posted on December 22, 2007 at 1:36 am

how strange the life
of itinerant musician
and wandering knucklehead
flew a bumpy scary flight into ad a layed
my hotel room is eternal twilight
no day no night
just greyness
theb town hall
no reviews?
no one seems to review us much anywhere anymore
i thought we were pretty damned good
slick professonal in time in tune
there am i yoga lunging and all
playing my stupid heart out
yeah ok says the crowd
thats good…!
cab hotel
i hadnt eaten all day
cept for some bircher muesli on bondi beach at 9 am
that seemed a million years ago
i tucked into smiths crisps and chocky bars(some vegan, huh?)
i washed it all down with swigs outta my gallon bottle of apricot necktar
jesus if that dont give ya an acid stomach nothing will
woke up next day its dark
well its always dark in this mercure hotel
coz it must fold round open itself
all the windows face ventilation chutes
anyway i force window open
look up chute
the mother of all storms mother
is roaming the adelaidian sky
thunder n lightning
buckets of rainy rain
do yoga and qi gong long session
eat morose n lonely lunch breakfast dinner
in mercures foyer
watching people dash thru the rain
pk comes in wet
he found some absinthe drops at ads happy high shop
and yes they were stinky and potent
we drive to aeroport
plane delayed fer hours n hours
the airports usual free internet
and its usual free air conditioning
were not happening
i sat and sweltered
avoiding the other members and crew
who were sitting round talking loudly
finally boarded
some divinyls on plane
chrissy up front in biz
charlie and bass and keys and other charlie
sitting up back near us
their keyboard player walks past me
gimme a c i say
he stops
whats that give you my seat?
no i say gimme a c
a sea hes saying
thinking this olde hippies flipped his gumbo
no a c i say
still he looks puzzled as he walks off to his seat
then he turns around
oh … a c i get it…(nervous laugh)
the flight scared me quite a bit at first
and i was too worked up to sleep
people talk to me
i agree to anything
im so miserable up there
at last we land in purf
the most isolated city on earf
sniffy dogs walking up to me
im avoiding em like crazy
as i dont want them to discover my musicians cigarettes
ben cousens the star footy player appears to get his luggage
the media swamp him
hes the guy had the 7 day straight binge on coke
and then collapsed into the arms of his female companion
holy hell
whyd he do it?
cos it felt good i guess
anyway hes been in more rehabs than that guy in revolving velvet
hes also the best player in the west
so go figger
theyre scared that people will decide
that rec drug use and sport can co-exist
eg couso and the other guy from syd
both # 1
and both done more rec drugs
than you had hot dinners
cousens jumps into a 4 wheel drive driven by
you guessed it
a female companion
and theyre both on the mobiles immediately
as they zoom off to get on
one of our crew watches them sadly
we shoulda got some numbers off him he sighs
the next bit is quite surreal
we get invited to a party at mark m from the divs
we drive for a while outta perth
we come to huge tudor mansion
like something outta the avengers
swimming pool
tennis courts
arabian horses
you name it
his mrs is a famed fashion mogul
apparently doing well at the mo
theres catering
and a screen showing old movies
while a pa pumps out hits past n present
their garden goes on forever into the forest or whatevers
out there in the darkness
i sit on a swing chair
chrissy sits between me and pk
shes pretty interested in the church
and she asks us strange questions
(do we love each other?)(nope!)
shes very gracious and kind
i like her actually
she pays me compliment after compliment
and you know
let me tell ya
its just as hard to take as insults
in that i try to deflect them
when i tell chrissy shes an icon
cos her ms announcement
was on front page all aust newspapers
she says how did they spell chrissy?
ie or y ? she demands
turns out it sposed to be y
we hang about a bit
i talk to most of the divs
mark is a strange cat
youre doing alright olde son i say
and clap him round the shoulders
not really he shrugs
you should fuckin’ come n ‘ave a look at my place then
i laugh and stride off into the darkness
im designated driver and the car is bogged in soft sand
takes a while n added help to unbogg it
nice slow cruise back into perth
this morning the weather is like a stockholm summer day
cool and overcast and soft somehow
we play at 630
im not happy
its too early
the sun will be up
i didnt sign up for that
what choice do i flipping well have
oh well
and only 45 minutes
instead of our hour
guess we’re not so special as guests after all
sorry if anyone in perth has forked outta loada dough
to see us
in these conditions
never mind
i’ll make the most of it anyhow
thats it
more 2 morro

