posted on July 20, 2009 at 7:27 pm

rip em n blues
klingande klangande melodi
rock and a hard plaice
fire from earths core
nothing no-one can touch me now
i laughing
i fall on the floor and i laughing
i laugh at my dee tractors
i laugh at the squares
i laugh at the jealous whingeing whining carping pricks
who cannot be me…
i’m sorry this position is filled
only room for one renaissance man on this plane, tosh
i sacrifice this guitar to poseidon
i dedicate this life to magic to music to rock
i got the tunes
i got the words
i got the stupid and good moves
i’m a joke
i’m a joker
and i’m not joking
you know i’m so special
is that why the proletariat cannot dig my groovy trick?
i do things right
i do things wrong
i do things my way
and some days i dont care
about anyones opinion
worship me
revile me
ignore me
i cant feel a thing…
this is my fucking page
i do what i like
and im a big headed pig headed fool
no kind or harsh words have EVER swayed me from my appointed rounds
i deliver
all those fucking songs
98% of em excellent beyond all known mortal constraints
you know its true
or why turn up here to read this…?
(oooh i’m 19 on the charts…IN THE WHOLE WORLD!!!!)
you either love me or you hate me
and if you love me youre smart
and if you hate me its cos youre a squirming jealous thwarted lump
thats right
read it and weep
you cant erase my words
my music my images my words my mojo
will live on n on
after our individual deaths
my lovely daughters
my lovely calves
my lovely seizure
my lovely olde age
my lovely lovely lovely face
like a king from the olden daze
you know it
a rock-king
with a fender bass as his staff
with six beautiiful women as his familiars
with his freckles like the spots of some mangey cat
my fingers forgotten more than most peoples brains
my fingers pumping out bass bliss for 40 years
my velvety throat crooning those bestest words in the universe
the worlds forgotten geezer
a diamond mind
christ if i not a genius then who is?
im waiting for yer reply
come on
send me yer bile
i turn it back into music
and i become even more entrenched
oh come let you a-door me
or bugger off
if youre rich send me money
if youre poor send me good vibes
if you cant have a laugh at me with me
the jokes on you
i’m the first to say
kilbey is the worst
i’m the first to say
kilbey is the best
embrace my paradox
you cant ever insult or compliment me
more than i already done
i churn out masterpieces
like other people write shopping lists
there goes another one…
look out
you might miss it
cmon on and love me
dont resist it
the saint who is no saint
white hippy moses
the mangey panther
lo i write my own mythology
and it all comes true
look at me
i’m fifty nearly five ha ha ha
show biz
the ATO…come n get me baby dead or alive
i escaped from new york
i never eat pork
i sing deeper than tommy yawk
i paint better than blind boy grunt
i speak better than marcel marceau
i liver than you’ll ever be
you’ll never know
here i am in my own little world
come in please and make yerself at home
dont stab me in the back cos its rude
and its cowardly
be one of us
accept me into your life
listen to songs i wrote 30 years ago
theyre still good
you got 2 choices
enjoy it
a very wise man once said
an enemy always equals an adorer
and you know
i tend to agree
but i tell you
i love my people
i love my family
i love my fiendss
i will not tolerate disrespect
my people know where they stand with me
me…mr arrogant everyman
naturally aristocratic tho my origins are humble cockney
very ‘umble, squire..ha ha ha
i got the kinder looks you cant buy
look i stand on stage
lo and behold childe
i make that fucking guitar squeal like a bitch
i got no rules
i got no regulations
i travel all over this world
i travel thru time in my mind
i believe in rocknroll
and if you believe in me and my rocknroll
i swear i will not let thee down
my honesty is my mystery
come in
and i will wash your dusty feet
come in
i accept the disenfranchised
i accept the freaks
i accept the vandals and the goths
and i accept
the strangely beautiful and the familiar ugly
