posted on June 18, 2011 at 8:47 pm

perch-prism

the hammer of the gods

the whip of the moon

the electric lash of the trees in the studio

one of these days im gonna slide down that rainbow way

im outside your house i see everything you cant find

a ship of the silverest metal

i’m not your 20th century man, oh no

i dont want to feel like a machine

youre not the only one who wants to feel the in between

i want to be a machine

dont believe what you heard faithfuls not a bad word

love the one youre with love the one youre with

darling darling do we part like the seas…?

you got off light  lying there in your own world tonight

keep on playing them mind games

i’m stiff on my legend

my death waits there in the double bed

the sails of oblivion at my head

forget that i’m fifty cos you just got paid

all you sweet girls with your sweet talk

you can all go take a fucking walk

it was a delicate crime

inside the car sat a sulky blonde

on her lap the road went on and on

its the last ride our little game is over

i remember riding riding in your car

i see the city’s ripped backsides

if you wanna be the passenger

you cant afford the ticket

i got 2 loves i got 2 loves

and they go tweet tweet tweet tweet tweet like little birds

theyre my true loves

yonder shes walking long black hair

there she goes there she goes again

in winter when the fog rolls in upon the briny deep

the apartments are half empty and the big talk is cheap

the sweetest pearl in the shell

why even jesus christ was betrayed by a kiss

its coming on again life speeds up dont you know

i love you like the stars above you

gather round all you clowns let me hear you say

heyday

as i go along my way i say hey hey

good morning steve well you wont believe me today

aurora what you doing here?

an old man here says that he knew you in another life

this life reserved for a friend

is this the end beautiful friend

of our elaborate plans the end

we drive into the east

look at the map add up the cost

dont let the sound of your own wheels drive you crazy

so tired of running from my own heat

as we ride down the highway 101

hiding in the backstreets

always something there to remind me

only 24 hours from tulsa

25 or 6 to 4

1 for the money

2 for the show

3 to get ready

7 times i cursed these 7 tears

but ive been dirt but i dont care

on saturday night i saw a light shine from a window

driving home from the show i saw your lights

i knew youd been with her

my abstract model

my favourita

is this where you live

you only live twice

 

 

 

 

(there was a lot more to this blog

but an error caused me to lose the other half

i am to0 weary to try to reproduce it so

i will let this fragment remain)

 

39 Responses to “outsourced”

  1. avatar
    kell | 18 June 2011 at 10:12 pm #

    God, i’d love to see how this one ended!

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    Anonymous | 19 June 2011 at 12:08 am #

    oh! a study in where you enter? if you can see where it ends. how do you do that but it’s pretty whether the abridged fragment or the whole thing.

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    davem | 19 June 2011 at 12:14 am #

    There’s a quiz in there…one time being housepoint to the fiend who can name the most tunes…
    Love to you Steve. It’s been a long, weary time since we saw you.
    x

  4. avatar
    blue sidhe | 19 June 2011 at 12:22 am #

    Your mind is like a jukebox.

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    BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 19 June 2011 at 12:37 am #

    Thats the worst feeling, writing something from deep within your spirit …only to find it swallowed up by this digital nonsense. I bet it was great.

    Have a great weekend…its Sunday for you now. I hope the day turns out grand for you.

    AsAlways,
    Darrin K.

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      BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 19 June 2011 at 9:32 am #

      So sorry…I forgot my manners. HappyD Fathers Day to you and all the readers out here that set examples and adore the lives of their amazing children. Especially you, Andy, I hope you have a great Sunday. A child needs both sets of parents, and its sad when at times there can only be one. I raised my young man Alex from birth until he was 10, by myself. So I know first hand the admiration and
      the heartache felt being a single parent and now raising my angel, Kristina with my wife. So hug and love the amazing kids that fill our lives. And have yourselves a GREAT FATHERS DAY. I will be going to the cemetery to visit mine. But I know he’s warning over my children.

      AsAlways,
      Darrin K.