24 Responses to “purf”

  1. avatar
    Altres | 22 December 2007 at 2:30 am #

    Paths are only there to leave footprints behind. I’m only posting just now because I’m stoned and wanted to say hello and for you and yours to have a wonderful christmas. πŸ˜€

    Loads of love to you all,


  2. avatar
    Jason | 22 December 2007 at 2:33 am #


    you sound sad olde bean-a-rino.

    is ye olde rock und role really that badde?

    i’m sendin’ positive vibes out across the universe.

    chin up kilbo!


  3. avatar
    Altres | 22 December 2007 at 2:35 am #

    Oh, and it’s snowing here too, but luckily, Unearthed sounds like a winter landscape to this head just now. Thanks.


  4. avatar
    Melby Symon | 22 December 2007 at 2:41 am #

    Hang in there Steve…only the wild west gig and then back to the family..home.. sydney..familiarity for a little while.

    Isn’t flying a fucking weird thing. I actually love the concept of planes and flying…those laws of phsyics being broken amazes me.

    It’s just the concept of being so high in a metal tube that scares the living daylights outta me, so I know and empathise with how you feel.

    You know and we know that you are the world’s best “special guests”. Yourself and the Church richly deserve top billing and I’m sure that 2008 and beyond will be a ray nay sonce beyond all measure.

  5. avatar
    veleska1970 | 22 December 2007 at 2:44 am #

    hello, we missed you. well, have a good show tonight. you’ll bring the house down!!!

    lotza love….

  6. avatar
    Matt | 22 December 2007 at 2:53 am #

    Hey, welcome back Steve.
    Thought you might have got lost over the desert (or dessert??) somewhere . . .
    And remember that 45 mins of The Church is better than three hours of most other bands out there.
    Stay cool.

  7. avatar
    matt davison | 22 December 2007 at 3:55 am #

    Year 2007 drawing to a close

    2 0 0 8



    Kicks off Jan 08, sk live in Zooland.

    p a i n K i l la

    Ceerchie alby (unofficial)

    Its gonna be big my friends!!

    NB*10 :30 pm is too early for the church….

    safe travels back to sidnee limbo..

    “happy holidays”


  8. avatar
    Brien Comerford | 22 December 2007 at 5:00 am #

    2008 must be the Aria year for “The Church”. If there’s 2 live songs “sealine”, “numbers” or “ripple” would me a great intro prior to UTMW. Enlightened commentors know “The Church” are the best. But if Australian reviewers are ignoring their concerts; then- perform at the Arias and easily prove to the unenlightened that they are the best dreamy and psychedelic band in the land.

    I admit I have a weakness for the UKs Howard Jones-He’s a Buddhist Veg. I saw him last year and a mere 150 people appeared in Chicago to see him. The guy sold millions of records. NONE of his good ones sold at all. I hated his commercial songs(but his last three CDs are fine).

    As we approach 2008 we live in the worse musical era ever. Rap, Hip-Hop, Country, and female pop and boy pop bands are ruling the Charts. Monkeys are smarter than humans!! Sadly humans are massacring the great apes into oblivion. Now we have to endure Happy Holidays to celebrate the human race? I luv God, my parents, sisters and a handful of friends but the reality of a Turkey genocide(bird on the dinner platter) to celebrate “God’s” b-day is grounds to seek elation via massive sedation.

  9. avatar
    Anakki Mayhem | 22 December 2007 at 5:31 am #

    I always find travelling west depressing – it’s like heading into a setting sun, an ending… tomorrow u go east – uplifting & enervating as u face the promise of new beginnings! Kick arse as u will anyway!

