posted on July 2, 2007 at 7:23 am

killer was in a tough spot
bitten by a hissing viper
attacked by piranhas
stung by hornets
sucked by leaches
pursued by baboons
(kinda like the music biz really)
now they were actually inside the temple
his intuition had failed
and the men were weary and demoralised
bolan said
what now olde bean?
you lost lennon back there somewhere
he seemed really pissed off about something…
the killer snarled
someone told him about liam gallagher naming his kid after ‘im
bolan nodded
oh really….yeah…
buddha says we should meditate on it
houdini says disappear
tolkien suggested another smoke..seems hes got a stash
dante says go on
ian curtis says walk in silence
what about elvis?
he says he feels so lonely he could die
what about mclennan…whats he saying
he says i dont fucking know….whatever you say
merlin says doomed if we do doomed if we dont
oh …cheerful
and rimbaud says something in french i cant understand
oh well then
and what about you marc…
what do you say….?
i say
be like you could killer
the killer sat and pondered
in this temple in the jungle
where pelicans and porcupine had taken up residence
with its crumbled statues of baal n zeus
and some distracted lucifer
where the sharp yellow teethed monkeys waited
and serpents writhed entwined
where the fleas bit
and the ticks burrowed
and the flowers all stank
and the fruits were poison
and the roots were all tangled
and your hopes were all mangled
vines dangle amid the gangly trees
somewhere in this maze of ruins
lay the atlantean crystal
these were but a few of its attributes
anyman who weilded this crystal would be a superman
if they knew but how
and if they knew but where it lay hidden
bolan interrupted his reverie
are there any options left?
killer nodded
yep…but i never wanted to use it
well what is it
killer pulled a little baggie from his pocket
it contained a single purple coloured pill
but whats that said bolan surprised
its called intuition
artificial intuition
it would take a thousand years of yoga
a thousand years of having abstained from dead flesh
a thousand years of chi gong
to achieve this
but the side effects …said bolan
yes the side effects
sweating, cold hands
nervousness, excitability
delusions of grandeur…
but killer youve already got all that said bolan
yes bopping elf , it could only get worse…
there you are then….
killer took the pill from the baggie
it had a little fleur de lis stamped on the side
it looked small in his palm
he squinted through the gloom at his second in charge
its a long shot but it just might work…i gotta hunch that it will
he put the pill in his mouth
and swallowed
at first there was nothing
and then a faint hum
and then a whirr
and then everything began to sway and shake
and the whirr became a scream
and everything sped up so fast
and he was travelling travelling
across the back of the waves o’er kingdoms of merfolk
thru the sky like an egret over a lake
rushing with his reflection
and the scream became unbearable
and the speed became intolerable
and he began to feel himself fall apart
bit by bit
piece on piece
he evaporated into thin air
and he was gone
deep deep into another place
so far down and in
like he was falling forever
down the rabbit hole
in the blackness of the collective unconscious
in the stillpoint of oblivion
and there he lay
for an eternity


ps if you dont like it
you know what you can do….


58 Responses to “pain in my temples”

  1. avatar
    SweatyWheels | 2 July 2007 at 8:38 am #

    Ha! The chance to be the first fiendss commenter but – what the hej, nothing to say!
    Great story, winging on the wing.

  2. avatar
    adrift | 2 July 2007 at 8:56 am #

    Oh – very much enjoying this sea-shanty sk.. keep ’em comin.. sk the pi-rate!
    jane xx

  3. avatar
    Peter Podcast | 2 July 2007 at 9:01 am #

    Yes damned fine piece of story tellin SK

  4. avatar
    Anonymous | 2 July 2007 at 9:05 am #

    oh put it to music pretty please… a space-rock-opera unsurpassed… 🙂

  5. avatar
    eek | 2 July 2007 at 9:07 am #

    Hot damn this is fun! I’m loving it anyway. 🙂

  6. avatar
    Boriah | 2 July 2007 at 9:18 am #

    Funny, my fav song out of “Remindlessness” is “Pain in my Temples”! I like very much the story, it´s very Borges-like, forgotten temples in jungles, with marvellous treasures yet to discover. El Dorado.

    Well, fancy a paella Steve?? in August, the first week, a coastal town in Spain (Cádiz), hot and sunny weather, by the beach. You´re invited to stay some days at my holydays-home there.

    Greetings from the manger.