i want your hearts and minds
trust me
i’m a rocknroll doctor
i need to make a small incision in your anonymous skull
and just…
oh dear
well i told ya so…
jealousy is a cursive script
and your pathetic envy needs to be drained
before you expire in a puddle of blob
i’m a almost vegan
i’m a almost with you
hey there using my song in another big tv show
dont it make ya sick….?
are you for me…or agin me….?
if you for me i will protect you in song
i will give you the ten thousand me’s i got up my steve
ha ha
this mere blog
this imbecilic rant
is still bigger n better
than what your average crowda people will write in a life time….
im a hundred monkeys with a hundred typewriters
n lo
i’m banging out shakespeare
i’m banging out steve kilbey
and the critics are wearing out their thesauruses
looking for superlatives for what i do
why resist me?
why stay around and not give in…
put yerself in my hands
put yerselves in my shoes
put yerselves in my picture
i’m saint steven the martyr
martyred by philistines
crucified in fucking space
i licked smack
i licked dehydration
i licked soy ice creams
i licked postage stamps
n i got you licked any old day
ha ha
you know its true
i got the good genes
i got the music in me
i still a contender but no one steps into the ring
the ring of fire
cos i burn and i return
i croon n the women swoon to my tune
i aint descended from no baboon
i play bass with my angular face
i paint like the ex-communicated saint that i aint
i been rocking 40 years no fears many tears
no one suede me
no one changes me
no one out trumps me but god and time
i know what i do is good
lord i aint really a fool
but if i am
why read a fools words…
only a fool would do that
my people know i give em what i can
i was shy for a while…oh miles ago
but now
fuck it
fuck em
fuck you
you not gonna get this anywhere else
i love my people and they do know it
it shows in the love i pour into my music
i dont condescend
i dont serve up any old rubbish
my songs are viruses infecting your brain
and they live on n on
growing stronger n stranger n bigger n better
you betcha!
and i tell ya who listens to my stuff
masters of martial arts
archi-friggin tecks
soldier boys
grey nurses
the void hears me howl
my people n i locked in our loop
all of us in this together
some heal
some teach
some litigate
some account
some ponder
some cogitate
i sing
i sing these songs cos no one else could
i am the thinking mans song
those captains of industry
those university trained boffins and big wigs
marine biologists swim in my sea of songs
linguists smile n wonder at my wordplay
musicologists appreciate my uses of harmony n dissonance
novices cannot fathom my productivity
my enemies…none will show their faces..
come forwards if you dare
they grumble n send me little hits below the belt
but i learnt from my hero harry houdini
my fucking stomach is flexed n ready for yer weak little punches
metaphoric or otherwise
or come n find me
i live on an island
where i have tamed the elementals
i am broke but never really broken
oh how my people will rejoice when i am crowned
oh how my snivelling anonymous d-tractors will weep
gnash their dentures
and wail in sorrow
when i ascend into my waiting nirvana
ha ha ha
i never run out of words
i hard wired into pure creativity
i got the discipline
i got the stamina
i got the mojo rising
genius is pain
i’m in agony
and you
you either love me
or you remain here
a hypocritic oaf
an anonymouse rat
a flea
a fly
a nothing
i faced death in aeroplanes and needles and diseases and cars
i been electrocuted
i been run over
i been addicted
i been punched in the head
i seen my beautiful daughters pulled
outta their conscious mothers stomachs crying
and none of us flinched
i aint dismayed by any jive you can come up with
i giggle at the prating of the philistines
water off this (man) drakes back
i’m a man, cant you see what i am
tough and tender
daring to make mistakes
not hiding in some dirty dark hole
firing shots at his betters
cowardly custard…i know who you are…
wormtongued insect
presumptuous nothing
worthless insignificant blot