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        BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 19 June 2011 at 9:37 am #

        I know my dad is watching ( not warning) over my kids. And I didn’t mean anything about Andy.being a single parent, he is not. My computer has been acting up and creates some weird stuff when I ‘ submit ‘ . Anyways, HAPPY FATHERS DAY TO ALL !!!

  6. avatar
    andy | 19 June 2011 at 12:52 am #

    steve,
    something good is happening in your life isn’t it?
    i can tell……..
    i hope i’m right.

  7. avatar
    david | 19 June 2011 at 1:43 am #

    …like to echo yesterday sentiment ..secure a sitter tour the winter away in the states ….all killer tour…impromtu …hit the east ..fly home …hit the west …three four gig each side …ill go to all eastern seabord if proximate…any body else.. when is last time solo kilbey did ..well solo kilbey. u . s.

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    david | 19 June 2011 at 1:44 am #

    …flash kilbey mobs with a magic hat type of donation …im there …

  9. avatar
    blue sidhe | 19 June 2011 at 1:47 am #

    She’s a 20th century fox
    she’s a blue light
    but you wouldn’t trade her for another girl
    Yet you’re down and confused
    and you don’t remember who you’re talking to
    taking the future out of the now
    I said hey babe take a walk
    Or maybe you can drive my car
    there’s blood in the streets
    where the streets have no name
    The only thing I ever got from you was sorrow
    both ends burning
    Tell me will I ever learn
    diving in too deep or is it just imagination
    better hide my love away
    in my midnight confession
    A place in your heart makes me feel more real
    oh lonely dreamer
    there’s a ghost in this house
    it’s so cold in this house
    There will be nothing else I can do
    if I ever lose my faith in you
    yet you take me down
    To the ground beneath your feet
    don’t leave me here
    take me on your farewell ride
    pale blue eyes staring down from their ivory towers
    You were waiting for the end of the world
    but I say it’s all right
    My sorrows have learned how to swim

  10. avatar
    Freddie | 19 June 2011 at 2:10 am #

    A poem made up entirely of songs? And it is fairly coherent too. You must have a quite head full of song lyrics Sir Steven of the Rock. I like this one you gave us today, not as much as the one from the time before, that really kicked butt, but this is pretty okay! 🙂

  11. avatar
    El Boracho | 19 June 2011 at 3:50 am #

    The Church + The Eagles + Something Greg Dulli would sing about = Steve’s Blog today. Smashing combo!

  12. avatar
    jaime r.. | 19 June 2011 at 3:58 am #

    I grow older and younger.. “I was down in the city on a spherical street.. Im back on the chain gang.. Im so Tired.. Im thrillin and goning.. Im just a silly love song.. Id have you anytime.. Ive been caught stealing.. I cant make you love me if you dont.. I can make it if I try.. I was a free man in Paris, Yes Im free.. freeballin.. Ive got my money for nothing n these chicks for free.. Im a tumbler, born under punches.. I have finally found a place to live in the presence of the Lord.. When Im sad.. I slyde.. Im only dancing.. she turns me on.. Im cant help it if I wanted too.. couldnt help it even if i could.. im killing an Awab.. im just thinking about the weather.. I wanted to be with you alone.. Im alive.. Im.. dead.. Im only sleeping.. I cant find my way home.. I followed you.. to the Sealine”

    Keep getting it on Wizard..

  13. avatar
    Dec | 19 June 2011 at 6:34 am #

    I like the way you’ve stitched this together … hope ‘the eother half’ turns up some day. Thank you for the music 😉

  14. avatar
    Dec | 19 June 2011 at 6:35 am #

    I like the way you’ve stitched this together … hope ‘the other half’ turns up some day. Thank you for the music 😉

  15. avatar
    Once | 19 June 2011 at 7:21 am #

    Love this, tho. I’ve tried to do it, but I have a disconnect, my life is not as musically inclined as yours, even tho I dig it…dude, remember to click “save” after every line or so!!