  7. avatar
    Anonymous | 2 July 2007 at 9:49 am #

    sometime…anywhere….disappear….cloud of unimaginable delights…pure in its heart of hearts……with the tantalized,curious..wanton ,and dark lust for the surge of …….that,of which it will become saturated…you have me in such delicious suspenders…poppy xo

  8. avatar
    Anonymous | 2 July 2007 at 9:50 am #



    ps; B.Bon, damn right. My great fortune, my great luck. A gentleman, poet, precious friend.

  9. avatar
    Anonymous | 2 July 2007 at 9:54 am #

    and like you needed a drug,for that!?….its a whispy whisper….the world is your oyster{yuck….sorry bout that}….the world is your s…….love always,and sweetest dreams…luscious daydreams…xxx genx

  10. avatar
    Anonymous | 2 July 2007 at 10:00 am #

    I’m loving this more and more sk. Will be here to the end, that’s for sure!
    Love on ya,

  11. avatar
    paul lightfoot | 2 July 2007 at 10:09 am #

    ooh Goliath, lets get stoned

  12. avatar
    fantasticandy | 2 July 2007 at 10:27 am #

    this ‘un’s yer best in a year nevets!
    sell me the movie rights!

    (all cheques to be made payable to
    pierre carrere.)

    andy L.

  13. avatar
    Anonymous | 2 July 2007 at 11:05 am #

    …so what happens next, uncle steve…please reaad me one more chapter and i’ll be a good girl and go to bed…can i have milk and a cookie please…
    -The Hellbound Heart

  14. avatar
    Anonymous | 2 July 2007 at 11:07 am #

    fuck it don’t you hate it when you see a typo on your message…pasdkjfpaeorm tupeoriutvnpetpn petvhvpimpcicphp niuhpiuhvpcihciuchpitu…try and make sense of THAT…
    The HBH

  15. avatar
    Anonymous | 2 July 2007 at 12:18 pm #

    i inherited a handful of LPs….but i dont have a record player….amongst them are,Jack frost{some of which,ive heard…earthed{i have never heard…and remindlessness{which i have also NEVER had the pleasure of listening to……seems NOW? would be a good time to get a record player?……a fascinating story of the walk through the BLOCK GARDEN….genes of adam?…..genes of ……..conjurer of dreams…or ?……venus of gardenia

  16. avatar
    Anonymous | 2 July 2007 at 12:23 pm #

    so you mean…….if we dont like it…we can go fuck ourselves…..alternatively…if we like it too much….we can feel free to fuck ourselves as well?…..x

  17. avatar
    verdelay | 2 July 2007 at 12:23 pm #

    ps if you dont like it
    you know what you can do….

    Yes, eat it…

    Until the distance between
    swallower and swallowed
    is reduced to an infintessimal near-zero
    a mere needle of possibility perched upon which a select-yet-infinite number
    of dancing angels groove and mamba
    to the tune of their own spinal vibration
    a cosmic dialtone with unlimited credit.

    Never say we don’t get it.


  18. avatar
    Symon | 2 July 2007 at 12:25 pm #

    been following with interest and unusually….without comment !

    would be any awfully quiet trip with Ian Curtis…walking in silence.

    And it would seem that your friend mr tolkien is having more than his fair share of influence in your humble but intriguing adventure.

    I really want to see where the artificial intuition pill takes you all. Take care Steve…..


  19. avatar
    Anonymous | 2 July 2007 at 12:35 pm #

    anon at 10.23pm.. It’s a delicate balance between pissing in his pocket, or pissing on his shoe of glamour 🙂

  20. avatar
    Anonymous | 2 July 2007 at 12:39 pm #

    anon 10:18pm…bring ’em overt to my place and we’ll have a vinyl night…y’all invited, like the clouds.


  21. avatar
    Anonymous | 2 July 2007 at 12:40 pm #

    ps; overt, covert; under cover of darkness or in the light. Damn typos!

  22. avatar
    restaurant mark | 2 July 2007 at 12:45 pm #

    i’m digging it myself…

    heyy jj…savannah is a great place. my wife and i went on our honeymoon there…reminds me of a little new orleans, which is where i’m from. definately a voodoo vibe there.

    take care

  23. avatar
    paul lightfoot | 2 July 2007 at 12:49 pm #

    There’s no such thing as surealism there’s no such thing as soul

  24. avatar
    Rock 'n' Roll Ghost | 2 July 2007 at 1:22 pm #

    Long John Kilbey – you keep writing this shit and I’ll keep shovelling.

