posted on May 4, 2007 at 1:22 am

sometimes i think
sometimes i sink
in some incredible race

karma: awake soul
put on your suit of flesh
this will be your new life
you will incarnate as steven john kilbey
the eldest son of les and joyce kilbey
you will be english and white and male
you will grow up in australia
you will have 2 brothers
you will have 5 daughters
soul : and my occupation
karma : a writer of words, a player of music
a singer of songs
now rush on ahead
taste this!
you are now 52 years old
playing music in the continent of europa
soul :when?
karma : now

i awake in a room
who am i?
what am i?
for a few moments my head has gone blanc
i have been hurled down here…
i know its hard for you to believe
the words hotel room come into my head
in english
but before i was thrown down here into this dream
i spoke another language
many other languages that i was a’ croonin’ in
making them ladies swoon and the gents go a loon
hotel room says the words
says the voice
this steve kilbey voice
which he talks to himself in
in english
he talks to himself in his own anglo-austra accent
he used to try to emphasise the anglo
but now he deliberately emphasizes the austra
hotel room says the/his voice
he sits up
he feels clobbered by the alcohol from the night before
he is not a drinker
but he has picked up the deleterious habit
of drinking strong alcohol before he performs
he finds it acts as a pleasant dis inhibitor
tonight hes playing in luxembourg
they gotta long drive ahead of us
i stumble down to breakfast
oh breakfast just closed says a girl in her thick accent
oh i say
gee im hungry cos ive hadda smoke and done yoga n xi gong
kilbey does these practices everymorning
the practices are spiritual mental n physical
they harmonize these three forces in man
they then align this unified field into the greater unified field
connect up to infiniti (reedy)
kilbey is far from connected
marginally perhaps if that
if only that
he has however begun to reap their diligent practices rewards
which combined with swimming in the sea everyday
have actually had some rejuvenating effects
if youve seen him judge for yourself
i keep thinking of a blogge im gonna write
as if it was about being my true self
looking out at all this with its alien eyes
the girl says
you can have some bread and jam if you like
oh yes please i say
oh bread n jam n a glass of tinny orange juice
kilbey sits in the now empty breafast salon
pictures of people who stayed here line the walls
smiling grinning pouting looking straight into the camera
faces of people from some distant show biz past
cabaret dancers and hammy beaus
dressed in the clothes of the day
faded and black and white
signed n autographed
to the excelsior hotel
from sam and dolphine klemmer
kilbey notices all these things
they crowd in on him
all these sad dead faces from yesterday
soon you, they all whisper
soon you
kilbey chews his bread and jam
hes put butter on it even tho he says hes a vegan
fuck it he says in his mind
as he spreads it on the crusty white bread
but deep inside it makes him feel real bad
after this pack his clothes in his grey suitcase
well
kilbey doesnt pack
he just throws it all in and out
fuck it he thinks to himself as he pushes down
on the unruly crowd of dirty washing thats trying to escape
back out
he lugs it down the corridor
catches a tiny continental lift
im mildly claustrophobic
did you know that
and some people make kilbey claustrophobic too
i stop to pay phone bill
i rang my wife last night
to give her the number here
so we could talk
a picture of kilbeys wife appears in his mind
delicate face n curly blonde hair
the face his three youngest kids have half of
ha ha ha
says mwp
one of the doodles looks exactly like you
and the other exactly like her
kilbey says baffled but which is which?
well evie is you and aurora is her…!
children
fatherhood
joy n sorrow
and the rest of it
kilbey pays the couple of euros bill
he jumps in the van
with some others n drives
another man sits next to kilbey
and gives directions from a map
music fills the cabin
the man occaisionally becomes angry
as kilbey loses focus and fails to turn left or right
left and right has always been bad for me kilbey thinks
perpetuating his confusion needlessly
we drive n drive n drive
kilbeys a safe driver considering
he doesnt get angry with the traffic
and rail at the uselessness of women drivers for example
he doesnt carryon pointless conversations under his breath
like
go on, do it buddy
oh fer fucks sake
what are you waiting for now you idiot
go on lady thats the only colour green they got
kilbeys basic machina drives the car
his reflexes are relatively sharp
he is not intoxicated in any way you may understand
but his mind is away
the man next to him talks n talks
kilbey nods n mms n shakes his head n sighs
but hes somewhere else in his head
reliving an olde bad situation
or thinking about lyrics
or thinking about his wife too
and his people back home
sometimes the goings on intrude
we arrive at petrol station
trevor fills the van up
i go inside n buy a red bull n a water n some crisps
back in the car
same thing x hours n hours
fun fun fun on the autobun
we arrive at place after argy bargy with mapquest
our highway just stopped dead
detour it said
a whole new highway going somewhere else
walk into gig
medium sized dark room
smells of smoke
the others are here
setting up the instruments
boom boom boom go the drums
time for him to play
he plucks the strings
boom boom boom
he puts no thought into playing
the fingers run around with minds of their own
he sings the words
the words are ingrained somewhere
they slide out effortlessly
he doesnt try very hard it seems
doesnt put a lot into it
he glides
its not like working of course
the driving
that was working
but this is easy
boom bang crash goes the soundcheck
tempers flare n subside
kilbeys earpieces are uncomfortable
they sit inside his ears blocking out the worst of the noise
his ears ring continuously in a condition called tinnitus
the sondcheck finishes
a dinner of tomato soup n french fries
strangely enough kilbey enjoys this meal with relish
he is no gourmet
he loves a veggie burger n chips more than almost anything
the musicians hang around till its time to go on
its too much hassle to check into hotel now
which is a far way away
ditto finding veggie restaurants
eventually its the path of least resistance
if they got tomato soup (least likely to contain chicken or beef stock)
and they got chips then im ok
maybe some chocolate soymilk
we got that too
n humous n pita
the dressing room is ok actually
with mirrors with lights round em n everything
kilbey dont enjoy looking at his face so much anymore
tho he admits its a good character face
a face for an arrogant king in shakespeare
the face of kind and groovy daddy
the face of a brutal aussie bricklayer
kilbeys eyes imply things
they imply things he has no idea of
and make promises
he never realised he was making
or breaking…
still he checks the mirror
hmmm in this mirror here you could marvel
at how well preserved the old rake actually is
but under this mirror here
under the morose flemish sky
kilbey is every inch his years
somehow this paradox can be worked to an advantage
kilbey wonders and wanders backstage
he slips out into a back alley with jan
jan lives here
you know i rilly gona think you will like a this shteeeve
says jan producing a joint of the ubiquitous widow
the widow thats been a’following me
oh schteeve why dont you play somethingk off preeesht equillz orra
we talk n talk
jans gotta ph d in something
oh beleeef me schteeve…it means nothingk
we smoke out the back of the club
the night is warm n aromatic
soon we will be hitting the stage