the pic was taken by my friend jemal wade
the rant was inspired by some rude anonymous comments
i defy all your preconceptions
i will never be who you want me to be
and yet still i ask
and still you do not answer
why do you read me
if you do not love me?
ha ha

53 Responses to “rocknrollnrant”

  1. avatar
    Ellen | 20 July 2009 at 9:31 pm #

    As my dearly departed dad used to tell me when I was over-the-top piping mad:


    Easier said than done, though.

    Steve, you got my vote for rock-n-roll maestro.

  2. avatar
    the dean | 20 July 2009 at 9:40 pm #

    that the love of many doesn't outweigh the distain of one is a paradox.

  3. avatar
    poopyfuture | 20 July 2009 at 9:53 pm #

    We love you in the mitten!

    The entire bottom half of the state of Michigan here in the good and the old US of A.

  4. avatar
    Anonymous | 20 July 2009 at 10:26 pm #

    SK09 –

    you lost yer mind somewhere along the way (but not yer soul)as such, yer blog is of interest;

    when you bite the hand that gives you yer own personal fix, yer blog more interesting. yer putting everyone on. yer punching at your own bubble.

    add MWP, koppes, and ploog, and yeah, man, we love yer work. all about the muse-ic, man. great things w/ the instruments. as to the person, will leave that to your wife, yer kids, yer bandmates, and and yer biographer.

    Cayce would say, careful w/ the karma, man. chill out w/ your jab and punch. you may come back as a deafman, who squeaks like a mouse, who eats huge beefy meals, and too timid and ugly to reproduce.

    we'll take yer shit as you dish it out. and vice versa. boomerang karma.

    when you find yer feet and get yer rest, time to get back to biz and produce the mother double-decker record. mother, mother, i'll buy it and spend my money on yer stuff.

    Ah, ah.

    Wilfred Paradise

  5. avatar
    princey | 20 July 2009 at 10:51 pm #

    Oh boy, he must have written something really disturbing to get a reaction like this.
    Please take the subtle hint to F**K OFF this time anonymous malaka(ie wanker)!!!

    Keep doing what you do sk, we grok-ers love it:)))
    Love Amanda

  6. avatar
    Jason Moad | 20 July 2009 at 11:00 pm #

    And to think, Robert Dean Lurie disparaged your ability to rap in his book… I've always been quite fond of "Lost My Touch".

  7. avatar
    frank | 20 July 2009 at 11:16 pm #

    Hey didn't Lou Reed invent Rap? Walk on the wild side?

    I for one am amazed at how you channel the lyrics, the songs, the melodies.

    My brain never shuts up either but I can't put it all together like Kilbey. You are one of a kind.

  8. avatar
    A.M. | 20 July 2009 at 11:17 pm #

    I used to live in the Mitten, Poopy, and I quite agree–MI loves The Church.

    Love your fiery blog today. This in particular made me laugh:
    lo and behold childe
    i make that fucking guitar squeal like a bitch

    I can see Vince from The Mighty Bush saying those lines. You could be writing a fantastic Rock comedy, m'dear 'umble squire.

  9. avatar
    frank | 20 July 2009 at 11:22 pm #

    For AndMoreAgain,

    Did you get the info Bob Welsh?
    the albums were:
    Bare Tress
    Mystery To me

    Went to see them live and imagine my dismay when frickin' Stevie Nicks comes out instead of Bob Welsh and the other great guitar player they had in the bad.

    What is the nexr Church album I should get??? Forget Yourself or Re-Formation any hints?

  10. avatar
    Cee | 20 July 2009 at 11:28 pm #

    He's a real nowhere man, Esteban. Wish him into the corn field!

  11. avatar
    frank | 20 July 2009 at 11:35 pm #

    I just thought of an interesting analogy:

    Under the Milky Way Tonight is to The Church what Whiter Shade of Pale is to Procal Harum.

    Some songs are channeled from some other place. A famous and someday to be more famous rock n' roller once said "I'm Just a Antenna, I'm Just a Wire".

    You can tell me I'm full of shit if you want Steve but it was a thought.

  12. avatar
    Brien Comerford | 20 July 2009 at 11:45 pm #

    Compelling Blog Today by SK. My newest list of inviolably flawless Kilbey=Church masterpieces.

    1) Forget Yourself/Beside Yourself
    2) After Everything Now This
    3) Hologram of Baal
    4) Untitled # 23
    5) Painkiller
    6) El Momento Siguiente

    The above marvels vindicate, ratify, reinforce and affirm the paramount brilliance of STEVEN JOHN Kilbey (A ruggedly built vegan). He's manic nirvana incarnate with a dreamy and resonant voice. Hi Ho Silver Lining !