  10. avatar
    melissa | 22 December 2007 at 6:07 am #

    Hey SK! Hope you guys have a great time in good ol’ Perf.. looking forward to hearing about the show tonight πŸ™‚

    Gave my Perth pal a buzz just now to let her now the Church will be on at 6.30 (thanks!) and she’s excited as you have a 45 min set (she thought only thought 30min!!) So there’s one fan happy to fork out $$ for the privilage of seeing the bestest band in the world πŸ™‚

    ‘playing my stupid heart out’

    don’t worry, there are plenty of people here that love and appreciate you for doing exactly that.

    Safe travels back home too


  11. avatar
    davem | 22 December 2007 at 7:44 am #

    I hope the tour’s paying well SK. Support slots don’t suit The Chrunchies, not enough time to truly weave your magic and transport the audience. Here’s to 2008 and a great time for you!
    Love to all.
    BTW Brian – send some snow down to England??

  12. avatar
    CAPTAIN BEYOND | 22 December 2007 at 7:47 am #

    have ‘a’ safe trip…

  13. avatar
    nickfiction | 22 December 2007 at 8:16 am #

    I have a difficult time seeing you as openers for the divinyls. I’d say here in the states they are ( sort of ) remembered for that silly touching theirself song. But I’d dare say, if you spun the dial you’d be more likely to hear ” milky way ” than touching ones self. I recall seeing them play with ” the Cult ” when i was a young 17 yr old . It could be argued that we church-ites are elitist snobs, but their legacy is weak…….

  14. avatar
    linjo | 22 December 2007 at 8:31 am #

    No wonder you feel like a ‘friend’ to many who will never meet you Steve. So candid about your thoughts and ego.


  15. avatar
    fantasticandy | 22 December 2007 at 10:09 am #

    i don’t really have anything relevant or witty to say today.
    in fact i’m only here…. let you know i’m here.
    it’s just..
    you always seem so down when your’e
    and i feel for ya.
    thanks for letting us in man.
    i do wonder sometimes why you let us get SO close…..
    but i’m glad you do.
    take care, and a safe flight home.
    andy L.

  16. avatar
    Ethereal Butterfly | 22 December 2007 at 10:14 am #

    You & Chrissy have some common ground – Aussie Icons, and both very adept at the art of deflection – you; deflection of compliments and she; avoidance of discussing the reason for her making the front pages –her MS. Musical differences aside, your supporting each other is very special in the OZ musical landscape in my view . Aussie mateship is a rare cultural phenomenon, a positive energy which should attract more positive. Your life-writing blogs are so engaging – so honest, emotive and detached almost at the same time – such a privilege to be able to view the adventures – the ups and downs of your life, ‘Every-man’, from the side- lines. Just wish you could have done a third concert in Melb!

  17. avatar
    vedantic dreams | 22 December 2007 at 12:10 pm #

    Oh Sk,
    what can I say
    the blues is the blues
    I believe in love
    it may be an elusive lil creature
    and shit dont we feel disappointed when its seems like such a gimmick to those who need the most faith in it, but yeah thats how it is and fuck it..
    there are days for the blues and that how it is…
    fuck me if it gotta make sense.. it dont and assholes that should know better dont..
    and Im about tired of givin the benefit of the snout..
    but thats all imma give
    and fuck em if they cant see the real…
    even the most solemn of compliments will lack silence of the truth..and thats that…. thats…. the fucking mofucxin blues and I dont know whether to shit or vomit.. but its godda happen again, in someway, the song of tomoorrow.. where the flowers say fuck just as loudly.. hell I dont even know if this is gonna type, shits probably gonna let me down, maybe thats the laugh. somedays, but yeah sometimes its gonna smell like shit and vomit. just keep it on up and fuck the dumb shit… keep it real,, yeah its 6:00a.m and someone really doesnt know how to give a shit, not me tho… maybe the fool inside me that does…..
    I trust that yall do..
    Salutations to the dawn…. Im going the fuck outside to sing to my dogs.. love and peace and soul…..jaime r……….Om tat sat om… yu mofos that dont see it slapping upside that lil pea inside your pod…its all I care to speak upon and all i hear is…………………………………………………………………….