to be continued tomorrow
tomorrows episode: standing in the wings feeling kinda sick

79 Responses to “some incredible distance, some incredible place”

  1. avatar
    malcolm arkey | 4 May 2007 at 4:10 am #

    Let me just see if Spike Jonze is willing to do a follow-up of “Being John Malkovich”…

    …this one will be titled:
    “Being the Time Being”

  2. avatar
    Anonymous | 4 May 2007 at 4:16 am #

    Soloman Kilbey

    Smashed i-motion Monday

    Aah Vienna on Tuesday

    War Zone on Wednesday

    No phone then single beds ajoined Thursday
    (..& still no phone)

    Sausage land on Friday

    Jazz on Saturday

    Ricky on Sunday

    and that’s the life of Soloman Kilbey

  3. avatar
    the dean | 4 May 2007 at 4:21 am #

    or play something off a future album

  4. avatar
    Leelinau | 4 May 2007 at 4:24 am #

    σ_σ

  5. avatar
    mattdavison | 4 May 2007 at 4:51 am #

    this is for sk, and other druids who get something out of it. But It’s really a little poem about u know who.
    ……………………………..
    As he looks deeply into the crystal ball A combination of wit,intelligence and fiery drive churn a mist of ambient colours.

    The deliberate movements of the minds shadow cabinet’ escape him.

    he is careful about pretence and deception…..

    The archer pull his bow.

    avoiding the crash

    – his cheerful face takes no prisoners.

    muse’s jupiter eyes, bright and alert in the world

    sweeping graceful gestures.

    as the man looks back at the man.

    mattdavison

    ps, glad you liked my part in YMYD wonkabar it was fun.
    and the others glad to know some of ya like me…cheers

  6. avatar
    damien | 4 May 2007 at 4:51 am #

    I’m going to try and emulate your example when I’m behind the wheel, Steve. I’m a terrible one for talking and/or shouting from inside my metal and glass coccoon at the other drivers when they hesitate unnecessarily, drive too slowly in the fast lane, drive too fast in the slow lane, fail to indicate or do anything stupid, careless or ignorant on the road.

    Serenity now!

  7. avatar
    ...being here, doing this... | 4 May 2007 at 5:50 am #

    ~

    “RICK MAYMI said…
    Can you believe how these hayenas have layed into me here???”

    “Every fault is laid at the door of the hyena, but it does not steal a bale of cloth” – Hausa

    ~

  8. avatar
    paul lightfoot | 4 May 2007 at 6:05 am #

    Nevets, hope your relaxin at home and enjoyin a swim at Icebergs again. To really appreciate it, take yourself back to Arhus for a moment, to a fucked single bedded “cell” with a fucked phone. An ignorant incompetant concierge, followed with an “upgrade” to another room, featuring two single beds pushed together, and yet again.. a phone that don’t work. Ricky Gervais said Heaven’s gonna be like Ibiza, well Arhus sounds like hell. Phew!! I’ve stayed in many a band accomm around NZ just like that. I knew exactly how you felt having to spend even more than a minute in that dump of a hotel. Hope the friendly young neighbours arn’t gonna UTMW doof! doof! later.

    P L
    Auckland, New Zealand

  9. avatar
    Anonymous | 4 May 2007 at 6:06 am #

    put both your hands on the wheel……..hold up your fingers n thumbs……..your left hand has an L shape made by thumbkin and pointer………..ummm ahhh…..thats the only way i can get it right sometimes…….genx xxxxxxxxx

  10. avatar
    Anonymous | 4 May 2007 at 6:12 am #

    MD,
    is that a phallic symbol in the background of your New Season painting?
    Interesting

  11. avatar
    syrinx | 4 May 2007 at 6:29 am #

    It has always baffled me
    that my friends with advanced degrees
    fail to understand
    the intimidation factor
    those various degrees hold
    for those of us who do not hold them.