  13. avatar
    M E M | 21 July 2009 at 12:23 am #

    …has the band considered
    "box of birds 2" another
    cover album? i think that
    would be interesting…

    …and re: this discord, sk
    remember, what people
    criticize in others tends
    to be what they dislike
    most about themselves…

    …as a wise guru once said,
    forgive them they know not
    what they do…


  14. avatar
    Kent | 21 July 2009 at 12:52 am #

    Wow! That was an inner-organic-cosmic-orgasmic release of pent up emotion-frustration-passion-energetic energy ..pulsating..pumping..puking..pounding..propigating..pushing..but..not pompous…the funny lil thing throughout sk's rant…was he's pretty close to right…there are NO other bands making this kind of music..what is this kind of music..I don't know…but very tasty..aged to perfection..ripe and so ready to burst upon an unknowing…ill-prepared people. I was in a fog all these years..I pretty much keep to myself..I arise very early..I sell bread…while I knew that The Church had never become a household name..I just kinda figured that most decent people..anyone into the the scene..what it is..what is it..would always know and be about and on top of what The Church creates. (Since stumbling onto this blog while I was exploring the possibilities of traveling to Buffalo to see/listen to The Church..I learned I set out on my journey to Buffalo alone..I anticipated possibly getting close to the stage to catch a good glimpse of the band..I quite literally stood square in front of sk the entire show…The show was excellent…the music was fine…the performance..humble..jovial..mild and explosive all at the same moment. To top it off moment's after they left the stage…the entire band wandered into the crowd..the merch table…talking..posing for autographs..the entire band could not have been more gracious..and I left there inner exuberance rode home with me and days later when thinking back on the night..the whole thing seemed like a dream…a sweet, sweet dream.) …and now I'm really digging your artwork SK…I would have given anything to have been able to purchase The painting that is the cover for "Painkiller"..can't you feel this whole thing moving, a fine all just keeps getting better & better…you have to admit. KS. Lima, NY

  15. avatar
    ed in fl | 21 July 2009 at 1:04 am #

    How o how do you do it? Mesmerizing prose – never ending stream of consciousness – amazing!

    Ed in fl

  16. avatar
    lily was here | 21 July 2009 at 1:06 am #

    Wow. To the person doing this to Steve, its time to cut the chord and move on. It must be so damaging to your health to put all of that energy into so much negativity.

    Wilfred – Tim Powles! He has done so much for the church and is also Painkiller. By any means, don't leave him out. Frank, both albums are vital but if you have to choose, go with FY first. the dual disc 5:1 version is incredible but no longer available, Id also hunt that one down if you can.

    Love to you SK xox

  17. avatar
    Anonymous | 21 July 2009 at 1:07 am #

    A Rock God.
    A Rock N Roll Animal.
    Only through HIS omniscience doth thee ROCK flow…

  18. avatar
    Freddie | 21 July 2009 at 1:19 am #

    Wow…that may be the most ranting rant I’ve ever seen thee serve up M’ Lord.
    Thou art on FIRE…a magnificent flaming rock-n-roll king.
    But anon is not worth the trouble
    In fact he wants this. He’s so hungry for your attention and somewhere he’s gettin’ off big time tonight.
    You’ve given him the biggest hit of favorite drug.
    I love it when you go off on a blog rant about all that is wrong in the world
    but this anon person is not worthy of your craft no matter what he says.
    The greatest downer for him would be
    for his words to simply disappear into cyberspace…unseen and unheard.

    Love ya a bunch, xoxoxoxo

  19. avatar
    cocoamo | 21 July 2009 at 1:31 am #

    In my life, I have met a handful of people who exude goodness. One was a Buddhist monk. One was Father Ron Linguin, a priest in Pittsburgh who teaches (this is actually true) that it wasn't the apple Eve gave to Adam that started all the trouble, it was the heart of an animal and the first time man ate meat. (Father Ron is a vegetarian).

    Anyway, you are one of these rare souls–you just exude goodness from every pore–golden rays of pure goodness that touch me deeply and make me smile. It permeates your music and goes straight to the heart.

    When some of the pearls you cast roll into the path of swine, they will oink oink.

