posted on December 1, 2010 at 9:55 am

invocation to ganesha

swim n sleep n do yoga

i stare at old ganesha on the wall

i listen to david neil again

boy ricky is above all else a great drummer

me…..i cant play em at all

man its a good record tho

twisting and turning

if david neil had never existed it was necessary to invent him

hes a fragile type verging on one disaster after another

its all here on this record

the wilderness years

the house seems big empty n quiet today

not in a bad way

i can do anything i like

i walk around in my red undies

wow what a rebel what a wild man

i listen to radha krishna temple album on the apple label

i watch the rain fall down on bondis empty streets

the rain fills the flyscreens with silver jewels

the rain whispering pattering testing rolling falling

the rain been with me forever

the rain blowing this way n that

rushing in gutters flooding the slippery streets

rain rain go away ….

the houses look deserted

the gardens are luxuriantly moist all turned on by the rain

the rain giving the flowers all its attention

the rain sliding down the stamens and stems

the rain comes down on the garden

on a black black night become one with the rain

rain oh rain

i hide in my room

i shut the door tho theres no one home

the clouds so thick i cannot see the harbour bridge

thick black coffee

rose incense

unread letters

unfinished work

masks on the wall watching every move

pictures of the girls

3 bananas and a lemon

drawings by the girls

the red clock tick tick but never tock

a day in the life of a day

must trim my beard

must do some work

must make some calls

must walk around in my red undies from room to room

my thoughts never coalescing

my day never coming together

my day someone elses day

my rain someone elses rain

everybodys rain

nobodys rain

nobodys rain falling for free

forever today

free fall

complete

free fall

20 Responses to “low key dokey”

  1. avatar
    Jason (jmb066) | 1 December 2010 at 10:26 am #

    Hey Steve,

    Was wondering about David Neil tracklist, a few moths ago when you played live with Ricky there were some Jack Frost songs and some of your solo songs played. Have some of those been re-recorded? or is everything on the upcoming release new? Looking forward to it either way. Its funny that even when you are home alone you still shut the bedroom door, I do the same thing. I dont roam in my undies though, the door always rings if I am just in my undies and I cant risk it anymore. Usually its the neighbor kids, who knows what they go home and tell there parents.

    Anyway enjoy the rain to rest and relax.

    Jason

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    evilren | 1 December 2010 at 11:05 am #

    home where I feel safe, no kids, freezing cold, rain coming down,
    one banana on the table, waiting for the phone to ring, the world
    has changed and I am in the free fall of my life.

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    Donna | 1 December 2010 at 11:31 am #

    You make the rain sound so soothing. A good day to just stay indoors. I got a laugh out of reading about your red undies! Now, that IS personal! You wild thing, you! It’s raining here, too…I’m going to go for a long walk in it since I have the day off. I’ll take my ipod- take you along with me. Glad everything went so well at the JWC. Have a great day…

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    Therese | 1 December 2010 at 12:01 pm #

    Beautiful description of the rain.

    Peace & love
    Therese

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    sikli | 1 December 2010 at 12:09 pm #

    would of expected some silken paisley boxers or batik sarong killer. Red undies??!! Bit sus matey

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    neptune | 1 December 2010 at 12:48 pm #

    for you, my friend —

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Usuu-xu75dI

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    sarah | 1 December 2010 at 1:27 pm #

    nice. i am pretty blow away by your poetry. i like it almost as much as i like trudells. john trudell. he is the master of words. a master at spinning reality with his tongue. check him out if you haven’t yet. but your poetry is really up there, steve. i am so happy and grateful to be receiving your poems. and the fact that you have been around in “the scene” for so long…and that i am only now knowing your works… speaks volumes about where i have been and the scene of no scene i come from. lol. yes, i have lemons x2 and one banana….always alittle rice, alittle basil, and ganesh loves grass from the yard. yes? perpetual rose flows through my rooms. i swim, do yoga, dream inside and out, daily. life is good. humanity touching humanity is great. thank-you so much for being unapologetically you. we all get to be someone. you pulled the steve card. how cool is that? i find it pretty mind blowing being sarah.

  8. avatar
    Steven Krut | 1 December 2010 at 3:06 pm #

    It’s raining here in Atlanta, too. Stormed all day. There was even a tornado that destroyed some houses.

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    Starflower | 1 December 2010 at 4:59 pm #

    We’re almost with you. Good flow of words and rain. Negative ions, increasing flow of oxygen to the brain, higher alertness, decreasing drowsiness.
    I often wear red underpants.
    Root chakra: at base of spine.
    Sound: “uhhh”.
    Colour: red.
    Feeling: grounded and stable.
    Ahh Ganesh! Lord of Success.

  10. avatar
    davem | 1 December 2010 at 5:16 pm #

    Imagine your ego if you could play drums too….you’d be worse than Macca!
    Love ya SK.
    x

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    Wiild Chiild | 1 December 2010 at 5:32 pm #

    Sounds very much like my day today sk. Well, except for the undies thing…mine are black! 😛

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    Jasperina | 1 December 2010 at 5:50 pm #

    Callan Park for an art forum was my day today. The rain was a quite perfect backdrop. The poetry, the undies and the rain you got it all going on there. My favourite bit though was the rain filling the flyscreen with silver jewels…that’s magic

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    Amanda | 1 December 2010 at 9:10 pm #

    Hmmm. Today the rain washed over me, leaving me frigidly moist: a walking contradiction. Waiting for the bus I looked around me at the blank faces, bored by the commuter shuffle, just another late bus – “Don’t worry about us, it’s only another hour of our lives gone by without purpose”. Home now and the cool air blows over my body, silk kimono caresses my skin, goosebumps appear. This can’t be summer, can it?

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    Karen | 1 December 2010 at 9:15 pm #

    yes I liked the bejeweled flycreen as well

    coalescing dont know what that means
    Ill look it up later..

    nothing wrong with a nice quiet day indoors with the rain falling wandering around in your undies no matter the colour

    rain hasnt stopped….I dont think it will
    its been raining for so long…la la
    five nectarines and two nanas in my bowl

    couple o days till tilleys and fark I wont be there

  15. avatar
    Freddie | 1 December 2010 at 11:19 pm #

    Ah, rainy days, rose incense and red undies :^)

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    bionicanna | 1 December 2010 at 11:37 pm #

    any day in red undies is a good day. must’ve been raining all over the world. bow chicka wow wow at the rain in the garden.

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    BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 2 December 2010 at 12:34 am #

    I never ‘shut the door’ in a room when I’m home alone, who knows what spirits might lock me inside for all eternity, or, i lock myself in it by mistake…I’ve done that couple times in my life.

    AsAlways,
    Darrin K.

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    Tanya | 2 December 2010 at 6:10 am #

    Well, guess I’ve been living in a cave….didn’t know the apple label was still around. Love the quaint reference to the red undies.


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