wierd old world
    get you down, man
    if any one of us here
    will find that next plane
    my moneyz on you
    but
    there is still work
    to do here and now
    follow your intuition
    peace and love

  16. avatar
    Anonymous | 7 February 2006 at 6:41 am #

    Emerald Haunt in Overdrive,
    the sun shines over Auckland city.
    A twister shot thru yon yesterday,
    taking with it some roofs & personals.

    Back to work but not in a suit.
    I miss the Coromandel and it’s native lush.

    I drive my train but there is no familiar clickety clack. Plenty of track for me run on but.

    The sun sets in the West as it leaves us again for Sydney.

    Qantas 44 follows suit, and chases the sun, it’s next touchdown Kingsford Smith.

    Sydney Sydney Sydney Sydney
    seapool, surf & sleaze.
    The Robin Hood serves $5 steak
    The Beresford just a memory.

    I must return when Auckland bores, as without my Church, everything’s a chore.
    Kilbey loaths it, that’s no lie
    and if I want to see him I’ll have to fly.

    Oh and Dutch is in love..

    Paul

  17. avatar
    fergal | 7 February 2006 at 7:09 am #

    things move around …
    your guitar sometimes plays itself
    ~

  18. avatar
    Anonymous | 7 February 2006 at 8:34 am #

    once again…fucking brilliant…
    read this blog listening to Radiohead singing 2&2=5 and it all made sense……
    ..and…have to love the ‘Prisoner’ reference…..
    stay with us Mr Kilby…this is the real resistance……

  19. avatar
    tommy jordan | 7 February 2006 at 8:39 am #

    wow, thats alot of words that my little brain is taking in

  20. avatar
    sue cee | 7 February 2006 at 9:46 am #

    I love the way kids, animals and musicians behave so strangely on a windy day.

    Sgt Kilbey 🙂 – you make the ordinary sound extraordinary.

  21. avatar
    Anonymous | 7 February 2006 at 10:01 am #

    Who am I? You are number 6. Who is Number 1? That would be telling. What do you want? Information. You won’t get it. By hook or by crook we will. Where am i!!!!!!? In the Village. Where is the Village?? Auckland. Where????.

    Be seeing you!!!

    Number One

  22. avatar
    Anonymous | 7 February 2006 at 10:09 am #

    Dutch Pierre is Number One The Bastard!!!

    Oh no here comes his giant white bollock chasing me..

    nite..

  23. avatar
    adrakkkkkk | 7 February 2006 at 10:39 am #

    just ordered ‘block’ ep from church merch. Cain’t wait!
    Nice cover painting.

    btw i’m waiting for k.hit prevs and rars vol3 and there’s apparently some ‘Kirtans’ spiritual chants by a certain Mr. K – sounds ethereal. Looking forward to that.

  24. avatar
    Anonymous | 7 February 2006 at 11:06 am #

    hey sk, dunno if you know this guy, but he’s a little pixie often reminding the world of it’s absurdity. bit like you:
    http://www.banksy.co.uk

  25. avatar
    Sweed | 7 February 2006 at 3:29 pm #

    What can I say…your blog is (almost) as strangely comforting as your voice…

    Love it!

  26. avatar
    OTTOMT | 7 February 2006 at 3:45 pm #

    …and I want nothing that you’re not.
    My Saturn finger is better today.
    Cecilia

  27. avatar
    CSTCoach | 7 February 2006 at 4:03 pm #

    Sublime! What more could I say?

    Gilt Trip 1 and Egyptian Register both arrived this morning from Karmic Hit, along with Previews 3. Gonna go forget myself for a while… 🙂

    ryan

  28. avatar
    CSTCoach | 7 February 2006 at 4:04 pm #

    Oh, and Block EP is on its way too…

  29. avatar
    krissythegroupie | 7 February 2006 at 4:23 pm #

    Incidentally, I bet you’d look good in a suit.

  30. avatar
    Nibblee | 7 February 2006 at 4:51 pm #

    Nabooshnee neevouna aceesh neevarl? oobeedoobee!

  31. avatar
    Brad | 7 February 2006 at 4:58 pm #

    I enjoy the way Bondi sometimes sounds like Flagler Beach where I live. It’s a world away but your descriptions put thru my filter sound like home, Sun or Storms.

    b

  32. avatar
    OTTOMT | 7 February 2006 at 6:54 pm #

    Diane:
    You and your daughters rule!

  33. avatar
    jeanz | 7 February 2006 at 7:24 pm #

    egyptian register is feckin brilliant !

    zammit

  34. avatar
    KJ's Alien Pickles and Cosmic Workshop | 7 February 2006 at 9:49 pm #

    I don’t have anything useful or clever to say, but I really enjoyed reading this and seeing the image of the door in the tree.

  35. avatar
    EmManUel | 7 February 2006 at 11:17 pm #

    Ah beautiful sadness !
    Ah meaningful images and words.
    The tears of lucidity falling down my face
    While polluted Paris quietens Outside my black&white living room
    listening to Vangelis “See U later” cd
    Memories of green (Blade Runner), jon anderson’s voice…
    Reading again “The Sorrows of Young Werther” which is also a diary by the way, after many years, the beginning makes me think U, Steve, are the same “genre d’homme” Goethe was, a great Romantic, fond of Shakespeare,Homer, higher and minute things, understanding… Sturm und Drang, U already referred to it…
    Gratitude for showing the karmic path of wonders, in a “crude whirl” that forgets about tolerance.
    Sometimes I feel U think of me. Eye Hope many here feel it too ! I am so proud of your trust in us, Muse Lovers.
    Yes dear Bard, U are SO right to act like this, in this crazy world, it is SOW magic !
    Love
    http://www2.hn.psu.edu/faculty/jmanis/goethe/Sorrows-Young-Werther.pdf

  36. avatar
    Anonymous | 7 February 2006 at 11:33 pm #

    Wakey wakey!!!!! where’s Wednesday’s BLOG??

  37. avatar
    Anonymous | 8 February 2006 at 12:07 am #

    Still in the oven!

  38. avatar
    krissythegroupie | 8 February 2006 at 12:20 am #

    Yes! I’m sure it will be *well done*!!..that wasn’t too funny.

  39. avatar
    OTTOMT | 8 February 2006 at 12:29 am #

    LOL!
    A watched blog never boils!

  40. avatar
    Rubikon | 8 February 2006 at 2:22 pm #

    I love days like that – it’s like everthing is in flux and the future doesn’t know quite which way to turn.

  41. avatar
    Rubikon | 8 February 2006 at 2:22 pm #

    I love days like that – it’s like everthing is in flux and the future doesn’t know quite which way to turn.

  42. avatar
    Andromeda7 | 11 February 2006 at 12:57 pm #

    sometimes melbourne dreams of sydney. lost myself in this.like making love when it’s like entering a black hole and mutual annihilation hits and then transcendence…
    xxxooo
    Andromeda7


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