    I know you have a sense of humour – sorry you lost it enough to tell me to f/o yesterday 🙁

  25. avatar
    Anonymous | 2 July 2007 at 1:26 pm #

    Quit this tripe…. Lets hear about Magician Among The SPirits…

  26. avatar
    veleska1970 | 2 July 2007 at 1:42 pm #

    a most fun read the last few days….and an unexpected ending, too. intuition overload.

    i tried your bedtime potion~~i’m happy to say it seems to be working. 🙂

    lotza love….

  27. avatar
    paul lightfoot | 2 July 2007 at 1:50 pm #

    maybe we should have a seance and put Rock n Roll ghost at peace 🙂

  28. avatar
    Anonymous | 2 July 2007 at 1:53 pm #

    where’s sahen macgowan in this story…………oh yeah, he’s not dead.


  29. avatar
    sharka | 2 July 2007 at 2:04 pm #

    We will follow you…

    even ’till the end of the world!

  30. avatar
    KRIS | 2 July 2007 at 2:20 pm #

    Are You My Main Man
    Are You Now? Are You Now?
    I’ve got a woman she’s sprouting prose
    She’s got luggage eyes and a Roman nose
    Her body it swings from side to side
    “Need a lift?” She says “Much obliged.”
    Riding piggy back I come to her chateau…
    Is there a sane man anywhere? anywhere?
    Girl you’re good
    And I’ve got wild knees
    For you
    Under the Mambo sun
    I’ve got to be the one
    for you
    The wild cyclopean pagean
    A thunderbolt master!
    An electric saviour!
    A gold galactic raver!
    The futuristic dragon!
    And I do mean, yes.
    I danced myself right out the womb
    I danced myself right out the womb
    Is it strange to dance so soon?
    I danced myself right out the womb
    Kingsley Mole sat high on a windy mole
    His wide eyes proving beacons of light
    Beneath dried mushroom parchments
    Planet queen
    perchance to dream
    she used my head like a revolver
    the planet queen yeah
    well it’s all right
    flying starts to give me away
    give me your daughter
    My eyes went up it was sunset
    The sky turns back it was blue
    Truly I do love you
    truly I do love you
    It’s all put together with alligator leather and
    my m-m-my Mustang Ford
    Afghan Woman she’s a priestess, ooh
    A true blue poetess
    Graceful Fat Sheba
    She Was with her meat cleaver
    Stacey Grove
    She’s a Roman Prophet of Mine
    Salamanda Palaganda, ooohhhhh
    June’s buffalo
    Romany Soup
    I’ve got to get more Romany Soup
    Hey let’s do it lie we’re friends, let’s do it do it
    Hey let’s do it like we’re… fre..fre… friends, oo ba doo…

  31. avatar
    belfrank | 2 July 2007 at 3:07 pm #

    Who the funk is Sahen McGowan?

  32. avatar
    knot | 2 July 2007 at 3:43 pm #

    sounds just like home. old bean
    except you left out the feral cat
    with the tattered white ear

    and better the purple pill than the cough syrup…

    please do keep the stories coming
    with deepest appreciation
    and sincere lack of negation

    but where are the illustrations?


  33. avatar
    Brien Comerford | 2 July 2007 at 3:47 pm #

    Brien Comerford’s an attention seeker asserts that this “far-out” blog is becoming increasingly interesting. It is so different than the world of crashing bores laden with carnivores destroying a very unhappy planet. Best wishes to Mr. Gordon Brown the new Prime Minister of England. If he gets too close to President Bush he will be wholeheartedly ambushed.

  34. avatar
    malcolm arkey | 2 July 2007 at 3:54 pm #

    Let’s just cut forward to the bit where they all end up doing an island “Survivor” reality TV show.


    Which one of these nominees do you want to vote off first ?
    a) Bolan
    b) Curtis
    c) Rimbaud
    d) Killer

    Alternately, if enough of you put in applications for SK, we might just get him in as a late inclusion in “Survivor 16: All-Star Edition”

    Imagine him sitting round the campfire regaling minor US TV ‘stars’ with stories of the Arista days or pulling out a home made coconut ukelele with cries of “OK…who wants to hear ‘Othertime’ one more time before bed ?”

  35. avatar
    Anonymous | 2 July 2007 at 4:47 pm #

    thus spoke the Bore….