  18. avatar
    vedantic dreams | 22 December 2007 at 12:22 pm #

    my dog whimpering in its sleep.. will there ever be peace?……….

  19. avatar
    Brien Comerford | 22 December 2007 at 5:32 pm #

    What’s wrong with the musical world.

    The Church released the infectious and perfect song “Easy” as a single. Such a gem should dominate time on western radio stations. It’s like a wondrous Lennon/McCartney tune. Like Hello Goodbye but even better.

    A few years ago they released the brilliant “Numbers” as a single. Another wonderful song that would be appreciated by millions if they had a chance to hear it.

    I KNOW for sure how brilliant and refined The Church are. I have not played a Radiohead CD since becoming a Church FANATIC. Radiohead used to be in my CD player a few times a week.

    The Church are paragons of taste and decency and they give it their best even amid adversity. Keep up the faith because their music’s greatness cannot be denied.

    I do like it when critics tell readers that if they appreciate Pink Floyd and the Byrds-check out The Church.

  20. avatar
    veleska1970 | 22 December 2007 at 6:43 pm #

    “The Church released the infectious and perfect song “Easy” as a single. Such a gem should dominate time on western radio stations.”
    here, here, brien~~i agree wholeheartedly!!!

  21. avatar
    Sunshine | 22 December 2007 at 7:47 pm #

    You had me at “gimme me a c!” Too funny, SK. Too bad that the keys guy didn’t get it at first.

    RE: the guy w/ the nice digs who threw the party:
    That always seems to be the way, doesn’t it? When someone has it going so well, they can’t be bothered take a moment to realize how good they have it, rather than brooding about it not being enough. There must always be trouble in paradise, eh? Better to stay out of it w/ the rest of us plebes, says I.

    Sad, also, that Chrissy didn’t seem to appreciate her unique position more than the spelling of her name. What’s in a name, anyway?


  22. avatar
    restaurant mark | 22 December 2007 at 7:56 pm #

    45 minutes isn’t nearly enough time to do your thing…but at this point i’d be quite happy to see ya play for 45…hell, 30 would be good!

    take care

  23. avatar
    isolde | 23 December 2007 at 12:40 am #

    would you really want to live off the proceeds of expensive fru fru frockage tho?

    thanks for the mental picture of the three of you on the swing seat that was priceless

    hope the show went all right and the trip back not too horribly long or ear popping

    looking forward to the gold coast

  24. avatar
    eek | 23 December 2007 at 12:56 pm #

    she pays me compliment after compliment
    and you know
    let me tell ya
    its just as hard to take as insults
    in that i try to deflect them

    It seems as if Chrissy did that also when you told her she was an icon and Mark M. did it when you commented about his place. It’s often tough to know just how to take a compliment without feeling you seem smug.

    …and on the subject of compliments and taking them gracefully… you Steve, seem to be a master at deflecting many compliments. I really do think your lack of comfort in being able to graciously accept compliments is a big part of why your almost knee-jerk reaction to a Hall of Fame nomination or that Great Australian Albums spot is “no I don’t want it.” No matter how you dress those things up, they are at the core compliments. Compliments you deserve, but find difficult to accept. Yes, you can always come up with other reasons for not doing these things — many times valid reasons — and only you know what you can and cannot stomach, but I ask you please, the next time you are offered something similar to consider whether your discomfort with accepting compliments is a major part in turning it down.

    I’d love you to be willing to say “Hell yeah we deserve to be in the Hall of Fame!” (even if there isn’t a physical building and is given out by the despised industry execs who want you to play UTMW and TUM — original version) and “Hell yeah, of course “Starfish” (or most any of your albums really) is a great Australian album. It’s a damned fine album, period!” You do that type of thing here on your blog and sometimes at gigs, but when it comes to a wider audience you seem reticent. I’d like you to have the confidence to accept compliments you deserve.

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