posted on September 30, 2008 at 1:36 am

easy to get lost
harder to get found
today is tomorrows yesterday
time is a trick
nobody knows what they or anybody else is thinking
illusory
delusory
an allegory
stuff just happens sometimes
one mans meaning is another mans nonsense
look out for the worms
time, deal me a day
gimme another
lend me a minute then
hey you know me
i’ll fucking pay ya back
(how embarrassing….!)
me…?
no credit…?
but…..
i dont ……
but this three score n ten business….
no margin in it for me
no temperate corridor
no way out
many ways in
a one way night
time wont return my calls
time treats me like fool
time got some much younger friends now
time is so generous to them
and they are so generous with their time
i remember a minute took a week
and youd get a leap year laid on ya
just like that
go in the clock shop
he says no time left here
my stop watch wont stop
my timer is gone all rapido
no no no
this cant be happening
a film of dust
a film of tears
a film of sand n snow
a circus of mad clowns
a baying mob
a glitch in continuity
a gap in the clouds
a monstrous insult
a harrowing hell hound
i look at my face
that cant be me
spring curdles in the air
seven times nine
is it worth your while
it’ll take about halfen hour
meet me by the station
i’ll have plenty on me
you’ll know me by my halo
the weeds are blooming
why are they prettier than the flowers?
i miss italy
i miss carthage
i miss the moon
i’m just some jim-jim
i’m just some surveyor
i’m just about done here
its over
enter return

31 Responses to “return”

  1. avatar
    CAPTAIN BEYOND | 30 September 2008 at 2:40 am #

    still no painkiller here in this house, wassup with that mr. post man…
    Jonny

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    not Don Joe but ML nonetheless | 30 September 2008 at 2:57 am #

    good luck with the corporate gig bud…will be there in spirit if not in american express cash…

    oh yeah, and see you on SBS saturday night. The Steven Bloody Steven channel as they call it…one step away from your own chat show…or maybe a guest spot on the new Top gear, with your wagon in tow…”ah yes, she handles corners beautifully!” he gasps to the admiring crowd…

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    kat | 30 September 2008 at 4:53 am #

    clock shop? if there were any left in town thats where i would work. i never wear a watch. go figure ;] i am trying to defy time. sometimes i can. ha

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    matt davison | 30 September 2008 at 4:55 am #

    Iva tells me they were offered the gig but they have a contract with Diners Club…..He wishes the band well..

    regardless he did say… “that if The Crunch played my obsession” they would concider a combined gig @ the ARIAS next year…word has it Icehouse will be inducted.

    Good Nite Mr Matthews

    have a splended one, the church

    Matt D

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    cita | 30 September 2008 at 5:39 am #

    Yoga plays with my sense of time. Always a good subject to write about. Already yesterday is a tune that always gets me wondering. Time so often is a tangled mess in our lives.. yoga is the one thread that helps to even me out.

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    Mr. Argent | 30 September 2008 at 7:17 am #

    I knew I could trust you when you said the night is very soft. btw, the halo looks extra groovy nella nebbia.

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    captain mission | 30 September 2008 at 7:22 am #

    hey druid.
    there’s a certain poetic justice in the universe, a certain kind of symmetry. the fact today is officially the ‘end of capitalism’ and AMEX (a rather big capitalist institution) is about to witness truth beauty and the magick that is The Church.

    make sure your cheques are cashed, these people take no prisoners and they charge 30%.

    have a fantastic evening and enjoy the gold afternoon fix.

  8. avatar
    matt davison | 30 September 2008 at 7:24 am #

    I am going for gold here…

    I am grumpy and peev’d off that the band are doing this tonight…………….

    After everything now this!!!

    there!!! I said it.

  9. avatar
    Anonymous | 30 September 2008 at 7:38 am #

    Time. It just won’t leave you alone, will it?

  10. avatar
    Anonymous | 30 September 2008 at 10:13 am #

    Just got my copy of painkiller and playing it as I type…sounding brilliant as expected and cover work is fantastic…

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    Hellbound Heart | 30 September 2008 at 10:20 am #

    knock all of the corporate types dead, steve, show them that there’s more to life than plastic cards and interest rates…
    time is something i wish i had more of, matey, y’know busy busy busy…
    love always…

  12. avatar
    Anonymous | 30 September 2008 at 11:01 am #

    Ian Hunter will play private gigs |(birthdays, functions) for $30,000 US.
    Hope you’re pocketing something similar, Steven.