  36. avatar
    kat | 2 July 2007 at 4:50 pm #

    the intuition pill was a fine way to go!!!

  37. avatar
    Anonymous | 2 July 2007 at 4:55 pm #

    hey Sk, ever read Paul Bowles…probably Sheltering Sky Huh?…Some folks seems to be unawares of the terror…hmmm. Hey B.C. ?? Boston…ha ha…thats funny…maybe when you are a kid in the late 70’s….but now…No wonder…~D~ *TX…a good fuck all to everyone..I’m a few dots short of a full ellipses

  38. avatar
    JJ | 2 July 2007 at 4:56 pm #

    I knew Tolkien must have had the magic mountain herb smoldering in his pipe.

    Here’s hoping that bel-tyne is soon in the possession of your band of gypsies.

  39. avatar
    davem | 2 July 2007 at 6:12 pm #

    I like it!!!


  40. avatar
    Leelinau | 2 July 2007 at 6:18 pm #

    the side effects always
    screw it up…
    no oily discharge?


    And here I am 4th week
    of no jazz

    + which is 10 times worse +

    than I thought. hummm

    carry on!


  41. avatar
    isadora telambi | 2 July 2007 at 7:14 pm #

    What is up with you, Bibi? I implore you to include me in your fantasy story and you ignore me. How quickly you forget me after my amazing talents on Reminderless. The Telambi has spoken!

  42. avatar
    MR. BLUE SKY | 2 July 2007 at 7:48 pm #

    ditto on what your bro Russell said, me likes your story, me only wish me was part of it…

  43. avatar
    it was hardly bearable and he knew space would soon end not time but space that was the revelation o | 2 July 2007 at 9:51 pm #

    Purple combines the stability of blue and the energy of red. Purple is associated with royalty. It symbolizes power, nobility, luxury, and ambition. It conveys wealth and extravagance. Purple is associated with wisdom, dignity, independence, creativity, mystery, and magic.

    According to surveys, almost 75 percent of pre-adolescent children prefer purple to all other colors. Purple is a very rare color in nature; some people consider it to be artificial.

    Purple has a special, almost sacred place in nature: lavender, orchid, lilac, and violet flowers are often delicate and considered precious. Because purple is derived from the mixing of a strong warm and strong cool color it has both warm and cool properties. A purple room can boost a child’s imagination or an artist’s creativity. Too much purple, like blue, could result in moodiness.

    The color of mourning for widows in Thailand, purple was the favorite color of Egypt’s Cleopatra. It has been traditionally associated with royalty in many cultures. Purple robes were worn by royalty and people of authority or high rank. The Purple Heart is a U.S. Military decoration given to soldiers wounded in battle.

    Deep or bright purples suggest riches while lighter purples are more romantic and delicate. Use redder purples for a warmer color scheme or the bluer purples to cool down.

    The color terms purple and violet cause confusion for many people: they are used interchangeably by some people in casual conversation. Technically, purple when used as a general term in its most general sense is the name of the color group of many related colors such as violet, red-violet, heliotrope, lavender, mauve, magenta, rose, indigo and lilac.

    Violet is a spectral color of a (approximately 420–380nm) shorter wavelength than blue, while purple is a combination of red and blue light and the shade regarded as electric purple (see below) is one of the three colors on the color wheel (the others being magenta and rose) that are not spectral colors – purple is an extraspectral color, along with magenta and rose. In fact, purple was not present on Newton’s color wheel (which went directly from violet to red), though it is present on modern ones. There is no such thing as the “wavelength of purple light”; it only exists as a combination. Also, violet light varies solely by wavelength, while purple varies by the proportion of red to blue light.

    The actual color of Tyrian purple, the original color purple from which the name purple is derived, is the color of a dye made from a mollusk that, because of its incredible expense (many times more expensive than gold), in classical antiquity became a symbol of royalty because only the very wealthy could afford it. Therefore, Tyrian purple is also called imperial purple.

    Tyrian purple may have been discovered as early as the time of the Minoan civilization. Alexander the Great (when giving imperial audiences as the emperor of the Macedonian Empire), the emperors of the Seleucid Empire, and the kings of Ptolemaic Egypt wore Tyrian purple. The imperial robes of Roman emperors were Tyrian purple trimmed in metallic gold thread. The badge of office of a Roman Senator was a stripe of Tyrian purple on their white toga. Tyrian purple was continued in use by the emperors of the Eastern Roman Empire until its final collapse in 1453.[2]

    One interesting psychophysical feature of the two colors which can be used to separate them is their appearance with increase of light intensity. Violet, as light intensity increases, appears to take on a far more blue hue as a result of what is known as the Bezold-Brücke shift. The same increase in blueness is not noted in purples.
    The shade of violet shown in the color box is halfway between magenta and blue on the color wheel.


