posted on February 26, 2011 at 11:07 pm

this and that.... well they must be the same

this is still the place i tell the truth

except when i am forced to lie to aggrandise myself

my hoarse speeding shadow duplicates in summers dying days

i think of the snow melting up in cape cod in some gothic town

spring bursts outta the wings with all its things

jealous sprouts of green eyed envy combusting in the seed

the weather is strange but aint it always  been strange

kilbey wings ‘is way home

its midnite in australia

i keep rolling with the luck of the devil

double six double six double six

my gambling debts i use as envelopes for angelfruit

my wickedness helps old ladies down from trees

my evil cuddles kittens

oh no here comes trouble

goodnight

 

30 Responses to “shatterday”

  1. avatar
    freakalily | 26 February 2011 at 11:32 pm #

    Welcome home SK. We’ve all missed you 🙂

  2. avatar
    . | 27 February 2011 at 12:54 am #

    somber town remembers your shadow
    torn flesh concealed by your robes
    drifting weightlessly across the vestibule
    bloodied memories drip from your lonely eyes
    chapters retold from the book of how and why
    some embrace your presence, others run and hide
    the unwanting know you are coming, how they do deny
    it wasn’t always this way, it used to be alright
    born from the stars and the heavens, a shining light
    honey dew by the river, maybe they’ll listen this time
    balance you shall bring, wisdom to the weary and the wise

  3. avatar
    Thrash | 27 February 2011 at 1:14 am #

    Steve,

    Many thanks for the show in Atlanta. We look forward to your future visits.

  4. avatar
    jerryj | 27 February 2011 at 1:41 am #

    “Outside there is no weather”……captures my feelings sometimes. Spring is here early in Jawja, imparts a certain strangeness to the weather, as it is not due yet. The weather guides my mood, many days, but Spring is struggling with me this time.

    Still replaying scenes from Variety Playhouse in my head; sounds, reverberations, reverb and echo units of the distance-crunching honchos. Burned into memory – we get to keep memories, don’t we? Are they confiscated too?

    Keep rolling double sixes, hope trouble is kept at bay.

    JJ

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    andy | 27 February 2011 at 1:53 am #

    ok…so the tour went great.
    the other pressing matter obviously didn’t.
    but,who said it’s all your fault?
    life is what it is…..
    not just what you make it.
    you are not at the controls.
    you never were…
    you never will be.

    it may well be ‘the last ride’ but your little game is not over.
    nor will it be for a long time yet.
    shit happens, and it’s called shit because thats exactly what it is!
    so when it comes my way…i listen to the church…and hey presto…things
    don’t seem so bad after all.
    so,get some ‘diamond meadows’ in yer lugholes and stop scheming and get on the beam…..
    law of averages dictates that something has got to go your way soon.
    here’s hoping the girls help lift your spirits a little when you get ’em back from j’n r!

    p.s. steve, if you ever do get yer mitts on ’em you could try setting them for the heart of the sun…(although i’d prefer good olde blighty!)

  6. avatar
    farmboy | 27 February 2011 at 2:12 am #

    Glad you are safely home. Thanks for a wonderful tour. In my wife another fan has been born. And thanks for your time and the peck on my wife’s cheek in atlanta. We wanted to let you all know how much we appreciated all you do, but feared words failed. It made us feel the message was received, loud and clear.

    Take care of yourself, as well as those you love and that love you. Hang in there, it will get better if you can just hold on. May mercy soothe the ragged soul.

  7. avatar
    Anonymous | 27 February 2011 at 2:46 am #

    faith… the next in sequence. what a divine comedy you have to believe in, huh?

  8. avatar
    Georgia | 27 February 2011 at 3:06 am #

    Hang in there Steven. Your music helped me get through some very difficult times. More similar to what you are going thru than you may realize….let us help you get through this period of time.

    “What looks like a loss may be the very event which is subsequently responsible for helping to produce the major achievement of your life” – Srully Blotnick

    We love you!
    oxxo
    g

  9. avatar
    Jim Conrad | 27 February 2011 at 3:29 am #

    Travel safe.

