posted on October 18, 2011 at 10:51 pm

who the fuck is writing this stuff.......?

my bizarre day

i fly to melbourne early to do press

met at airport by 2 lovelies the delightful smiling cake

and the aegean diamond  herself

who drive me around town

so far so good

i get to the first interview at the abc radio

before we go on

a guy comes up introduces himself

hes a novelist and we’re both on this show today

something is troubling him however

hes hesitant to say it exactly

hes about ten years younger than me and hes a very nice bloke

hes very articulate

and he goes at great lengths to be polite and gracious

to cut a long story short

he is currently “seeing” an old flame of mine

a famous old flame i have never really ever discussed much

shes not mentioned in my bob lurie bio at all

lately strangely i have been feeling her presence in my life

to set things straight

she was truly the first women or person i ever “loved”

whatever that word means to you or me  now or then

she was that person

after being in a few boring painful meaningless nothing much things

a short marriage to a women who was good looking and intelligent

but so unfulfilling for both of us

and then one day i met this particular person

i was 26 and pretty much single again

at 21 she was extremely girlish

she was reading the news at a radio station where i was being interviewed

i looked through the glass booth and we made eye contact

and her charisma and happiness and intelligence blasted me

i also had an incredible sense of familiarity instantly

we both felt the hand of fate

we recognised each other

i knew at once we would fall in love

i got an introduction and it all worked out

she came and saw my band play one night

and the next day i refused to go back to sydney

it was impossible

things happen in my life

and i cannot do otherwise but obey this feeling of destiny

like the way i hired marty on the spot…i just knew

i could  sometimes somehow remember the future…

well i stayed in melbourne

i remember the other geezas laughing and getting on the plane

but i hung around in melbourne and tracked her down

i had never done anything like that in my life

i was confident that this person would play her part in my life

we met up

she was everything i thought and more

larger than life and so thoughtful

so well bred

impeccable taste impeccable manners impeccable language

yet approachable with a musical laugh and strange emphatic eyes

she blew my socks off i guess you could say

we fell in deeply and fast

we were in truth each others first important thing

she obliterated everything before her with one easy smile

and she was yet young and naive and …..everything

for the next 2 years or so  81,82

i spent most of my time staying at her flat in south melbourne

she was delighted to show me round melbourne

a city that was always more my spiritual home than sydney

she got up early and went in to her job now on tv

it was apparent to me she would be a big star

no question in my mind

she had across the board appeal for everybody

she had all her bases covered

she was effortlessly “sexy” whatever the fuck that is ,she was

she was that without trying

and no one to my knowledge could resist her warm soothing voice

but she was not a fake

her dad was a silver haired handsome  pharmacist

her mother  an incredible beauty and ex-socialite or something

she had 5 brothers n sisters all goodlooking and charismatic

it was just one of those families …they were all kinda perfect

a stately family home

after dinner the gentlemen would retire drink a brandy

and play billiards in the billiards room

they were an elegant family

it was an honour to know them

they made me quite welcome even tho i was a pot smoking yob

my parents and my house werent anything like them

i was a bit impressed and intimidated

yet they were not snobs by any means

they were just a patrician type of family

they were good taste and never vulgar

they were like australian royalty or something

i could not find any fault with them or my girlfriend

she inspired many songs

i wrote many well known church songs to her and for her

to be in your eyes was a private song i wrote for her

but other people urged me to put it out there

i guess i didnt need much arm twisting

another song :disappear?

i wrote that as a lullaby for her on the spot

one sleepy afternoon strumming my guitar as she lay in bed half awake

many other songs too….you can figure em out if you want

we had amazing times together and rarely quarrelled

i believed we had something

we spent much time enjoying ourselves

we had money between us and some fame

and free time to goof off

and we had little holidays n stuff

am i allowed to say all this now?

is 30 years long enough for declassification ?

anyhow i met karin jansson in  late 82

and felt the hand of fate

i knew as soon as i saw her that we would have the twins

i could not alter it

me and the other girl parted company i guess

she was understanding and super unhysterical

she was sad but no fuss was made

i saw her once or twice after that

but it was kinda strange and it discontinued

she went on to fame and fortune

she had a few famous and not so famous boyfriends after me

she got married had kids and i never heard from her again

the case was closed

we never mentioned each other i guess

then lately i feel her moving again towards me somehow

on the way to this studio ive been thinking about her today

30 years ago today….i wonder what i was doing ….