  13. avatar
    Anonymous | 30 September 2008 at 11:54 am #

    It’s a bit worthy-but-dull on ere without the waggery, innit? Only B.Bon chuckin insults to try n cause a ruck? Ah, come on, guys, lets get it going here!

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    lily was here | 30 September 2008 at 12:04 pm #

    Blitz the gig, throw down all the free Moet, take the money and run. Book a romantic dinner with nk.
    You & the boys are worth so much more than this, thats all im gonna say. Give'me all you got. Strange 'n exciting days ahead. xox

    ps good one Captain! 🙂

  15. avatar
    Anonymous | 30 September 2008 at 12:23 pm #

    does this mean you’re timeless

    r.

  16. avatar
    Anonymous | 30 September 2008 at 12:24 pm #

    At least you avoided ‘…falls wanking to the floor’!

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    don joe | 30 September 2008 at 1:04 pm #

    Yesserdaze r passed two-morrows… PK arrives, blissfully sublime, externally harrowing. Some angst n grief n pent up years of being fobbed off released in the process. I get why your focus is with this, more so than the chruch. This is you, TTB, the one we read from day in day, your life, our dream, yes. it has realness that we don’t have, and back the same way from us to you. Your niche carved through extolation of time wasted [sic], time well spent, time rehashed. It is your time (with double definition included), do what you want with it. I know I haven’t wasted any of it, and hope I have embellished it with what I have done in efforts to support. Keep killing time with what you do…as another sage said: “Time is imaginary”
    ….I also see my pseudonym has taken on a life of it’s own…go far my child, “sprout wild wings and fly…” Just keep it in copyright bud.

    ML,
    don joe

  18. avatar
    eek | 30 September 2008 at 1:19 pm #

    i look at my face
    that cant be me

    Ain’t that the truth? Sometimes when I look in the mirror I think “wow, the light is really harsh in here.” Haha! Damn. 🙁

  19. avatar
    restaurant mark | 30 September 2008 at 1:28 pm #

    good one today sir…
    time wears a smile…always happy to slip away

    take care everyone
    mark

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    lily was here | 30 September 2008 at 2:23 pm #

    Beautifully said Don Joe

    Yeah, i feel like that too Eek. Vampires have it made; eternal life, sleep all day, party at night.. and no reflections
    😀

    You gotta admire weeds sk. “They master every survival skill except learning to grow in rows”

  21. avatar
    Altres | 30 September 2008 at 2:25 pm #

    Every year I have an album that seems to define autumn for me. This year it is Painkiller. The cover speaks to me of greens turning to browns through a range of fire reds and cinnamon ochre. The image of Steve himself looks like a sage living through autumn with passion, vision and insight.

    The album itself has that passion, vision and insight hard-wired into its very structure. Steve does “not go gentle into that good night”, and as a complete reflection of Thomas’s words, this album rages with force “against the dying of the light”. It is as unique sounding an album as I have heard since Forget Yourself, but much more focused, self contained and directional. In the last week it has been announced that there has been a dark flow detected beyond the limits of our observable universe. I think this album may be the sound of that flow.

    “Outbound” sets the stage for the departure into the forgotten and future land. It is urgent and fractured, self-referential and implosive, resigned and dignified. What a way to start the day.

    “Wolfe” is a glam/prog 2 minute classic. It manages to shaft sunlight through the dusk, and as a good friend said to me the other day, “Kilbey still knows how to do the golden Heyday stuff”. I knew what he meant; I can hear shining strains of Judgement Day streaming through from another age. The mellotron never sounded so catchy.

    “Celestial” is the best song on this album, it is quite simply stunning and perfect in shape and colour. Again, the mellotron perfectly captures all the spaces. I fell in love with this song first listen and it feels now I’ve listened to it for centuries. The production here is quite stunning and the whispers along the edges draw me deeper into every time. Sounds like Fauna Gena from Tangerine Dream’s Atem as a song.

    “Crystalline Rush” swiftly and gracefully soars with shards of light emanating from each facet and jag of every waveform. It’s superb and every bit as beautiful and wonderful as you can imagine a crystalline rush being.

    “Song for the Masking”: Glitchy, juddering and darkly romantic. First track to seriously express the last lighthouse before the endless sea in musical terms and describe it. Looks like the journeys beginning.