  10. avatar
    BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 27 February 2011 at 3:36 am #

    Home-
    on solid ground…friendly fields, friendly fire. Its time. Time to firmly entrench those limbs into the surface that surrounds you. It is your home, your family. Take control, total control. Fear not the consequences for our actions…for they ARE our actions we take. You will always do right by those you love. Now, be selfish. Yes, I said selfish. Fuck it. Time to properly package the past where it belongs. The angels voices you hear are spoken thru your children’s lips. The light of almighty blazes thru their eyes as they gaze upon you. Looking to you…to take control and do right by yourself and all of them. Leave nothing in the wake that you will surely disrupt, unless it is for others. You have traveled the globe…yes, your art and music is on the minds and in the souls of so many, so many of us. But I, I must advise you to be selfish now. For you have done right for so many, you have stayed on course…straight forward you floated. But Fuck floating. It is time to grasp the true power that you do possess. Say onto all, not how things can be, but shall be. Steve, entrust in your inner strength. It has been squeezed back, placed behind ‘priorities’, you may feel like you have existed and acted as they wanted you to. Not live as the way you want to, desire to, deserve to. What you need to…do…for the angels and yourself-is take back what is yours.

    Miss ya already, and you’ve only been gone awhile…
    So I threw on P=A so I can embrace the recent past, and try to remember those dancing skills you so craftfully put on display put on display at the Park West. Wickedly entrancing movement, the women were obviously under a hypnotic spell…”the disillusionist was back again”

    My MRI’s were not good. Increased deteriorations in my ‘lumbar region’, possibly caused by incorrect physical therapy procedures and maneuvers (since my tests on 12/04/2010). And ‘another’ annular tear. Yeah, I’m seriously fucked. I did what THEY (medical…professionals???) requested of me. Now, I need to figure out what I need to do, to find life again, outside of this prison of pain.

    AsAlways,
    Darrin K.

    • avatar
      Jonny Hollywood | 28 February 2011 at 2:42 am #

      sounds like you could use another body for that wonderful soul…

      • avatar
        Anonymous | 28 February 2011 at 5:40 am #

        You SO ROCK JONNY !!!! Email when you get a chance and catch me up to speed on everything in your life. Really miss our exchanges and music chats.

        AsAlways,
        Darrin K.

      • avatar
        BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 28 February 2011 at 5:45 am #

        YOU SO ROCK JONNY !!!!
        Hope is all ok with you, really miss our email exchanges-fill me in on whats going on in your life when you get a chance. And also, miss our music discussions…so…take care brother, your weather is warming up out there, west from me… so get out n about and share that J.H wisdom with the world my friend.

        AsAlways,
        Darrin K.

  11. avatar
    bionicanna | 27 February 2011 at 4:13 am #

    “my wickedness helps old ladies down from trees
    my evil cuddles kittens”

    ^ loved that! cats have the sweetevil thing down to an art, and you were moving so catlike in atlanta. maybe a lil snaky in “reptile,” where half the fun was watching you play that badass bassline, and the hissssssing. but the most breathtaking of all was “disillusionist.” first church show, and i was blown away!

  12. avatar
    Once | 27 February 2011 at 5:23 am #

    “jealous sprouts of green eyed envy combusting in the seed”

    Brilliant, brilliant, brilliant! Oh, and also – brilliant!!

    =^,,^=

  13. avatar
    queenhatshepsut | 27 February 2011 at 6:02 am #

    “My evil cuddles kittens…” haha what a great line. You could never cuddle kittens evilly. Is that a word? The anal retentive English teacher inside me made me look it up in the dictionary. It is.

    Funny aside (or not so funny): Everytime I come on TTB I have to log in to make a comment. I kept trying to make a comment without logging in and I got an error message which said “Possible Imposter!” I just thought yeah, that’s me. What a great title for my memoir, which of course, will be written on the 10th of never.

    Hope you’re feeling better Steven. My brother (also Steven) is going through something sooooo similar and I am worried about him. He saw you guys at the Greenville (aka Greenfield, ha) and Atlanta shows. You really made him happy for a good while. Thanks for that, Killer.
    Love you,
    Denise xxoo

  14. avatar
    badlenny | 27 February 2011 at 7:24 am #

    In the eternal christmastime of airports there is this terrible sense of knowing,& ah… sweet delusion-we are all lost in the casual throes

  15. avatar
    hellbound heart | 27 February 2011 at 9:30 am #

    shit, just what you don’t need…….more trouble
    love always…

  16. avatar
    captain mission | 27 February 2011 at 10:41 am #

    a magistrate once said to me (and it was outside a court ) some wise words that i have never forgotten.