    I finally had my satisfaction when my bestest mate-ess, who used to say she just didn’t get the chip we all have on our shoulders about it. She went back to university and began working on her next level in a VERY advanced manner in an ENTIRELY new field. One night she phoned me, was in tears. “I feel so stupid,” she said. “I feel like I’m ten years behind all the time.”

    I chose sympathy over gloating.

    On the outside.

  12. avatar
    DjErrnie-thetoothless-crabjockey | 4 May 2007 at 7:18 am #

    Dur Dum Dur Dum…

    That camp half dead finless wobbagong has washed up on the T-beings beach yet again..

    someones got da put dat spineless fish out of it’s misery.

    I wonder if fishes like that are unable to have intercourse caus the male ones don’t have any kit ta copulate.

    Sad sad, nearly dead Ol Fishy.

  13. avatar
    craig1.618 | 4 May 2007 at 8:31 am #

    i read this story and found it simply fascinating……….perhaps you might too……i put it up on my blog space thing for easy access

    storm

  14. avatar
    Tony | 4 May 2007 at 8:51 am #

    really enjoyed reading today’s blog
    thanks for writing it, sk

    “poo, zees iz feesh?”

  15. avatar
    verdelay | 4 May 2007 at 9:21 am #

    Three Lives
    ———–

    1.
    Live it once
    In the here and now

    Too fast to take it all in
    It’s over before you know it

    2.
    Live it twice
    In reflection

    Details cropped and edges smoothed
    A little blue lie, or a story you tell yourself to help you sleep at night.

    3.
    Live it thrice
    On the way out

    And it all becomes clear.

  16. avatar
    wamp< the bathplug >of the swamp | 4 May 2007 at 9:37 am #

    down below the surface……………….

    ^

    meet me at the ghost cafe

  17. avatar
    matthew | 4 May 2007 at 9:40 am #

    Love it when your blog goes the *incredible* distance… that was incredible. Cheers matey.

  18. avatar
    namaste | 4 May 2007 at 9:51 am #

    ahhhhh, thats better….
    Ive been chantin ‘let it be’ for 2 days now.

    I’ve also been thinking a bit lately about your take on karma sk, even wanted to know your thoughts on the connection to your fellow band mates, for example…todays blog ignited me, thanks.
    you are a man, a human man, enlightened to a degree (more than some-indeed!). again, I say, its all in the choosing, yes?

    go gently

  19. avatar
    Symon | 4 May 2007 at 10:12 am #

    I’m just a regular guy from Melbourne’s suburbs who’s had his troubles with life and relationships and himself as a person….maybe therefore I dunno much Steve….but it sure sounds to me like your Shadow self..the one we all keep buried down real deep in case he/she starts causing problems…is actually runnin your show pretty regularly.

    It’s wonderful you’re back home safe and sound…now you just need the family around you. Hopefully then you can start to recapture some of that personal peace and self acceptance that you obviously enjoy from time to time.

    It’s time…Time Being… to move your Shadows’ cooped up anger somewhere else.

  20. avatar
    fantasticandy | 4 May 2007 at 10:26 am #

    right steve! that’s it!
    iv’e had quite enough of this now.
    before i get the gloves off, let me make a few things perfectly clear.
    1. i have already apologised to you both personally, and on here for letting this thing go public.

    2. i AM in a real band and i know how damned hard it can be.

    3. my original comment regarding ‘the chair’ was made in good humour.

    4. the comment to follow will be rather less amusing.

    you say today:

    ‘kilbeys eyes imply things
    they imply things he has no idea of
    and make promises
    he never realised he was making
    or breaking…’

    bullshit!

    do you want me to quote your e-mail again?

    do you remember writing it?

    did someone else write it for you?

    did THEY forget?

    you ARE a brilliant artist, i think you’d excell in any field.
    your writings and observations,
    that wry wit, all these things, make you a truly exeptional person.

    but i’m no arse kisser.
    i’m real.
    i really needed a litte bit of help.
    you really did offer it.
    i was really there.
    just like you.

    i like you so much man, and you know it,
    so why don’t you
    come down off that fucking cross,
    and let’s put an end to this thing.

    respect man… yeah, that’s the word…fine writing about it, another thing alltogether showing it.
    i am a staunch supporter of genuine art, not an ass-licking buffoon.
    celticat,queen hatsphut,stealhblue,
    veleska,cee,dabberhasher,being here,coach,amanda,kat,brian,kissy,
    syrinx,paul,the dean,malarkey,anonymous…even matt, and loads, loads more.
    well wev’e all got one, no, two things in common:
    we all love the church…..and the second thing?…..
    wer’e not just words on a screen.
    cut us…we bleed.

    still your humble servant,
    andy L.

  21. avatar
    Daberhasher | 4 May 2007 at 10:42 am #

    ah, the ins and outs, and withins and withouts… i feel much better now…
    nice installment…

    aloha,
    ee

  22. avatar
    The Chair's Disciple | 4 May 2007 at 10:49 am #

    THE CHAIR

    ‘LOOK IF YOU DARE!!’