anyway the author guy kinda says he thinks someone may mention it

someone has in fact mentioned it already it seems

he doesnt want it n she doesnt want it

but me…i cant guarantee him i wont talk about her if they ask

shes a bit of an icon with a serious reputation

i guess they dont want me reminiscing over our days

even tho so long ago

i come loaded with drug and hedonistic connotations

is it possible people may imagine how that youthful popstar

and that lovely and clever catholic

and soon to be famous girl next door type

whiled away a few years

when money and time and freedom were plentiful

people may imagine i was a bad influence upon her

people may imagine she was impressed by my schtick

most people probably dont imagine

how we had such a good thing and let it go just like that

i dont really understand it myself

its a bit of a mystery

anyway luckily i suppose because

after a strong spliff and a big cup of coffee

i was ready to yack my head off about anything

including and especially about her

despite the authors very reasonable hope i’d shut up if asked…

but they never asked

the author turns out to be a good guy

a serious contender in his field

a deep and weighty tome on something serious

at the airport i notice his books all over the place

the man is a top notch proper artistic type

the reviews from everywhere are glowing

paris washington new york london

the guy is doing very very well

i am pleased for them both i guess

they are both very clever and very gracious too

yet i am disturbed nonetheless….why?

the rest of my interviews today is just me raving on

i’m good at raving on

so its all at it should be

the other thing tho is weird


i see the geeza again later outside another radio station

he kinda blanks me

and gee

i had hoped they might invite me over for dinner one night


or what……?




123 Responses to “stranger than fiction….”

  1. avatar
    eekie | 18 October 2011 at 11:07 pm #

    You do remember that you mentioned her on this blog not very long ago, don’t you?

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    BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 18 October 2011 at 11:51 pm #

    To remember it and relive it as if it was yesterday can only mean to me that (just my opinion) something is unresolved and now has reached the surface once more. Maybe, you did not process it back than correctly enough for it to stay unresolved…we all can only be very thankful to you for sharing this with us all, virtually complete strangers. I am not suggesting any type of closure. What I have learned in all my therapy sessions is the mind has a way of placing you back to a certain point in time for a purpose, it may be simple as just finally telling us all, in your words, what transpired. I guess the part of all this that confuses me is that, it is a lovely moment in your life and your subconscious made a decision to away, almost secretively for a precise decision. What and why? Almighty only knows. The story is wonderful and harmless. Maybe, it was a crossroad and the signs were not clear enough, or you were finally able to really ‘be yourself ‘ and with all the time constraints and demands happening everyday…you long for that gentle soft simplicity of what you both shared. And from that point in time, forward, you always had to ‘ he’d someone else for whatever situation you found yourself in. I think you long for the day (or days from long ago) where you could just be…Steve.

    Anyways, I really enjoyed that and I am so grateful you finally, for whatever analyzed reason why, opened up and took us back to a simplier time. It was quite amazing.

    Darrin K.

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    Anonymous | 19 October 2011 at 12:24 am #

    holy mother of pearl
    steve, this is impossible… and you may well laugh and say i’m full of it because i have no bloody proof, but this was sort of my request… i wouldn’t dare to ask this of you, how could i — so it was only a thought, a silent wishful thinking typo request — i guess i could find a few snippets in recent text files somewhere so yes there is sort of proof — two of my last comments started with quotes from old flames just barely returning from very weird trips from the past — always thought that a normal person ought to find one and only true love and stay put — so it seemed mine was a shameful anomaly, falling every few years, it’s like the heart gets hungry and empty and leaves to find a new tenant
    i’ve given in to this strange compelling need to describe the process that’s what the fragmented text files were and are still — how every tenant leaves some artifacts behind, tiny permanent scars on chordae tendineae — so they never truly leave
    maybe you retain these artifacts as well — maybe that’s what stirred you so much so unexpectedly —

