posted on March 7, 2008 at 11:42 pm

scarlet kilbey cried herself to sleep
20 minutes later her daddy
who tried hard
but was rougher and more clumsy
than her little mama
he woke her up
as she woke up
the pain started up in her hands
daddy had rubbed some cream on them
but it hadnt helped at all
out into the open air
scarlet kilbey moaned and waved her little hands about
by the time we got to school
she was beside herself
but daddy
who was getting on a bit in years
he couldnt see what it was
even with his glasses on
aurora takes scarlets hand
oh no dad shes got hundreds in there
aurora begins to do her best
plucking the tiny tiny spines out
she could only just see them herself
when the hand was turned into the light
like tiny little hairs
scarlets palms and fingers n thumbs
were full of miniscule white spines
i know they hurt cos i got some in my hand from her
a lovely mummy from the school
takes us to her place
where under a bright light n magnifying glass
she took 45 minutes to remove the hundreds literally of nasties
scarlet screamed n whimper n eventually broke into
a maniacal laughter
bordering on hysteria
just like aurora did
just like her old daddy did when he was a boy
i’d cry n cry n then begin to cackle wildly
eventually the ordeal is over
i take kids to beach
oooh boy scarlet kilbey wants to jump in the sea today
unbearably humid weather
all the tears n pain n a sticky muesli bar
made her wanna cool down
the big girls are straight into the water
her daddy-o takes all her clothes off
they go down to waters edge
scarlet can almost feel that warm foamy water
swirling caressing reminding her of the long forgotten womb
but
uh oh
daddys screaming to the doodles to get out
no daddy why why
daddys seen some things on the shore
blue soft things with long blue streamers
scarlet realises she aint gonna getta a swim n shes furious
daddy seems really angry too
he stands yelling n arguing at everybody
boy when evie didnt come out of the sea
he went kinda crazy
somedays daddy is so funny and sweet
and somedays hes running around yelling at us and mummy
and we all pretend to be frightened
(of course we’re not!)
poor daddy!
we get home n mummys waiting
then karin comes over to babysit
karin is the mother of the big sisters
karin is very kind and speaks with a strange accent
karin is very happy today
she tells daddy-o
that some movie is using a song they wrote
and that theyre gonna get some money from it
daddy and mummy go out
daddy is reciting some lyrics at the opera house
the poets before him are funny humorous vigourous
when daddy gets up
the spirit refuses to take him
not like at triffids or even melbo expo
where the spirit descended and guided him
daddy was bereft of inspiration
after the real poets
his lyrics sound like….lyrics
he gets a little angry
i coulda read them so real poetry he thinks
his brief spot over
to a smattering of lukewarm applause
daddy pisses off home quick
but no one was gonna bother him tonight
when he gets home he finds out
that he has got an actual audition
AND
the rest of family are also ALL auditioning for the same ad
my description is
a bearded man in his early fifties
should look educated but also rugged n weatherbeaten
an antarctic scientist!
druid, is that me or what?
anyway
daddy gets roped into picking up minna
my eldest sister whos working tonight
daddy goes out n checks his radiator
and gets soaked by the wild thunderstorm raging over syd
he makes a detour to bottle shop for 2 bottles of riccadonna
when he gets to minna ha ha
she is working for a bit longer
amazed by how grown up
how cooly intelligent and gorgeous his daughter is
daddy agrees to wait
parked in the black streets
rain gushing down
listening to coffee hounds ep in his car
well ya know its kinda fuckin’ good
daddy eventually drives minna home
comes in
we all go to bed
mummys having a bath
and daddy
i suppose lost himself in intoxication n love
trying to blot out
a black friday

23 Responses to “soap opera house”

  1. avatar
    craig1.618 | 8 March 2008 at 12:32 am #

    i assume karin was talking about that song from yesteryear……

    or is it another one?

  2. avatar
    MEM | 8 March 2008 at 12:33 am #

    a happy ending none the less…

    …good for lightening all that blackness

  3. avatar
    Brien Comerford | 8 March 2008 at 1:22 am #

    What a long, protracted and arduous day in the life of Sk. Nobody’s perfect. He’s a paragon in reference to being a lyricist, vocalist, composer, prose writer, artist and blogger. No rock star on the planet has such a superlative, profound, diverse and at times mercurial blog. It’s nonpareil and inimitable.

  4. avatar
    cita | 8 March 2008 at 1:39 am #

    I remember my son had the same experience with a cactus on the way to school. Sometimes it is the most invisible little poisons that give us the greatest pain.

  5. avatar
    dysthymiac | 8 March 2008 at 2:54 am #

    just when you were most conscious that we are all hurtling through outer space in the pitch dark clinging to a spinning mass of molten rock …
    love can black out a black friday!

    thank god for love … but wait – ‘god’ is love

  6. avatar
    ...being here, doing this... | 8 March 2008 at 3:35 am #

    Joss Stone was singing “A Family Affair” through the internet to these ears, just as this post was permeating through the internet to these eyes!