  23. avatar
    Orectolobus, the flaccid wobbegong | 4 May 2007 at 11:19 am #

    As y’all know my I’m washed up and my career’s fin-ished. However before I go to the Great Kelp Garden in the sky I just wanted to say this –

    When two fish have an argument, and Fish A won’t say sorry to Fish B for slighting Fish B: it’s best for Fish B to just swim away and let bygones be bygones. If this doesn’t happen – then both of ’em are gonna get consumed by Vitriol (also known as Tiger Shark C).

    I also wanted to let you humans know that the meaning of life can be found in…(expires on the wet sand)

  24. avatar
    zebob | 4 May 2007 at 11:20 am #

    Working title of next Kilbey solo effort, “The Chair Dialogues”
    Wonderful blog entry. You bring the reader right there along with you down Memory Lane.
    -z

  25. avatar
    namaste | 4 May 2007 at 11:22 am #

    andy l man whats your agenda?
    what do you get outa sk apologising to you? is it gonna make you feel beta about feeling pissed off that you are unwell? I get you’ve taken it personally, i probably would too and hey maybe you’ll get sk to come down from your cross, maybe not…what then?
    heres a tip – go take the said empty chair, put sk there and tell him, in private, how pissed off you are, get it all out man. then try switching places and hear what sk has to say…maybe you will and maybe you wont – forgive.
    gestaltpuristx

  26. avatar
    isolde | 4 May 2007 at 11:33 am #

    thanks for the post sk

    craigie 1.618 that was amazing thanks for posting that
    http://craig1618.blogspot.com/

    dear andyl go read that story that craigie put there and it will make you feel better

    you came back like that and i know when you been so close to the end but you come back, everything is very heightened and sensitive and precious and we all struggle with these emotions like you have gone through lately, no one is against you

    maybe sk is just saying his face and expression does things he can’t control and we all have had that, you know, you get feedback from someone about their impression of you and it just drives you crazy cos our face really is beyond our control sometimes its a mask its a defence .. and others see what they want to see in your face … hell I know as a woman i don’t even make eye contact with men half the time cos they will think its an invitation and that makes me like a stone wall, either way you can’t win!

    hang in there brother, ricky didn’t know who you were or how much we all mean to eachother even though we don’t know eachother, or how to ignore the crap and just treasure the good stuff people write, we are all equal here no matter how talented or not or whatever we are in the rest of our lives

  27. avatar
    eek | 4 May 2007 at 11:47 am #

    connect up to infiniti (reedy)

    Haha! I remember that blog entry. Very cool.

    left and right has always been bad for me kilbey thinks

    My sense of direction — including knowing my right from left — is so bad it’s a wonder I ever get where I’m trying to go. And when it’s an overcast day and the shadows aren’t very strong (or it’s night), I am totally clueless about what’s east and west and all that crap too. Mapquest with it’s “turn east” directions drives me nuts! How am I supposed to know which way is east? Grrr!

    go on lady thats the only colour green they got

    And this line just made me laugh. 🙂

  28. avatar
    Anonymous | 4 May 2007 at 12:03 pm #

    Oh dear….

    And just a couple of days ago we were all so in love with each other…

    I….I…I…dunno.

    But I’m gonna follow Isolde’s lead. She’s a clear and rational thinker whose opinion always seems to fit.

    Ben V. – Thanks for the shout out – you are one the nicest and most positive ppl here.

    Ricky M. – You have clearly a great talent for communicating in this particular medium. You really know how to get your message across! You should get your own blog. You are a natural. And I’m gonna see that movie DIG Peter Poddy recommended. My own personnal favourite is the Matallica rock doc. Lordy, lordy, the indulgences those chaps get away with!!

    Sue C. – What good gal you are! I raise a glass to you as our lone representative of rural Australia.

    Andy L. – I don’t quite know what to say. I’m dissapppointed on your behalf. You seem so nice. I can’t speak for the big fella, but Virgo’s do have a really hard time saying sorry or admitting they were wrong. I, for example, have never been wrong about anything, ever. Drives my partner nuts…but I cannot capitulate. Having said that SK does seem to try very hard in this area (see Croation file 04/07) and he’s certainly better at it than me. I’m loved in spite of my faults and failings which is what true love is. You have wonderful friends and a great partner (Hellooo Chrissy!). This will all be forgotten soon.

    Matt D. oh Matt D! A chap who wears his heart on his sleeve and maintains an unshakable faith. I’m gonna watch you youtube short later tonight. I have terrific respect for actors. I think it’s one the scariest things one could ever undertake.

    John Garrett – Succinct and to the point. No mucking around. And I like that! May god bless you and keep you.

    The true believers – Queen H., Veleska, Cee, daniel 12, ryan, the punctuation lady (currently awol), daberhasher, syrinx, richards and simons et al, being here doing this, chela…too many others to mention.

    Have a great night. I come here everyday so I’ll c u all tomorrow. For the time being I’m off to bed.