  16. avatar
    scott | 19 June 2011 at 7:50 am #

    wow – 2 delicate crimes indeed…the walk n the blog loss. i thought it an eloquent turn of words to explain alot of strange shit. be well

    S

  17. avatar
    Once | 19 June 2011 at 8:10 am #

    SOURCED

    My sister and I
    Make a bridge to God
    We argue our way across it
    And He nods when we arrive
    And the sun sets red on every town
    Over palm fronds in Phoenix
    Through pines in Michigan
    And there is no reason whatsoever
    That anyone on this Earth should be sad
    Take a breath and feel the scatter
    As you exhale of everything you think you are
    Molecules spread outwards always
    Into the pink clouds and beyond
    Hit the welcoming sky and you can see them
    Not with your eyes, but with your soul
    Feel the eternal caress the vibration of forever
    And don’t be afraid because
    Love will always be
    What you need it to be
    Oh yes, it’s there, it rocks and rolls
    It thumps and bangs and swirls and
    Sings to you in so many ways
    Let yourself go my brother
    Join us on that bridge
    And don’t look over your shoulder
    Cross the fear that snarls at your heels
    The warehouse of the damned
    Needs your courage so go outside
    In your new uniform
    Raise your arms over your head
    Don’t worry about the power lines
    They can’t shock you anymore
    And if the speakers are not loud enough
    Add your voice and sing
    As you compel yourself off the ground
    Rising
    Flying
    Spinning, on your back operatic
    Laughing, as you know the meaning of all things.

  18. avatar
    . | 19 June 2011 at 8:58 am #

    it was either 1996 or 1995
    shining light in the summer sky
    a white glowing orb in the right corner of my eye
    keeping pace with my vehicle, I do not deny
    looking through my sunroof, parallel with the moonlight
    a brief connection we shared, like it knew my mind
    it speeds ahead even more, above the pine tree line
    and makes distance, even further to my right
    i accelerate on the throttle and drive
    to catch it as i shift up into gear number five
    it’s mesmerizing to behold with its’ radiating white
    and incandescence, i try and try and try
    to catch a better glimpse of this visitor as it moves silently
    and steadily and gracefully glides
    like an intelligent starblazing satellite
    or a firework fizzling above my head on the 4th of july
    until, in a split second, it carves an angular path so precise
    and fast that I couldn’t track it that high
    what a unique sight
    as soon as it crossed my young adult eyes
    it disappeared just as quickly into the fading light
    no dream, no misinterpretation, nothing of that kind
    i’m forever left with an indelible impression of that defining
    enlightening and unbelievable night…
    born here, die there, here or another world, put up a good fight
    don’t let ’em ever tell you the world is flat, that ain’t right…
    so much more out there, define…

  19. avatar
    Jasperina | 19 June 2011 at 11:25 am #

    Such beauty in fragments.I always swoon when I hear electric lash

  20. avatar
    Karen | 19 June 2011 at 12:09 pm #

    Fantastic ! knew some of the lines but not all..
    liked Donna’s source ..but Im already a Donna fan ..& a dot person fan..and of late.. an Ess fan.. all these talented people … love reading all their contributions too .
    I knew a church street Ess ..my mothers funeral was in church street in Yass..

    I had a dream last night i was drving ( well i wssnt the one driving ) along the edge of a cliff next to a bright blue sea ..it was a pure white sandy road & I kept thinking if we go too far right we will end up in the water..but we didnt..& there were two suns ..

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      Ess | 20 June 2011 at 8:55 am #

      now you’ve given me another one Karen. Last year I accidently turned up Church street in Yass when I should have gone up the next street. But I drove on by back then and when I was speaking on that other street, Church street would have been just out of my view… I must be further along now to be walking in it… If you go further into that dream and what it means to you I’m sure you will find some gems in there.

  21. avatar
    Crasher | 19 June 2011 at 8:32 pm #

    I’m still smarting over the swipe at the Purple.
    Rockwiz.
    Q.What was your first album that you bought with your own money ?
    A. Deep Purple in Rock ( I was only 16). Still love it though.
    Q. First single ?
    A. Hello Goodbye/ I Am The Walrus.
    Even saw Ritchie Blackmore’s Rainbow at Hammersmith Odeon in ’76.
    Hate to know what you think of Uriah Heep.
    Personally can’t stand them..but the Purple ????
    It’s all so subjective.
    P.S. Enjoyed the rather humorous songcheck rant.