    By the way–please thank your poor neglected family for letting you come out to play!

    We all send you our love

    Your friend in Pennsylvania

  20. avatar
    Jemali Jalali | 21 July 2009 at 1:46 am #

    Actually, it t'wasn't I who took the picture but found the picture and felt it's Epic SK Essential Nature contained within. It fits quite well with the bloggy tho…U Truly Rawk like no other.

  21. avatar
    Anonymous | 21 July 2009 at 2:06 am #

    I was meandering through my old stomping grounds (near Dartmouth College) and was thinking to myself as I was reading '1984' on a park bench on the Dartmouth Green how thankful I was that folks in that very neighborhood (namely this KLK character) appreciate what you do so much that they're willing to lend a generous hand to your band. What '1984' has to do with this, I don't know. Just what I'm reading, is all. Was a beauty of a summers day in Hanover.

    –L.E. from Maine

  22. avatar
    prince michael PELAO III | 21 July 2009 at 2:36 am #

    "is this where you live?"
    sending good vibes…and loving your genepool etc…yeee! my k. fix a franz double! be well..

  23. avatar
    Anonymous | 21 July 2009 at 3:47 am #

    And so say all of us.

    Lady Di

  24. avatar
    rockstar | 21 July 2009 at 4:09 am #

    Hey Steve, you're my fave bass player next to macca, i play some of your songs, utmw, providence, song for the asking, work well at local open mike's, probably owe you some royalties or two, i have that black "rock star" shirt you like, where can i mail it? giving you the shirt off my back, best wishes from

  25. avatar
    around this time in vegas | 21 July 2009 at 4:12 am #

    savoir-faire, c'est la vie
    au-dessus de la melee
    universe just doesn't care
    just keeps on revolving…
    just keeps on revolving…

    just keeps on revolving…
    just keeps on revolving…

  26. avatar
    Hellbound Heart | 21 July 2009 at 4:50 am #

    ….tell ya what, i could imagine you ranting this, wild hair all over the place, face becoming redder by the second, trickles of sweat and beads of spittle misting the air and eyes like a coyote on lsd…..scary, scary thing….i'd watch out anon, if i were you……

    love always…..

  27. avatar
    Silver Mind | 21 July 2009 at 5:01 am #

    "To one whose mind is free, there is something even more intolerable in the suffering of animals than in the sufferings of humans. For with the latter, it is at least admitted that suffering is evil and that the person who causes it is a criminal. But thousands of animals are uselessly butchered every day without a shadow of remorse. If any person were to refer to it, they would be thought ridiculous. And that is the unpardonable crime. That alone is the justification of all that humans may suffer. It cries vengeance upon all the human race. If God exists and tolerates it, it cries vengeance upon God."

    "If there is one place on the face of the earth where all the dreams of living men have found a home from the very earliest days when man began the dream of existence, it is India….For more than 30 centuries, the tree of vision, with all its thousand branches and their millions of twigs, has sprung from this torrid land, the burning womb of the Gods. It renews itself tirelessly showing no signs of decay."

    "The true Vedantic spirit does not start out with a system of preconceived ideas. It possesses absolute liberty and unrivalled courage among religions with regard to the facts to be observed and the diverse hypotheses it has laid down for their coordination. Never having been hampered by a priestly order, each man has been entirely free to search wherever he pleased for the spiritual explanation of the spectacle of the universe."

  28. avatar
    japhy ryder | 21 July 2009 at 5:03 am #

    jesus, man, that is one comprehensive Whitman-bomb you dropped. The Body Acidic. Nice job…

  29. avatar
    shed no more tears for a couple of years | 21 July 2009 at 5:06 am #

    "There are some dead who are more alive than the living."

    "No, no! It would be more true to say that there are some who are more dead than the dead."

    "Maybe. In any case there are old things which are still young."

    "Then if they are still young we can find them for ourselves. . . .

    But I don't believe it. What has been good once never is good again."

    "All these young millionaires were anarchists, of course: when a man possesses everything it is the supreme luxury for him to deny society: for in that way he can evade his responsibilities."