    B. good
    B. Bon

  29. avatar
    Anonymous | 4 May 2007 at 12:21 pm #

    sweet sweet blog sk

  30. avatar
    fantasticandy | 4 May 2007 at 12:27 pm #

    to namaste,
    got it wrong mate!
    i was gonna leave it,
    i wasn’t gonna say another word.
    you have no idea do you?
    this blog is turning into drivel.
    what is it supposed to be, ‘the steve kilbey love posse’?
    once upon a time there was some real debate on here.
    not just mud-slinging or ‘oh steve your’e so wonderful’, i reckon most of the time he is!
    but did you actually read what his ‘friend’ ricky wrote about me?
    put yourself in my shoes just for one minute,
    do you really think i deserve that kind of derision and abuse?
    i don’t think anyone does!
    killer can defend himself,
    more eloquently than most too.
    i just don’t wanna read bullshit from him! he’d probabally had half a bottle of the old green fairy when he sent the e-mail!
    i ‘aint got a problem with that!
    of course when he woke up in the morning to yet another grueller of a day with another 600km slog, crap food, duff hotel, tiny crowd,
    wet stinky clothes,missing the kids,unable to get in touch with the wife, and god alone knows how many other problems we can only guess at,he forgot about it.
    i would have forgotten!
    after all that they’ve been through
    it’s no suprise at all.
    i am not blaming steve kilbey for anything at all.
    but if he’s gonna write bullshit coded messages to have a dig,
    i’ll respond.
    it’s not about big fish/small fish anyhow!
    if steve leaves it, so shall i.

    i have a right to make a point too.
    and you just didn’t get it, my own fault i feel, because next to steve i’m barely articulate.
    the great wordsmith will always beat me in this game of language.

    to steve,
    i don’t want or need an apology. you don’t even know me,
    just like when you first met ricky all those years ago.
    quick chat, quick signature ect.
    but you left a great impression.
    cause that’s the kind of guy you are.
    you’ve shared more with us over the last eighteen months on this blog than i think anyone else would dare.
    it’s been totally remarkable.
    you’ve made us all feel ‘connected’
    with you in some way.
    almost kinda ‘best,most trusted, closest friend’ albeit by proxy,
    but it felt, no, feels very real.

    so, yeah i’m pissed off.
    but you started it!
    luv,
    andy L.

  31. avatar
    veleska1970 | 4 May 2007 at 12:27 pm #

    “kilbeys eyes imply things
    they imply things he has no idea of
    and make promises
    he never realised he was making
    or breaking…”
    steve, sweetie, please stop beating up yourself over that damned chair. i’m sure you’re disappointed with yourself for the unintended transgression, but things happen, especially when one has a lot going on at once. and andyL has forgiven you, so please forgive yourself. 🙂

    ladies and gentlmen: i hearby announce that the Chair Forum is officially CLOSED. **banging gavel on table**

    heh heh heh….i sure wish i had your patience while i’m behind the wheel. since a great deal of my time is spent driving, i don’t have a lot, and especially since my accident a couple of weeks ago.

    “…tomorrows episode: standing in the wings feeling kinda sick”
    you know, this is what i actually should have asked you when you had your “one question” bit last year~~do you ever get stage fright? i’ve seen you four times, and you make it look sooooo effortless.

    lotza love (AND hugs…)

  32. avatar
    veleska1970 | 4 May 2007 at 12:38 pm #

    amen, andy.

  33. avatar
    fantasticandy | 4 May 2007 at 12:38 pm #

    Isolde
    9:33pm
    1. i’m so sorry i left you out of my namecheck, your comments are always of interest!

    2. your’e probably right!

    3. thank you,very much,really.
    i needed that!

    take care everyone
    luv,
    andy L.

  34. avatar
    steve kilbey | 4 May 2007 at 12:54 pm #

    there was not one word in this intended to be about the “chair”
    please desist now

  35. avatar
    fantasticandy | 4 May 2007 at 1:01 pm #

    oh, b. bon
    i left you out too,
    c,s and n quote time,
    ‘everybody i love you’
    and i ‘ain’t just sayn’ it!
    andy L.

  36. avatar
    fantasticandy | 4 May 2007 at 1:03 pm #

    cheers for that steve!
    your pal,
    andy L.

  37. avatar
    Anonymous | 4 May 2007 at 1:05 pm #

    This is some guy’s blog, not a “community” or a forum…more like a cult. Maybe the start of a new religion? Stranger things have happened.

  38. avatar
    Anonymous | 4 May 2007 at 1:07 pm #

    it all started when he hit me back!!!!!!……….yeah!I know what its all about………ya see…..ya put ya right arm in.ya put ya right arm out.ya put ya right arm in and ya shake it all about…bleh bleh etc etc……….and THATS what its all about!!!!you cant see this as superficial……i am the blind lady who has died many deaths…physically and emotionally.sometimes my spirit wanted to die as well……..oh,please lighten up…..this is not real life,its interaction on the net……there is so much more to us all than is represented by our individual attempts at wit and magic……..obsessive is dangerous for to the balance ofour real purpose……..much love to you all….from a genx who is also adverse to needing a help

  39. avatar
    restaurant mark | 4 May 2007 at 1:17 pm #

    yeah, i like using the line, “it only comes in one shade of green lady (or man)”. you know depending on the gender…i may even add the occasional mother fucker in there too. i’m not mad though, just suggesting they should go…now.
    by the way, have you heard the new black rebel motorcycle club record? wondered if ricky might’ve had an early copy. anyway, it’s a great record! love that band!
    take care man.