    “File Under Travel”: Twelve minutes into the endless sea. The movement here is both circular and vectored. First rate and cycled rhythmic space rock in two parts. Ultima Thule for the post Radiohead generation.

    “Look Homeward Angel”: First contact in heaven. Possibly, it’s the amazing sight of life, as viewed from across the other side of the gaping abyss. A blinding rediscovery and remembrance of what it’s all about anyway. I live for songs like this.

    “Oenone” – Killer riff, Killa drift. I was walking through a shopping centre last week listening to this on my I pod. At the point when the first “Oenone” is sung a few children all fell over at once in front of me. Sort of like a miniature version of the cutting off of the Ring from the Dark Lord Sauron at the start of Fellowship of the Ring. Completely took my breath away; as does this song. In heaven, this song is currently number one in the Angel of Healing charts, and Paris is delighted.

    “Spirit in Flames” – Imagine Sly, Robbie and Scientist working together for the first time on a Steve Kilbey song. It works too. Great juddering beat and sea-shanty type chorus. It sounds like evidence of another aspect of heaven, only with a higher temperature.

    “Forever lasts For Nothing” – This is a simple little song about everything. Maybe we get used to heaven too? I really love this track and am going to work out the chords this weekend and bore all my friends with it for months.

    “Not What You Say” – Words alone cannot bring justice to this. You’ll really just have to hear it. I could rattle on like an idiot for ages about all it brings to me but it would be bound to bring something completely different to you. It is seriously heading off into an infinite oblivion and exactly the sort of music I not only love but strive to create myself. If only it sounded this good.

    As people here may have gathered, I absolutely love Steve Kilbey’s music and art. Over the years it has delivered to me so much access to emotion, vibrancy, experience and life’s reasons for being that I would really find it difficult to choose “favourites”. However, this album is the one I would most happily kiss him on the ruby lips for writing, performing, recording and releasing. Thank you Steve Kilbey.

    Brian

  22. avatar
    Anonymous | 30 September 2008 at 4:06 pm #

    Put more fucken swearing in it!

  23. avatar
    John | 30 September 2008 at 5:06 pm #

    I’ve always wanted to use Good People with Bad Credit as a band name.

    John Garratt

  24. avatar
    jax | 30 September 2008 at 5:59 pm #

    Killer, you should play Blood Money tonight.. seems appropriate..

  25. avatar
    heather | 30 September 2008 at 6:09 pm #

    Wow Brian; great review.

    Now speaking of admiring the killer’s work, it’s 3:30am in a torpid darwin night; I switch the aircon on in my bedroom, try to read under the overhead fan, can’t; and look up to the wall where my framed Vishnu in Bondi print is…..and I just can’t stop looking at it! I love this painting!…it’s so compelling and seductive and meditative and intriguing…that skin, those lips, that smile (it beats the mona lisa’s which I’ve seen in situ), those clouds, those roped flamed tresses, the red brick bondi flats, her/his little nostrils, …just wonderful

    thanks Mr Kilbey; and Eek

    what a lovely treasure.

    xxkittykat

  26. avatar
    verdelay | 30 September 2008 at 8:33 pm #

    Prettier than the Flowers? Impossible!

    Recently I was in St. Petersburg (weren’t we all?). One afternoon in a little cafe on Kazanskya Ulitsa I wrote a story about a watchmaker who was mistaken for a magician by a little girl.

    It’s on the next album.

    But I digress…

  27. avatar
    Anonymous | 30 September 2008 at 10:49 pm #

    it’s Not what you say
    it’s what you do

  28. avatar
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  29. avatar
    steve kilbey | 1 October 2008 at 2:13 am #

    kitty
    vishnu is definitely a he!!!
    x
    steve

  30. avatar
    lily was here | 1 October 2008 at 7:00 am #

    Ah, i knew Vishnu was a man but I always wondered if you purposely painted him feminine. Like Trypitaka (sp?) in “Monkey”. BTW it was sad to read that the beautiful actress who played him died from leukaemia at 27.

    xxx

  31. avatar
    sergezéni | 6 October 2008 at 9:13 pm #

    The hellhound was much more pitiful than arrowing…
    The clowns are probably still clowning and remain as mad as they were… Trying to make gaps in the clouds was an anormous waste of time of energy… The insult went back to the author and sent him straight into hell instead of into paradise…

    A perfect place for insomnia and nausea, I reckon.


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