  30. avatar
    Anonymous | 21 July 2009 at 5:07 am #

    Out him Steve. Name and shame him. He's obviously revelling in his anonymity, take away one of his rewards. Seriously.

  31. avatar
    Anonymous | 21 July 2009 at 6:07 am #

    im reading ,like a game ,just let all the words in as fast as they go and then..bang

    pic was taken by my friend…..
    sudden change made me laugh

    and now for something completely different

  32. avatar
    Johnsense | 21 July 2009 at 6:30 am #

    I don’t get time to read all your bolg entries, (though I try cuz I like it) but that was the most ‘slashing one’ if that’s the right word… like Zuse sending down lightning bolts…
    Other thought…wonderful how one can have love for someone they’ve never met… for instance I have love for John Lennon, George Carlin, Jack Karouck, John Coletrain, for Dylan Thomas, an Bob Zimmerman, D Jones (Bowie), Dali, Robyn Hitchcock (I often dream of train’s). Picasso, Captain Beefhart & his magic band. Modigliani… MC Esher. I have love for the builders of the Aztec pyramids, an the American Indians, that painted with berry juice an ashes, and all people that painted an sang a thousand…fifty-thousand years ago.. and/or even older than that.
    From an outsider artist prospective’ I give this much…
    For your music and art, you’ve gained my love and respect. (an hope that doesn’t sound cheesy)…


  33. avatar
    Anonymous | 21 July 2009 at 6:40 am #

    ….for all the people

    He can never be

    He can never
    He can never
    He can never be


    Ignore this jealous prick!!

    Unique blog today


  34. avatar
    frostatmidnight | 21 July 2009 at 6:58 am #

    I always enjoy a good rant. How could anyone *not* love you and your music? Gracious! 🙂


  35. avatar
    bkonick | 21 July 2009 at 7:20 am #

    i say in empathy, spare yourself some pain and just remove the hook. it's really that simple, but not easy.

    kinda like tug-o-war, let go of the rope and there's no more struggle.

    i read you because love = hate, right?

  36. avatar
    pennybridge | 21 July 2009 at 7:28 am #

    Ah, thank you for some refreshing cocky rocknroll attitude.
    "… still bigger and better than what your average crowda people will write in a lifetime". True!
    (My life is filled with enough of sweet little lies anyway)

    Too bad you let those rude anons inspire you.

    Whatever this shit wrote,





    BTW: any scandies reading the blog?Untitled #23 is now available at, AT LAST!

  37. avatar
    eek | 21 July 2009 at 7:56 am #

    Now that's a rant!

    Unfortunately, I think Freddie is correct and Mr. Worthless Insignificant Blot (you do have quite a way with words!) is getting his rocks off big time reading it. Oh well, just consider it your good deed for the day — it's probably the best sex "the blot" is ever likely to get.


  38. avatar
    Thomas Thomsen, Denmark | 21 July 2009 at 8:07 am #

    Kilbey = Killer = King = Every other band/artist in the world, as good as they may be, just don't measure up to This Man and His Compadres.

  39. avatar
    A. Kite | 21 July 2009 at 8:58 am #


    I’m one stoked Vinylsaurus (and Church fan) today. Yesterday I received another copy of U-No.23… but this time in the form of an LP! Yea verily… first Church release to spin at 33+1/3 r.p.m. in 15 years. It’s so un-digital. It’s so retro. It’s so… pretty. And it’s a double album… with bonus tracks… Yes, it was worth the long wait…

    Anyway, I just wanted to thank you and Second Motion for making this happen. I just played all 4 sides in one sitting, and as was expected, the vinyl version of this album is a completely different sonic experience than the CD. Truly, it’s rendered a mercurial state I didn’t know I was still capable of. Not unlike the first time I heard P=A. (Yes, Altres… get another turntable!)

    So I just pulled the headphones and logged on to find this entry in the blog… how appropriate… You are exactly what you say you are…

    Keep it coming, man. Keep it coming. More vinyl, too… please!

    Rock on,

    Ps. To everybody who hasn’t:

    Support Second Motion, and long live vinyl.