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    12str | 4 May 2007 at 1:21 pm #

    outside looking in..what does the image of yourself tell you?…is this who you are?…is this who you want to be?they say that character you play is? nevets..TTB..SK…the man behind it all…is he ever to be revealed..sometimes like an open book..sometimes disturbed by the attention…all the time present..

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    John Garratt | 4 May 2007 at 1:29 pm #

    “left and right has always been bad for me kilbey thinks”

    Despite listening to the song many times, north south east west trips me up.

    Someone: Turn west.
    Me: Which way is that, right or left?
    Someone: Just turn west!

    John Garratt

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    CSTCoach | 4 May 2007 at 2:23 pm #

    good to have ya back, SK.

    placed an order for Fruit Machine yestaday, really looking fwd to the read. 🙂

    still on desert time… it’s been miserable dropping suddenly back into deadlines and schedules and all that makebelieve…

    ryan

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    Cee | 4 May 2007 at 2:23 pm #

    he sings the words
    the words are ingrained somewhere
    they slide out effortlessly

    canta las palabras
    las palabras acumuladas
    salen sin esfurezo

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    veleska1970 | 4 May 2007 at 2:49 pm #

    i just ordered the “fruit machine”….can’t wait for its arrival. 🙂

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    malcolm arkey | 4 May 2007 at 2:49 pm #

    To Craig1.618,

    I have great respect for you for posting that excerpt on your blog.

    Thankyou very very very much.

    Luv,

    Mal

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    coyote | 4 May 2007 at 3:32 pm #

    So is this Ricky guy in the Dandy Warhols or not ?!

  47. avatar
    Anonymous | 4 May 2007 at 3:33 pm #

    And who the fuck is Matt Davison ?!

  48. avatar
    Anonymous | 4 May 2007 at 3:35 pm #

    oh kilbey thou false chair promiser

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    Anonymous | 4 May 2007 at 3:38 pm #

    ricky is in the brianjonestown massacre…kicked around with the d.war hoes but not the same – if you look on youttube you’ll see bjm videos – one of which has a chorus that sounds a lot like dead or alive’s spin me right round like a record but slowed down a bit…they’re okay but not as good as the warhols

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    Brien Comerford | 4 May 2007 at 3:47 pm #

    Today’s blog was a classic and it should be placed into “The Time Being” book that you should publish. As a vegetarian I also have to sometimes eat dairy if nothing else is available. As long as we don’t eat meat, poultry, fish, shellfish or any other dead creature, we are still bona fide veggies. My problem is I like too many 80 proof vegetarian beverages. If I smoked the weed I would immediatly lose my job. Jains, Hindus, Buddhists and Seventh Day Adventist vegetarians allow dairy products. I still feel guilty though because the dairy industry is very inhumane to cows and chickens. Back to music, The Church song “Numbers” could make the Church huge if it were to be used as a theme song for a major television series or movie. Sorry, my mind is racing,it’s time to check out !

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    huh? | 4 May 2007 at 4:06 pm #

    Steve,
    read in the Go-Betweens biog that Grant got you started on the smack.
    Wha–?!?

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    CSTCoach | 4 May 2007 at 4:28 pm #

    hey mattd,

    checked out the trailer, looks cool.

    thought fellow fiendss might enjoy this shot of a choich moment in the deserts of arabia… listening to Wide Open Road http://www.rmaxstaff.com/murdock/jordan%20images/WadiRum3.jpg

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    gareth,notts | 4 May 2007 at 4:33 pm #

    the time being has always been essential reading,and thanks to the ‘chairgate’ scandal now so are the comments! entertaining stuff all round! btw,brien comerford,i’ve found meself agreeing 110% with every post you’ve made so far….

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    stealthblue | 4 May 2007 at 4:43 pm #

    Cheers and thank you all. Good to see yas. 🙂

    Kilbo, nice one. Except it made me think about my own years that have just snapped by!! There’s so much to do still too. Crazy isn’t it? It just doesn’t make sense sometimes. The more time goes on, the faster it gets…

    Have a groovilicious weekend.

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    davem | 4 May 2007 at 4:45 pm #

    Sing-songs!!
    Still one of my fave pieces of vinyl.
    Both myself and wifey bought it as soon as it came out (was it autumn 83?) so I’m pretty sure I’ve got a second copy of it lurking about somewhere.
    Offers anybody?…not that I’d sell!!

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    zebob | 4 May 2007 at 4:58 pm #

    A man tries to sneak up behind Shrek, but Shrek turns in time
    and sees him.
    WOMAN
    The chair! Give him the chair!
    Shrek smashes a chair over the guys back. Finally all the men
    are down. Donkey kicks one of them in the helmet, and the ding
    sounds the end of the match. The audience goes wild.

    Sorry. Couldn’t resist.
    -z

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    kat | 4 May 2007 at 5:00 pm #

    re: directions and getting lost, someone once put a compass in my car for me. that did me absolutely no good, in fact it was useless. i can drive ten-fifteen hours across the country and make it, feeling and looking like the hunchback of notre dame, but when i arrive in town, thats when its over.. lost ! ! mapquest does suck, yahoo directions are better, imo.

    my best to all,
    ;]=~~
    still lost

    k@t

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    zebob | 4 May 2007 at 5:01 pm #

    Ximinez [angrily hurling away the cushions]: Hm! She is made of harder stuff! Cardinal Fang! Fetch…THE COMFY CHAIR!