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    . | 19 October 2011 at 12:51 am #

    no certainty attached definitely didn’t tell that story
    although it does offer a very concise glimpse into your journey
    this installment is another fine chapter from you, the mystery
    will hopefully be revealed for you soon, just like ancient history
    whispering in your ear from two thousand years ago, ever so quietly
    linking the points of your eternal round, spinning around in infinity
    who you loved and who loved you are integral parts of the connectivity
    of the great soul-making machine, buried deep in the vaults of eternity
    maybe you’re supposed to be inspired by this meeting, she maybe?
    what that inspiration is might not manifest itself so quickly
    nevertheless, keep it close to your heart and let it cling
    for a little long while, at least for the time being

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    Anonymous | 19 October 2011 at 2:09 am #

    maybe. dinner; I’m sure you’d all enjoy it — especially her. sounds like (by his actions), she’d love to get together which would be good for him too. just think with all of you together (talking over dinner)… a new old friend to keep in touch with again while adding along the way, yet another. I’m sure he’d like you too. 30 years is enough time gone by to remember and still care, and he should be happy that she’s so wonderful, you still do.

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    Anonymous | 19 October 2011 at 3:03 am #

    funny sidethought: I had one roommate years ago before being a mom… he was stunning and how do you say it, “a chick magnet.” But, we were only roommates, and he was my favorite not because of his charisma, but because he always put the toilet seat down and wasn’t a messy one; and when he wasn’t out there attracting females, he was really fun to talk to. Anyway, he had a girl for almost every day of the week (except poker night) — it was a parade. I kept my mouth shut. They were all so stunning, I sometimes even questioned myself. If I were home when one would be there, I’d gently explain, “we’re just roommates, nothing’s going on… some of them were nicer than others and we’d even become friends (but that was kinda hard because though i did, to keep his privacy, you’re not suppose to lie to your friends… so they were short lived friendships….) one night I asked him — why so many? His response: his freedom. my response: I can’t see how you think tying yourself every day to a varying commitment gives you freedom? He kind of looked at me but didn’t say anything… a few weeks later, this new girl — and maybe because of my words, he had decided to settle down a little. She became a constant. Good for him, I thought. But: she was the one that refused to believe nothign was going on between us – which I can’t see how she could even imagine that — she was there constantly; there would have been no time (nor his energy) for other than her. A month into their relationship, he took me out to dinner to explain things: I had to go; she didn’t like me around! Huh! But it’s my apartment and besides, I’m the only one she can trust. you mean, you’re kicking me to the curb. I left, but I missed him – he was fun to talk to and we always played games and cooked together and sometimes I’d get home from work and he’d washed all my lingerie and they were hanging over the shower rod – how thoughtful, so I wouldn’t have to stay home [those] evening and then I could go out with him (and some buddies of his)… we’d play cards – they were nice even when I won all their money. Even after she moved in, we still had our weekly poker games, so I got to see him then, at least. Then one evening she shows up at our game and starts screaming that I’m a bigger whore than she initally knew me to be… inferring, I was not only intimate with him, but the six other guys only had me at their poker table so I could be… yeah, right!

    everything kind of drifted. throughout the years, I missed him though, hoped he was okay when I thought of him… then about five years ago, I run into “her” and she recognizes me, and kind of in a more civil but still really snooty way asks me how I’ve been. Fine, thanks. And you? We got married. Who got married? We did. Oh, you guys did. Congratulations… how long? It would have been our 22nd anniversary this year, but he died. Oh, I’m sorry to hear… nice seeing you (really, it wasn’t but does it matter). Still in touch with some of my old poker buddies and called one and told him what I’d heard… he responded: nah, he’s not dead; he faked his own death to get away from her; he’s living in Argentina. Is he happy now? Yeah, really. Good… if you talk to him tell him I said hi. and we laughed — time and stories.

    • avatar
      thetimebeing | 19 October 2011 at 7:36 am #


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        Anonymous | 19 October 2011 at 10:34 am #

        I know – now I feel responsible for that poor man’s fake suicide!