    ‘there are three truths.

    your truth
    their truth
    and
    The Truth
    and no one will ever know The Truth’

    but i think the Truth often surfaces over time, it reveals itself and you just know it through intuition and that strange feeling in your heart, not the brain, as it comes to light.
    but it makes no difference really, it’s intention that matters and often our intentions are obscure and occult as the rest of our impulses, which i guess those that are brave enough, attempt to work out.

    welcome home steve. go easy on yourself and embrace your divinity, the rest is not truth.

  17. avatar
    john sheehan | 27 February 2011 at 12:48 pm #

    Steve,

    Everybody got somewhere they call home.
    Roger Waters
    http://www.rogerwatersonline.com/Artists_r/Roger_Waters_lyrics/Home.html

  18. avatar
    Richard from Houston | 27 February 2011 at 1:27 pm #

    Wow….Your torment is palpable. The words are powerful, and concerning. Take care of yourself, Nevets.

    Richard

  19. avatar
    Tracey | 27 February 2011 at 4:30 pm #

    “my hoarse speeding shadow duplicates in summers dying days”

    beautiful wording sk and it grabbed my attention. my interpretation is something about you you being quite aware of your shadow out of the cabinet and how you’ve been playing it out and that there is a sense of that aspect of self moving toward equinox and (hopefully) losing energy.

    my interest is sparked as I’m aware of my own shadow reappearing in whatever form, acknowledging my need and working toward more integration.

    namaste and peace to you x

  20. avatar
    nine.fathom | 27 February 2011 at 5:40 pm #

    This is a door opening. This is you walking through. Open your eyes, it’s going to be good!

  21. avatar
    neptune | 27 February 2011 at 8:02 pm #

    I don’t know what to say to all that. I am not speechless, just kind of wordless. And you got that right about the weather, Mr. Kilbey.

    But you can’t worry about everything …. So just take a look around and see all those who care for you. Me included, and I don’t even know you. You inspire a lot of people, it seems. Hopefully, for a while now, you can kick back and rest up, and let some of them inspire you for a change! 🙂

    Nobody expects a poem-a-day from you. Don’t worry if they do. Be yourself. We are here for you. In the meantime, I can tell you from experience, sleep is very healing. If the ringing gets too bad, just turn on some noise, whatever colour it may be.

  22. avatar
    isolde | 27 February 2011 at 9:06 pm #

    strangely … it gets better when you give up cos it can’t get any worse

  23. avatar
    . | 28 February 2011 at 12:16 am #

    i picked up a copy of ‘white magic’ at the atlanta show
    been absorbing it for a few days now, and it really glows
    for the listener as it uplifts, downshifts, and transposes
    a certain mood, setting, and state of mind into the normal flow
    this work is a must have for all and one, but i’m no professional you know
    it’ll be exactly what you expected as you lie back, listen, and float
    to your private island, away from the metallic harsh winter that holds
    you captive in the spiritual prison that denies you choice and hope
    a spell has been cast, be brave enough to listen, it’s pure aural gold
    don’t be disappointed upon first listen, it’s an incantation of its own
    as for me they’re the soft hammer that breaks the traditional mold

  24. avatar
    Jonny Hollywood | 28 February 2011 at 2:45 am #

    Kilbey wings his way home and I just want to fly one day…

  25. avatar
    mattyc | 28 February 2011 at 3:40 am #

    Will Spring be the same as last year, or the year before? Here on the shores of Cape Cod, I see it coming, I think, stealing over the grey waves. Will the crocus bloom, will the robins sing, will the children make castles in the sand? Will the cold crust of winter release my soul? I think so, it seems to happen every year, sometimes slowly, sometimes fast. But now the wind stings my eyes, and blurry with tears, in the sanitary silence, I can’t see it yet.

  26. avatar
    Andreas | 28 February 2011 at 4:07 am #

    I hope you travelled safely- I hope your swimming and yoga helps you feel better very soon. One month on the road abroad must not be easy but there’s many people in your corner who send you their best vibes.
    Ciao
    Andreas
    Genoa/Italy

  27. avatar
    Brien Comerford | 28 February 2011 at 4:51 am #

    Cats rule ! All animals do. That’s why Sk eschews flesh-foods since 1972.


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