    [JARRING CHORD]

    [Zoom into Fang’s horrified face]

    Fang [terrified]: The…Comfy Chair?

    [Biggles pushes in a comfy chair — a really plush one]

    Ximinez: So you think you are strong because you can survive the soft cushions. Well, we shall see. Biggles! Put her in the Comfy Chair!

    [They roughly push her into the Comfy Chair]

    Ximinez [with a cruel leer]: Now — you will stay in the Comfy Chair until lunch time, with only a cup of coffee at eleven. [aside, to Biggles] Is that really all it is?
    Biggles: Yes, lord.
    Ximinez: I see. I suppose we make it worse by shouting a lot, do we? Confess, woman. Confess! Confess! Confess! Confess
    Biggles: I confess!
    Ximinez: Not you!

    OK. That’s it from me. I promise.
    -z

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    Anonymous | 4 May 2007 at 6:31 pm #

    .

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    JJ | 4 May 2007 at 7:36 pm #

    I daydream all the time; driving, in meetings at work, when I was a boy at school. Imagining worlds unrealized. Scenes made of vapour trails. I’d rather read the TB right now than work. Enjoyed today’s travelogue diary entry – days go by blending one into the other, and the memories re-emerge.

    Have there been times when going on causes “anxiety in your neck?” You always look comfortable up there, stepping in and out of voice.

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    Tim | 4 May 2007 at 8:58 pm #

    Why do we do things when we know they are bad for us?

  62. avatar
    tim | 4 May 2007 at 9:15 pm #

    or make us feel bad?

    (sorry for the 2 parter)

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    Cee | 4 May 2007 at 10:24 pm #

    Hey Ryan!
    Great shot of you in the desert!
    Weren’t your toes burning???

  64. avatar
    ed in fl | 4 May 2007 at 10:28 pm #

    chair schmere…enuf already with the chair!

    ed in fl

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    CSTCoach | 4 May 2007 at 11:09 pm #

    “Hey Ryan!
    Great shot of you in the desert!
    Weren’t your toes burning???”

    Hey Cee 🙂

    No, just very dirty. I guess the filth formed an insulator of sorts LOL.

    It’s really uncomfortable to ride a camel with shoes on. Not to mention the constant sand. “Sand in my sandals…”

    This one’s even cooler, taken by my photographer:
    http://www.rmaxstaff.com/murdock/jordan%20images/_DSC4337%20copy.jpg

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    Queen Hatshepsut | 4 May 2007 at 11:17 pm #

    Oh dear sweet God people, I can’t read about Chairgate anymore. I’ve got a much more important topic.
    Children – Adorable little tykes or creatures than need to be placed on a planet far, far away?

    I have the cold from hell, am teaching second graders and ripped my voice apart today trying to keep them on track. This is my student teaching, and although really I do love my kids, I don’t think teaching 7 year olds is for me. Having 20 kids pulling on my sweater all day saying “Can I get a drink? Can I go to bathroom? Andrea is copying from Juan!” gets really annoying. I told them if they absolutely felt the need to tattle they had to put their complaint in writing; that’s the only way I’ll accept it.

    Then I run into some little maniac outside climbing on top of the railing. I said “Get down.” He says NO! The little f-er said NO! He was as defiant as any kid I’d ever seen. I said “Well then we’re going to visit the principal.” He says “I’ve already been to the principal.” NOTHING would get this kid down. And because of the litigious nature of this screwed up society, I couldn’t touch him to actually pull him down. Little shit. It’s sad actually. We have a tremendous amount of seriously emotionally disturbed kids at the school. I won’t go into the reasons – but you can imagine what they are.

    Then onto the middle schoolers and high schoolers. I go into a Jamba Juice. The idiots BREAK my straw in half, AND manage to puncture the foam cup so my drink is dripping everywhere. And they spelled my name as “Deneise” – ok, it’s not a real common name anymore, but for the LOVE OF SWEET JESUS – I am so SICK of everyone spelling my name wrong. I get called Dennis a lot too. That’s my father’s name. IDIOTS!

    And to top it all off, some middle schooler decided to play chicken in front of my car when I pulled into my driveway. He and his studly friend were walking as if there was NO CAR directly behind them. Oblivious or arrogant or both!! Then they start walking to the left. I steer to the right to go around them and one of the kids JUMPS in front of my car causing me to slam on my brakes. At that point, all decorum went right out the window and I yelled “Get out of the way you little idiot or I’m going to kick your ass into next week.” Not exactly my best moment, I admit it.

    Oh it’s just so frustrating sometimes. Rock star, singer, teacher, whatever…we all have our burdens and bad days.