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      BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 19 October 2011 at 9:07 am #

      Holy shit…that’s one of the best stories ever posted on here, I did not see the ending coming at all. WOW !!! I bet you can find him out on the web, maybe even FarceBook if you remember any of his aliases from the day. Wouldn’t that be something. If you do…somehow locate him, you have to come back on here, more that ‘anonymous ‘ and give us details.

      That was a trip !!!

      Darrin K.

    • Kraig
      Kraig | 19 October 2011 at 6:13 pm #

      Probably in witness protection…

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        BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 19 October 2011 at 10:30 pm #

        Pay the man Steve…funniest comment of the day !!! Brilliant KRAIG, simply Brilliant.

        Admirer of ur work,
        Darrin K.

  7. Jmb066
    Jmb066 | 19 October 2011 at 3:53 am #


    Interesting read today, its funny how things turn out, I always wonder what could of been with others from my past. Most of the time I realize the here and now is the best place to be. It would be incredible to have a look at what might have been though. To Be In Your Eyes is may fave on Blurred and Dissapear on Seance ironically they were both written for this mystery girlfriend. Must of been something special indeed. Is this someone well known here in the states? You have lived an amazing life Steve, with many more years of adventure to come. No matter what when I think of these types of things I would never trade in my kids that would not exist if I had went a different path so its always worth it, yet I am still curious.

    Enjoy your trip,


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    Cocoamo | 19 October 2011 at 4:11 am #

    So now you’ll have us scatching our heads wondering who was that mystery lady?

    But anyway, your self-deprecating aside “I’m good at raving on”, did bring a chuckle, as usual, and thanks for that. You are so funny. You always manage to present your recollections in such a cool, objective tone, as if it were written by an uninvolved historian.

    Good story. Again, we are amazed at your generosity in allowing us to share your memories. It will add even more depth to the enjoyment of your music.

    Your Friend in Pennsylvania

  9. avatar
    davem | 19 October 2011 at 4:32 am #

    Is she known to us in blighty?
    It’s nice that you still have some secrets!!!!

  10. avatar
    colette | 19 October 2011 at 4:39 am #

    Interesting timing.

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    Burkley | 19 October 2011 at 4:57 am #

    Thought That I Was Over You, Othertime, Ancient History, Fading Away. Among many other moods so very on-point, the mood that rings out on today’s blog is a one that I have had a gut link reaction to for so many years. Love lost is not always for obvious reasons, the ending as mysterious as love itself.

  12. avatar
    Steven Krut | 19 October 2011 at 5:58 am #

    “i had hoped they might invite me over for dinner one night

    Ha-ha! Don’t hold your breath! Sometimes I look at the photos old girlfriends of mine have posted on FB and get wistful. What could have been. Life is so annoyingly linear. If only we could take several paths through it at once…

  13. avatar
    andy | 19 October 2011 at 6:38 am #

    a life less ordinary…..
    fascinating blogge today steve
    are any of us really ‘free agents’?
    choice vs destiny…some heavy stuff there for sure….

    • avatar
      BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 19 October 2011 at 9:17 am #

      Thanks for the music, I will give it a proper spin over the next week. Health has been rollercoasting again. I bet you have some interesting ‘stories from thy youth’ that you’d like to share. I can only imagine Andy back in the day, or are there some details that just need to be left…filed away.


  14. avatar
    Melissa | 19 October 2011 at 7:15 am #

    wow, being blanked … i know the feeling well

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    Lara | 19 October 2011 at 8:32 am #

    Life’s so full of freaky coincidences; am almost surprised if there isn’t one when meeting a “new” person or place. I heard that interview last night and I actually thought (when he was talking about living in NY), “I probably know somebody who knows that guy–weird.” Liked your comment about your dad’s sideburns, BTW. Made me chuckle.

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    princey | 19 October 2011 at 8:50 am #

    And they’re all such beautiful songs, I think you mentioned once Electric Lash was written for her too…..I hope she gets to read this blog, it’d make her feel high as a kite I reckon 🙂

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      thetimebeing | 19 October 2011 at 11:33 am #

      electric lash …yes….but i’m not so mad on that song….