  44. avatar
    the dean | 2 July 2007 at 10:22 pm #

    eternity seems like an awful long time to wait for the next episode.

  45. avatar
    Anonymous | 2 July 2007 at 11:27 pm #

    Hi sk, just wanted to say hi and wishing you a beautiful day today. Looking forward to part 3, but will it be a happy ending???? (if it’s ending today that is).
    Take care and love always,

  46. avatar
    Anonymous | 2 July 2007 at 11:56 pm #

    All I needed to see was the title and I started singing. Loved the album it was on, BTW.


  47. avatar
    Thelonious | 3 July 2007 at 12:08 am #

    But those are only hopes and dreams.

  48. avatar
    Anonymous | 3 July 2007 at 12:27 am #

    All Bolan had to do was look to his inner being to find all that ‘stuff’.

    Everyone should have a signature color.

  49. avatar
    Brien Comerford | 3 July 2007 at 12:39 am #

    Plaudits for Jeffrey Cain whose music was integral for the incredibly infectious and entertaining Isidore CD. A great 2004 recording! Accolades for John Kilbey’s contributions too !

  50. avatar
    Anonymous | 3 July 2007 at 12:44 am #

    kittykat…ive called a cab …and am laiden withvinyls,and “special”vegan “brownies{home made}…shall i pick up a bottle of “wirra wirra church block,on the way?…i have too much vinyl,to remember whats in there! xxx

  51. avatar
    Anonymous | 3 July 2007 at 1:23 am #

    At the yawn of dawn
    we all looked around
    the animals goods screaming for the sun..
    Suddenly we saw Yoko there
    she smiled
    she sang out in a steady note
    and all of the howls of the jungle multiplied
    only to be vortexed into her mouth
    she vanished into silence

    and then like a whisper
    “we become naked”
    once again
    the killer notices his fangs have now receded
    along with any necessary thirst for blood
    unknowingly, in his veins flows a chlorophormic tonicum..
    they all gaze around
    eyes starting to glisten bright
    the killer says I can see the life force
    its coming from somewhere..
    Ian curtis looks up begrudgingly
    and walks toward the killer
    he says I want to touch you, but I cant
    the killer revolves around himself,
    he feels his essence
    tailing him
    it needs this body
    bloan is confused
    he knows a change has occured
    he senses a magnetic pull
    tolkien continues to whittle on a plank board
    he thought he would need to ward off the howlers
    he doesnt know if hes gonna need it
    hes still gauging this newfound dimension
    ian curtis hands tolkien four long wires
    and says yu will need this for better and worse
    J.R starts to fasten the strings on this plank
    the killer notices this
    but pretends not to care..

    but he can only pretend to pretend..

    jaime r…

  52. avatar
    CSTCoach | 3 July 2007 at 2:56 am #


    What will become of our hero and his merry band of literary and musical (muse-ical?) fringe dwellers?

    Here’s hoping that Nevets Yeblik and his Merry Band of 8th Dimensioneers come through and return to tell the tale.


  53. avatar
    Anonymous | 3 July 2007 at 3:43 am #

    do it again…want more!!…please Steven!!??

  54. avatar
    Anonymous | 3 July 2007 at 5:02 am #

    Yoko? are you joking, man? never ever. remember that.

  55. avatar
    Anonymous | 3 July 2007 at 5:26 am #

    just got Sigiuente e,in the mail… is beeeeee youteeful….love the …..oh,love everything about it!…,as always,genx xxxxxxxxx

  56. avatar
    Anonymous | 3 July 2007 at 6:27 am #

    p.s. Yoko?”dont mention the Y word”…it strikes dread intothe hearts of all musicians…what a nasty cow she was!!….genx xx

  57. avatar
    Anonymous | 3 July 2007 at 1:48 pm #

    Thus spoke the KING of KINGS

  58. avatar
    nickfiction | 3 July 2007 at 7:34 pm #

    i loved that damn ian curtis/ there’s a movie coming out about ian and JoyD/ i wonder when?

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