    I’m just cranky because this cold is the 4th one I’ve had in 5 months from working with kids. They’re going to kill me, I swear. Most of the time I’m a reasonable, sane person. But today? Not so much. Really, really happy I have cats. I’m sure I’ll feel better Monday. We hope.
    denise (d – e – n – i – s -e)
    xxoo

    p.s. of course this applies to none of the Time Being commenters’ children, or SK’s lovely girls. Naturally! 😉

  67. avatar
    tim | 4 May 2007 at 11:23 pm #

    SK, I don’t know how to contact you otherwise by email or your label (can’t find an address on that site either)

    You would be a wonderfull part of this collaboration with the two former members of Tea Party. I work with Jeff Burrows, the drummer for more info on the project please read the article in the newspaper link below. You’d be amazing with these two amazing guys and musicians. Email me tim.fenn@sympatico.ca and I’ll send you address to Jeff. Ian of the Bunnymen and Richard Butler the P-furs may sing on a couple of songs. What say you?

    http://www.canada.com/windsorstar/news/entertainment/story.html?id=f36e7eac-b293-4ecf-85c2-4915e9c9b4d7&k=24517

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    davem | 4 May 2007 at 11:45 pm #

    Goodnight all.
    Feeling a bit low.
    The Church have been and gone. I worry that they won’t EVER visit us again or make another record. I’m awaiting the announcement like an effing death sentence.
    Then my glorious leader esskay’s been low. Andy’s a truly great gent and he is upset.
    Post tour blues? The sign of things to come? Don’t get me wrong…I love the solo work and the collabs: Mimesis, Isidore etc but The Church?? Pleeeaasssse don’t pull the plug.
    Love and stuff to Steve and all fiends across the world.

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    zebob | 5 May 2007 at 12:07 am #

    Listening to “Forget Yourself” a ton lately. From top to bottom, an amazing recording. (I’m slowly becoming reacquainted with all the recordings after “Priest=Aura,” when The Church fell off my listening map.) I could listen to “Telepath” until the cows come home. Then I mix it up with “Uninvited” when I do my running; always get an extra kick when “Unified Field” and “Easy” start hitting my earbuds. For housecleaning and while I’m at work, I prefer “Siguiente.” Is it me or is Tim Powles’ drumming on “Siguiente” just about the best darn thing since Croatian peach juice?
    -z

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    belfrank | 5 May 2007 at 12:21 am #

    Great blog Killa!

    Let’s all move on from all mention of fucking furniture. Alot of people made asses of themselves so I ain’y getting involved 😉

    The Church not the Chair!

    Amen and Hallelia!

    Belfrank

  71. avatar
    MATTDAVISON | 5 May 2007 at 1:12 am #

    I feel the COMEDOWN……..

  72. avatar
    Anonymous | 5 May 2007 at 1:26 am #

    Justice is served –

    Paris Hilton is going to jail!

  73. avatar
    Anonymous | 5 May 2007 at 1:37 am #

    Hi sk,
    Are you taking the weekend off? I can totoally understand that, that’s for sure!!!
    love
    Amanda

  74. avatar
    Anonymous | 5 May 2007 at 1:48 am #

    Don’t forget The go-betweens thing on TV tonight on the ABC. Grant’s anniversary tomorrow. Hope you don’t have to watch it in your house by yourself SK. It’s gonna be sad. I’m gonna have a glass of red wine and toast his memory. One year already.

    Life is fleeting, eh?

    B.Bon

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    Brien Comerford | 5 May 2007 at 1:58 am #

    I love the leader of this Church. He is very mystical,earnest and spiritual. He will not eat any of the Creator’s creatures; he’s into karma; and he allows his congregation to drink and smoke weed.

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    Anonymous | 5 May 2007 at 3:04 am #

    Welcome home sk. Glad you had a safe flight back. We sure have missed you. Sorry the fambley aren’t back yet, but they will be soon. At least u can recover from the jet lag peacefully. Sorry about the down side of the tour, but some of those venues must have been in places very hard for people to get to. Just don’t even think about touring for awhile, then when u reassess it, maybe just a couple of places in Europe with time off to appreciate the city and the UK, USA, NZ & Oz. You know u still have lotsa devoted fans whose lives you brighten by your blogge, poetry, music and live performances, sure would be a bleak place without our sk. Bondi will rejuvenate you.

    Catching up on the last week of blogs, went to Melby for a wk. Had to check out Manchester Lane, wasn’t how I imagined it to be, good band on but wished the Church was on while there. Came across a very interesting bohemian lady. Would have loved to listen to a conversation between the 2 of u. She has shunned the material life and slept in the park for 6 years, don’t know if she still does. Evidently from what I heard when she sees a piano or other musical instruments she will go and play them. She is the most gifted pianist and I was so privileged to catch her playing the piano at the hotel I stayed at. Music is everthing to her, worldly things mean zilch. Don’t know the sad outcome of her life, but she seems happy enough with nothing. Once she starts playing the piano she can play for hours. No sheet music, she even composed a beautiful piece of music on the spot. I requested her to play Moon River (like Baby B I love that song, always have) when she played it bought tears to my eyes.
    Like u she is a genius, never got the fame and fortune u both deserved, but music is what makes life living. I want to thank you so much for all the joy you and the band have bought to my life and I look forward to much more to come, when you’re ready.

    Love & peace,
    t

    p.s. After the break please play sometime anywhere in Sydley, you’re devoted followers will give you the welcome home you deserve.

  77. avatar
    Anonymous | 5 May 2007 at 3:17 am #

    vegetarian proseletyzers unite!!!!!!

  78. avatar
    Anonymous | 5 May 2007 at 3:28 am #

    I’m a fucking vegetarian look at me hear me roar. weeeeeee……

  79. avatar
    Anonymous | 5 May 2007 at 1:31 pm #

    The Tea Party fuckin’ stank!


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