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        Ingrid | 19 October 2011 at 11:19 pm #

        yes but you perform it so well…

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      Kristina | 19 October 2011 at 11:50 am #

      “it’d make her feel high as a kite I reckon” 🙂
      Very good…

  17. avatar
    Patrick Bateman | 19 October 2011 at 9:00 am #

    I know Elliot Perlman – A stand-up guy with great taste. Knew you’d both have alot in common

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    Once | 19 October 2011 at 9:53 am #

    “and felt the hand of fate”…

    I guess sometimes, that’s really all it is – no blame, no shame…I saw the infamous Blonde One on Saturday, after spending most of 2011 telling him that a physical relationship without love was unacceptable to me…well…ahem…APPARENTLY it is sometimes perfectly acceptable! Ah, I can be quite the hypocrite at times.

    And when I view things from a cosmic perspective – I can see that the choices we make are not always from the mind, or even from the heart. Sometimes you can be guided by a certain “knowing” – “i could sometimes somehow remember the future…” Yeah, it’s kinda like that. Not just in relationships, either.

    I used to go to a church, and one day the cool pastor (cool pastors are like God’s stand-up comedians…the band there was fantastic as well…rock n’ roll worship)…and he said that God already has your timeline drawn and decided upon. Like, everything that happens – or, considering the concept of “free will” – every opportunity/circumstance that will be presented has already been decided.

    Maybe true, maybe not. Maybe remove the “God” factor if that’s not your bag…it’s still “destiny”.

    That, I really do believe in. I’m in no hurry to rush to the end of said “line” – and I no longer feel as if I’ve f**ked up absolutely EVERYTHING – I can imagine God/destiny, with quiet patience, going, “Well, okay – this diversion will cost ya, but I saw it coming.” **deity chuckles**

    Paying the cost and moving on is what it’s about, as a human on Earth. Learning.

    And somehow – somehow – we are given clues, we are gently redirected, we are lead to what will be best for us. That amazes me. And I’m really grateful. The mistakes are mine to own…but I really wouldn’t have it any other way, because of that “knowing”.

    I am who I am supposed to be – and my mistakes – and hey! maybe my triumphs!! – are all priceless, sanctified, integrated, flowing with the order of the Universe.

    Yes, I believe this.

    • avatar
      Once | 19 October 2011 at 10:05 am #

      …oh, and this brings to mind one of my favorite SK lines of all time: “She lived in the future, she lived in the past, she gave it all to me.”

    • nina
      That Lady | 19 October 2011 at 3:09 pm #

      we actually all sign a contract you know

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        Once | 20 October 2011 at 7:02 am #

        Do we? When? At birth? 😉

        • nina
          That Lady | 21 October 2011 at 5:59 am #

          before we are born and wiped from our memories when born. when we pass over our contract is shown to us and another is written for the next life…. for the things we still need to experience/learn…. and so it goes around and around. Thats why we all have spirit guides.. ones that most of us dont know exist. We have all chosen our destiny we just dont remember it even after several lives on earth…. ever known someone that hates signing contracts… deja vu is a glimpse of the link… love of spirit is always with us to protect/help us from the crap that life can throw at us… its difficult for us to find the strengh to deal with most crap which I think is part of our learning??
          B well B safe

          • avatar
            Once | 22 October 2011 at 9:20 am #

            AWESOME. Thank you for that, Lady.

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    Belfy | 19 October 2011 at 10:02 am #

    I was tuned in to the show. He was insteresting to listen to up to a point but really rambled on a bit. You came across very well and articulately, but I felt you were too self effacing about your work. I bet it touches alot more people alot more often than his book will.
    The bit about the unexpected tears at the concentration camp was a bit obvious any what would make someone want to keep going back so often is a little disturbing. Disappointing he was insecure enough to blank you all the same. 😉

  20. avatar
    Richard | 19 October 2011 at 10:48 am #

    wouldn’t worry too much about the blanking
    if his middle aged eyes are as bad as mine there’s every chance he didn’t see you
    (I shudder to think how many people I’ve completely ‘ignored’)

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    Kristina | 19 October 2011 at 10:59 am #

    Jennifer K has obviously left a lasting impression on you, Steve…

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    eekie | 19 October 2011 at 11:05 am #

    I can just imagine the stress that poor guy felt dreading the possibility of you launching into a wildly amusing, mostly true, but also embellished for maximum impact, HOF-style spiel about this old flame. Probably aged him (and perhaps her too) a couple years in that hour.

