posted on December 24, 2005 at 8:24 pm

loyalties
dont ya jus’ love em
always loyalties
got ole sk caught between two lovers
actin’ like a foole
over a barrel
on the horns of a dilemma
eg scene backstage in,say, london
sk standing after having rocked for 2 solid hours
(and rolled for the same period)
sk with glass o champers in one hande
and spliffy w/white widow in other
punter a appears
sk : oh punter a….its you…how are ya, mah friend???
punter a : hi ya man, well ya see mah cat died, mah mother married a prince
in arabia, i got mah ph fucken d at last, and mah brother billy, well, he…
Suddenly punter b turns up
punter b : hey hey ess kay….!
now the painfull part, my groons
does sk cut off punter a and rudely interrupt his story
or does he ignore punter b
who he hasnt seen for 15 years
and who once helped him escape from a turkish jail…?
what i have tended to do is to try to accomodate em both
and usually both have gone off in a huffy
thinkin ole sk is one rude druid
but
i say
but
how many other people hit a city
and thenne suddenly
runne into 27 olde pals at once?
same as now
should i bee home opening the pressies with yon kiddiwinks
OAR
should i be reminiscing here wid chew
my devotee
my favoured one
my true love
my bloggy-woggy-all-in-a-foggy
also elektra and miranda still sleeping in their room
they were up late
wrapping and rapping
coming in my room every time
i was nearly in the arms of morpheus
(read asleep ED)
every time i nearly dropped off…
knock knock
barge inne
(in swedish accent)
just wondering how early you want yer presents, daddy
ITS A FUCKIN MOOT POINT, MAH LIL DAUGHTERS
COS I GET UP AT 6 EVERY DAY
AND YE SLEEPE TILL 11
SO WHY ASK ME THAT NOW???
but i stay silent…
you see….loyalties
and the loyalties between the big twins
and the little twins
here daddy out in the deepe water, where the sharkeys are…!!??
no daddy, you promised youd help us build a sand castle
then
groovy friend of sk whos observin the scene
hey sk me and some friends gonna blow this bone
grab a coffeee
and talk about ye olde art
wanna join us…?

so you see it could bee a 3 way split
or a 4 way street
or even
a penta gone
any how
as i write this
xmas is explding all over austrayliah
“you mean this is all i got?”
“oh how super…an ironing board..!”
“gee thanks kids…a pair of brown socks”
“thats wunderful oscar…i can always use another tea cosy”
“gladys, ta love…..a monogrammed hanky…with yer exs initials..!”

and so on
fill in yer own chrissie gags
ya lazy buggers
why expect me to provide
all the mirth
and
merri
ment
?

any way
i spose i should mosey over chez k
see what satan brought the kids..
see if the raindear manure
will wash outta the rugs
see if my mistletoe has been kissed under
see if my christmas puddy is full o goode cheere
see if the 100 degree heat has melted my santa snow
etc
etc
(insert own xmas cliche here)
(tired of that device, sk ED)
(who is ED sk?)
any way
you gluttonous fiendss
you greedy little *@^%ers
thats it
will bring speshal christmasse nite report
HO HO HO

8 Responses to “sew this, its chrismas”

  1. avatar
    esskayer | 24 December 2005 at 10:35 pm #

    Headline on internet provider front news page: “Woman swallows cell phone.” Apparently a woman in Missouri (somehow that is not surprising) swallowed a cell phone WHOLE to end a fight between her b.friend and some other guy. I am not making this up, unless someone else is! (and it’s not the National Enquirer). Interesting way to celebrate the holiday, SK. Sounds like it’s a pretty goode one so far. Will check back for more updates on what pressies you got this year.

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    flowerpower | 25 December 2005 at 12:05 am #

    i see santa this morn putt putting down da Beach Road in small cigar shaped racing car – no one else around – was this real? – too real – he didn’t stop for me and handeth over MY pressie. Stopped and snuggled into the side of the red cliff and faced straight into the big ol sun – burning into my skin cell structure and started to ohmmmm and da sea started to dance and rocks vibrated and I slipped into a tribal vibe and wondered where mine had gone…silly cyclist tossers in too tite outfits still cycling madly on xmas morn…don’t they have pressie’s to open and turkeys to bake?

  3. avatar
    tex | 25 December 2005 at 1:52 am #

    merry christmas steve – thanks for your blog – hope you can keep it happening in 06 for us hapless fiends.

    cheers

  4. avatar
    CouldBeAnyone | 25 December 2005 at 3:30 am #

    Merry Christmas from Ann and the two little Anyones!

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    Anonymous | 25 December 2005 at 3:39 am #

    Gee, pea pull really should appreciate the subtle art of you trying to accommodate so many of them at once rather than heaping scorn upon ya. You could always act utterly distraught while pulling a C. Guest, “I’ll tell you why I can’t put up with you people. Because you’re all bastard people and I’m just gonna go home and bite my pillow is what I’m gonna do!” move. Haven’t tried it myself, but then I have a hard time keeping a straight face in most situations.

    I shall put on Unicorn and send goodly thoughts your way.

    k

  6. avatar
    ET | 25 December 2005 at 3:48 am #

    Holy Jebus, I can barely spend enough time making myself happy, no less 27 other pals (if I had that many friends). Merry X-mas!

    ET(aka: pal #26)

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    captainmission | 25 December 2005 at 9:28 am #

    Merry Xmas to you and yr merry men. Thanks for the awesome tunes, spectacular shows and the sharing the brilliant blog. Loads of love….

  8. avatar
    Paul Lightfoot | 31 December 2005 at 9:50 pm #

    U R such a wonderful descriptive writer. At the beginning for a moment there, I’d swore M W-P had taken over your page for the holidays or something.. 🙂

    Keep some things free, too much commercialism, too much demographic bollox in life.

    I probably couldnt even spend on my credit card in a day what the late “Richest Man” earned in that time.. snoozing.

    And Not just a Fender Strat either he could buy, within a 5 minute power nap. It would likely have been an original vintage ’58 Strat. Mental.

    And truly, how just a smidgen of the obscene wealth that he likely squandered in any one day could have been sensibly and patriotically offered to much more creative, and less capitalist thinking but appreciative minds.

    New Zealanders.. Sigh. Sweetwaters 83’at Pukekawa left you with a serious distate for all things New Zealand regrettably, even though your performance was fantastic and only spoilt by a group of wasted bikies as you ended on “Is This Where You Live”. Apart from a brief stopover by M W-P in 1987, you never returned after your fantastic Mainstreet show in 1984. Surely the surly Mr Chugg touring with you at that time didnt help???

    God lots of us wish you’d comeback and visit. Auckland at least. I know Tim’s been keen (he would though woudnt he..)You virtually disappeared off the media map here as a result, and left us to the over exposure of Powderfinger & Jimmy Barnes dam you!! 🙂 I’ve flown over to most Sydney shows since then, and f-in glad I did too.

    God I hope you’ve discovered the brilliance of Rikki Gervais?? As not only is there a slight resemblance,(no offence intended – but it’s true!!) but you have similar dryness and outlook on stuff.

    I love your BLOGS.

    I did bother (New Zealand).. But sorry if I wrote too much.

    Happy New… Album!!!

    2006 & “Uninvited Like The Clouds”

    I can’t wait!!!! Bring it on.

    Thank you

    Paul L.
    Auckland, New Zealand


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