  40. avatar
    Thomas Thomsen, Denmark | 21 July 2009 at 10:02 am #

    Very cool picture, by the way!

  41. avatar
    Warpedjohn | 21 July 2009 at 10:22 am #

    A. Kite,

    I have to second that emotion . I got my vinyl of U#23 at Redeye Records King St Sydney ( along with R. Lurie SK book ) a couple of Saturdays ago.
    I got the CD there a few months ago.
    The sound on the LP is amazing. Totally filling the room.
    Of course it helps if you have a 1/2 decent stereo. Mine is OK without being state-of-the art.
    Although I bet it would still sound great on a cheap turntable.

  42. avatar
    iseult | 21 July 2009 at 11:02 am #

    Monday you can fall apart
    Tuesday, Wednesday break my heart
    Oh, Thursday doesn't even start
    It's Blogday I'm in love

  43. avatar
    Dannis | 21 July 2009 at 11:45 am #

    "and early in the morning when I'm still asleep
    I sit upon the throne making grown men weep…"

    Just got my 22 year-old turntable repaired…Untitled #23 on Vinyl will be the first record dropped in my house since 1987….and you are FEROCIOUS MAN!

  44. avatar
    Celticat | 21 July 2009 at 11:46 am #

    Wow! That was "in your face" and I loved it from go to whoa – betide anon, time to give it up or join in.

    "Shit or get off the pot" to put it bluntly Anon.

    Steve, thanks for the effort you made in keeping in touch with friendss. I love the photo's of your fambleys, you are a lucky man indeed..

    Love to your fambley, friendss and anon.


  45. avatar
    Altres | 21 July 2009 at 11:48 am #

    Steve, shave your beard and hair off. That's my advice. No one'll ever fuck with you again, and if they do, fucking blow them away with a simple stare between the eyes. Not only that, you'll end up as good looking as me! 😉


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    Altres | 21 July 2009 at 11:50 am #

    Once you've shaved your head, go back to wearing mascara. Rock'n'roll!


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    Mary | 21 July 2009 at 1:53 pm #

    I dont know what to say but, i guess i can relate to alot, i use painkillers to numb the pain, i smoke dope for the same reasons, i get diagnosed with ms recently and i didnt have a good childhood, nothing in my life is good except for having a great husband, reading your blogs helps me for some reason, i dont know what else to say, i feel closer to you everyday i read this, if it makes me an idiot so be it, i dont care really what people care why i read this so much, i know my husband probably thinks im weird reading it, even though he loves the church but if it helps me it, then it does, i think what u do is great, even though you dont reply to us directly, it actually feels like you do with your blog, so fuck anyone that doesnt appreciate it, if they dont like it then really why do they come here? and your right, its probably jealousy, who knows all that matters to me is that if it makes a person feel better for reading it then thats all that matters!

    love ya

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    plumlady | 21 July 2009 at 2:55 pm #

    I'm curious to know just what anon has to say that is so upsetting. I'm guessing having been away from home/family for so long is not helping with little things agitating SK. I guess blogging is a good way to get rid of negative energy (both giving and receiving), but it's so time consuming. I'd like to hear another wild rockin rock and roll song with this much energy sometime in the future.

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    veleska1970 | 21 July 2009 at 4:52 pm #

    i gave up a long time ago trying to figure out why this anon reads your blog if he hates you so much. envy is the only thing i can come up with. i'm sorry he has been hounding you. but seriously, if you completely and totally ignore him, i'm sure he will vanish into the shadows from whence he emerged. he's just like a school yard bully~~he's just trying to get a rise out of you.

    lotza love…..

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    Nick | 21 July 2009 at 8:35 pm #

    That's an awesome foto SK . Nick Fiction

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    Steven Koontz | 22 July 2009 at 2:10 am #

    that rant was probably the most stunning and impressive display on a 19 inch computer screen I have ever read…

    friggem all….
    you keep on keepin on Steveo..

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    Anonymous | 22 July 2009 at 8:54 pm #

    Yawn……Is he DONE yet??

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    Anonymous | 24 July 2009 at 12:07 am #

    Pretty ugly, pretty sad….


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