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    caitbrid | 19 October 2011 at 2:19 pm #

    Wow thanks for sharing. I never really think of you as being vulnerable–probably why I’ve had such a crush on you for 25 years! I love “To Be In Your Eyes.” One of my favorites but you do seem so vulnerable in that song. Sorry I’m incoherent! I’m glad I read this today. I somehow always really need whatever you’re writing about on the day I read it. I thank God for you every day–you’re a gift in my life.

    Kathleen in Philly

  24. nina
    That Lady | 19 October 2011 at 3:07 pm #

    memory is connection to the begining… I rem a gig somwhere in sydney an eon ago where a girl(ks)rocked out with us and ‘to fast for you’ was her favourite.. u borrowed her car to get there … she never said…. memories in future tense… silence in the dappled moonlight… never find those sad sad things in your mind… dont beleive it when they say.. all meant to be.
    We love all your songs past, present and future. Soon *you* will be inducted into another hall of fame.. congratulations..
    No invite is their loss *you dont need to be there
    I love the ‘freaky coincidences’ that you envoke with your words past, present and future
    thank you in spades 🙂

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    Bernadette Keys | 19 October 2011 at 3:17 pm #

    Killa, i’d say the interviewer woulda been briefed not to talk about her prior to your interview. And I agree with what eekie says re aforementioned…..Interesting though, she was mentioned during the film shoot … Bittersweet remnants in a past tense.

  26. Kraig
    Kraig | 19 October 2011 at 6:01 pm #

    i’m sorry, but what a dillweed that guy is for ignoring you, then not inviting you for dinner. That’s the “least” they could have done after 30 years, who knows. Then again, some people can’t take the heat and associate with ex-es. Maybe he was jealous? Who knows? I’m not the one to associate with ex-es myself…but that’s just me? Hmmmm…

    Yea, so what’s up with the Church Merch…it’s not working lately!? I’m getting ants in me pants for some SKP too!

  27. avatar
    colette | 19 October 2011 at 6:47 pm #

    You’re not skeyting are you? Isn’t nostalgia sweet in hindsight?

  28. avatar
    colette | 19 October 2011 at 7:11 pm #

    Fake! You kept that one conveniently up your sleeve! I guess that’s what you and an ex friend may have in common: secreting things in dark places. Oh a perfect opportunity, some name dropping could do both of you the world of good, or is she too elegant for that?

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    Crasher | 19 October 2011 at 7:30 pm #

    I was married for 20 years, on the rebound from a mostly fantastic 2 years with..let’s call her Suese.
    After my marriage finally disintegrated, I crazily sought her out.
    I drove the 100ks to her home town of Ballarat.
    Finding her parents number in the phone book I nervously called.
    Her mother remembered me.She told me Suese was married, but she had split from her husband a week earlier.( no shit).
    I left the number of my motel and minutes later she called.
    That evening I went to her house armed with a little wacky tobacky and 2
    bottles of red. Stayed the night.
    It lasted a memorable 10 months…she was/is a beautiful woman..
    We’re still friends only speaking once or twice a year.
    Glad I did it despite friends telling me I was crazy.
    That didn’t matter,as I’ve always been crazy.
    It’s the crazy ones who think they’re sane that are the worry.
    I heard most of the Jon Faine conversation hour.
    Don’t know how the fuck you can talk so well after a joint.
    Me, I’d be saying ..what were we talking about again ?
    Love many of the other posts here.
    This is a fun blog Steve…you being the uncommon denominator.