  22. avatar
    hellbound heart | 19 June 2011 at 9:06 pm #

    …….my head’s a jukebox reading this…..
    love always……

  23. avatar
    Cocoamo | 19 June 2011 at 11:56 pm #

    This one reminds me of Hal the computer when he was in his last throes…

    Your Friend in Pennsylvania

  24. avatar
    Ron Bonham | 20 June 2011 at 2:10 am #

    Happy Dad’s day SK, you’re a good one!! Peace n Love to you!!

    rB

  25. avatar
    herman the German | 20 June 2011 at 4:00 am #

    ah, back in the day when men were men and could actually play their instruments (at least until punk came), when songs actually (mostly) meant something and music was sometimes made for the love of it and not to “shift units” so some unmusical parasite from the record co. could upgrade his golf membership. Thank God for exceptions to the rule like The Church.

  26. avatar
    Ess | 20 June 2011 at 8:48 am #

    an outsource that’s still uniquely yours

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    eekie | 20 June 2011 at 11:04 am #

    Looks as if the rest of it is back. hmm…spooky….kind of Twilight Zoneish.

    Delightful how you’ve taken bits from so many different songs from various artists and made them work so well, but overall the completed piece has a sad vibe.

  28. avatar
    Muse | 20 June 2011 at 12:52 pm #

    Suffice it to say I’m not afraid of you anymore. You happened upon my path about the same time a man prowled my patio right outside my french doors. He kinda looked like you but not entirely, then not at all. Rotten timing that was..

    I got off light.. *spooks* Now that scared me but I suppose it means something different that what my mindframe at that time though it meant.

    Z-boy is in my head and in my dreams.. something tells me you are too.. hmmm..

    Feel My Love

    I send it to you
    you who once cried
    and were saturated
    with my tears
    sincere
    you are
    that i can clearly see
    and not afraid to love
    not like D
    So that said
    I say wow and why not
    at least in my head
    that is
    and in front of my eyes
    I do reply
    oh I do reply
    and i do rely
    oh I do rely
    on my self-sufficiency
    with a little help
    from my friends
    and they are all here
    here in my head
    and in my room
    so now I zoom
    right over the hills
    and far away
    but not to grandma’s house
    but maybe to..
    the end.

  29. avatar
    Muse | 20 June 2011 at 2:26 pm #

    (don’t print this one)

    If you want, just print the poem part. 🙂

  30. avatar
    Ellen | 21 June 2011 at 10:53 am #

    Blasted computers! I was just getting into it.

  31. avatar
    Steven Krut | 21 June 2011 at 1:53 pm #

    I like that it ended up being just a fragment. Sort of like Kubla Khan…

  32. avatar
    Ess | 21 June 2011 at 8:30 pm #

    when it’s all ethereal and immaterial and uninhabited that chill wind blows and the arid earth cracks brittle and my vata and kapha malfunction and my blood pressure bursts downward from the glare remembering tangents to airy frequents from the many stars behind us and the currents in their vapours were all i brought back from the choirs chanting sweetly and the white knights scattered peaceably and the meditations turned to mediations that took me round my circles and words emerged as predators to feed off smiling enchantments but where have i come to as i count all that i can never know in truth i seek without design from all i read and all i write the unpopular and sublime i can’t seem to find and i ask where did all the silence go and when will the play begin

  33. avatar
    kell | 21 June 2011 at 11:48 pm #

    Thank you Sir! Happy Solstice Blues!!! (Not sarcasm here, just how i’m feeling)

  34. avatar
    Peter RJG | 22 June 2011 at 6:39 pm #

    Perch-Prism? Kind of figured you as Cutflower, wondering around Rozelle and Surry Hills adding la! to the end of everything.

  35. avatar
    Peter RJG | 22 June 2011 at 6:40 pm #

    That’s “wandering” by the way, though you may have wondered a bit too.


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