  7. avatar
    freddy mercurial | 8 March 2008 at 5:08 am #

    Steven,

    You’re a good man Killa’… And a good father too.

    F
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    d
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    Merk

  8. avatar
    Anonymous | 8 March 2008 at 7:18 am #

    great report dude…my friday was spent going to work, coming home, bathing the kids then falling alseep on the couch…which i why I dont do a blog of my life…
    love
    M

  9. avatar
    Leelinau | 8 March 2008 at 7:28 am #

    ‘eLLo

    [choose an identity!]

    Just caught up on the postings, poor scarlet!

    Cant wait to hear the rendition of Hounds of Love. Just watched the video, heh, never seen it, typical 80’s crap. This Womans Work is such a fucking good song it makes me weep.

    Sending positive waves to you and yours, hope things chill for you soon.

    Anyhow, dream up yo!
    …poor scarlet.

    xo
    ^_^

    [obama 2008!]

  10. avatar
    isolde | 8 March 2008 at 8:06 am #

    you know that many of the over 800 blog poems you have written would make great reading at these events don’t you?

    what sort of antarctic scientist? a glaciologist a climatologist a hydrologist a biologist or a walrus and the carpenterist?

  11. avatar
    Anonymous | 8 March 2008 at 8:12 am #

    beautiful writing

  12. avatar
    Hellbound Heart | 8 March 2008 at 10:31 am #

    ahh shit a crappy day, well did the ricca donna help…i’m now into the hahn super dry beer myself…lovely stuff…d’ya think some gel from an aloe vera leaf (if you can get one) might help soothe scarlet’s hands…just found out that my other half’s working tomorrow for the second sunday in a row so my daughter and i haven’t had a day with him in three weeks…fucking asshole…
    love always…

  13. avatar
    Anonymous | 8 March 2008 at 11:23 am #

    It’s about time youth worshipper got commercialised

  14. avatar
    Anonymous | 8 March 2008 at 1:18 pm #

    steven,your words,sounded like lyrics?;/…steven?not all poets are exceptional musicians.your spoken word,is lyrical.art for art’s sake,honey for god’s sake!i bet it was magical!let the music begin,wordsmith of the other realms.x

  15. avatar
    matthew | 8 March 2008 at 1:45 pm #

    “his lyrics sound like….lyrics” awwww… never! Maybe to you at the time, but your lyrics are amongst the only truly transcendent rock’n’roll poetry in existence. Just had to point that out… & that was a lovely family-centric series of anecdotes too… my 14yo girl is away with family for the Canberra long weekend, so I’m simultaneously luxuriating & lonely! Take care SK.

  16. avatar
    davem | 8 March 2008 at 4:11 pm #

    Not all bad.
    Spill the (coffee hounds) beans then….UTMW on which movie?? Glad it’ll bring in a few bob.
    Good luck with the ad too.
    And Matthew is bang on. Your lyrics are up there with the very best.
    But then you even make “It’s in the treeeeeeeees” sound good!! I listened really, really closely to Jazz this morning. Your vocal on that is beautiful…melting.
    xx

  17. avatar
    davem | 8 March 2008 at 4:21 pm #

    Oh and all fellow European TTB fiends….. How about £100 a piece to help make The Church euro tour more viable for them next year?? 100 of us at £100 (not sure what that is in euros) a fiend would take away a lot of the worry for the guys and make it more worth their while in coming for a few days? We all owe them so much for these three decades of magic.

  18. avatar
    davem | 8 March 2008 at 4:24 pm #

    Sorry…last post…
    Not that they have announced they are touring……I’m just hoping if we can help make it stack up it will happen.
    I’ll shut up now.

  19. avatar
    steve kilbey | 8 March 2008 at 7:52 pm #

    send your “undred quid notes to me
    the time being
    c/- mr greedy
    13 avarice st
    moneytown

  20. avatar
    Anonymous | 8 March 2008 at 8:33 pm #

    careful what u wish for…real money may go to yer fictional town…

  21. avatar
    Ethereal Butterfly | 9 March 2008 at 3:34 am #

    Speaking as a daughter; it didn’t /doesn’t matter what I talk about – I just needed my father to listen & spend some time connecting with me……….

    love ya work SK!

    Heather

  22. avatar
    lily was here | 10 March 2008 at 3:45 am #

    God yeah, you’d be perfect as a antartical scientiste.. did you wear your glasses?

    Sydney audiences are spoilt for action.

    xxx

  23. avatar
    Anonymous | 10 March 2008 at 7:12 am #

    . 😀


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