    • avatar
      Patrick Bateman | 20 October 2011 at 11:21 am #

      Are you sure it wasn’t Violet Town and not Ballarat

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    Wilfred Paradise | 19 October 2011 at 10:01 pm #

    shit, man, the Church love ballads (all about 2 mins long?) are the best. They all remind me on my high school loves, the old flames. great songs. i knew there was a jewel who inspired them, only a female can do that. you can’t pull it out of thin air.

    all best – wilfred p

    (the author had better watch his step perhaps)

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    captain mission | 19 October 2011 at 10:47 pm #

    oh i think i logged in okay, it’s taken me a week to get it right, now all i have to do is find the music bits.

    steve, i heard that interview quite by chance. you were great man and elliot pearlman is a good writer but i don’t believe his responsibility is any more than yours to your respective arts. sure he tackles serious subjects and has a duty i guess to history but i really think you have a different type of responsibility. a cosmic one maybe, and it’s equally worthy and valid to those that get it. yeah so you get to light a spliff and wait for words but i’m sure elliot has writing rituals as well.
    it’s a shame he was somewhat ungracious about your ex, i guess maybe he was insecure. it was nice reading about her today, first loves. i used to sit in my room and play ‘in your eyes’ to my first love, seems a long time ago but i always liked that song and the way it’s sung.

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    Ingrid | 19 October 2011 at 11:18 pm #

    Hey SK, thank you for this one! A connection when even when apart you still feel their presence (or they are still in your dreams). Something that is truly magical and I really believe people pick up on how you feel even across distance. When you are thinking of them or them you – it can be felt xxx

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    colette | 19 October 2011 at 11:52 pm #

    No really, sk, only a fake would tamper with the meaning of ‘verbatim’. But that’s not really what I’m upset about. It’s also you having sworn at me when I was just trying to have an equal discussion and your disproportionate anger which does hint at a guilty conscience. I would be fake if I pretended I didn’t mind being treated like that. I have pretended to be nothing else than a hypocrite, the same as anyone in honesty. You like to use emotional blackmail and pull rank, but I don’t like that. To allow you to say you only wrote my song would be me continuing in the folle de deux which I have the clarity now to not continue. I am not a particularly political creature, except when my freedom seems threatened. So, would you please give me a refund from skp. Then I will no longer feel obliged to log in here. Whatever rubbish you wish to write casting aspersions on those who don’t deserve it is your problem. I’m so deeply disappointed more in the way you treat someone for being open than anything else.

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      Ramblin' Man | 22 October 2011 at 8:10 am #

      WTF are you rambling about?

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    colette | 19 October 2011 at 11:59 pm #

    Pardon the French: ‘folie de deux’ to be precise.

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    colette | 20 October 2011 at 12:08 am #

    What is bullshit, or bullschitt for a bit more spin (of the coca cola bottle)? Only those practised at spinning it would know I guess. Sometimes something can only be understood by two people and even then they may be struggling to grasp what is beyond rational. Who can say or know or judge what is in another’s heart? Art can attempt a start and is not bullshit when it comes from even a confused shy frightened but brave crazy guilty lonely open but closed artful but artless not heartless stopping not startless heart?

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    BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 20 October 2011 at 4:59 am #

    I suffer from severe pain due to structural degeneration to my cervical and lumbar regions. I have dealt with this for many years. Often, I have an onset of insomnia due to my conditions that lasts a day or two. Well, unfortunately I have been.awake for over 72 hours and still going. I lay in bed, often in pain, just to get off my feet and get some physical rest.
    There are a lot of intelligent people who call this blog home. I have tried many hostic and other alternatives to help with sleep. I consume little to no sugar and no caffeine at all. I do not smoke. I am though on a regiment of many pain and NSAID pills, up to 10-12 pills a day. I do take vitamins and wish I could exercise more but when the pain sets in, all bets are off.
    My question to this blog family is this: any ideas outside of the box? I have tried many procedures so its gonna have to be something uncommon. Thanks ahead for anyones attention to this and if you do come up with anything, please attach links so I can trace it down smoothly.

    Thanks again everyone…and thanks Steve for allowing me to post this plea…

    Darrin K.

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      thetimebeing | 20 October 2011 at 6:46 am #

      insomnia is the worst thing
      there is almost nothing more soul destroying
      warm baths, warm milk , the salty ocean air these things may help
      valerian tablets….i dunno
      you sure got my sympathy man
      i once didnt sleep for 4 weeks getting off a big heroin habit
      it was excruciating !

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        Once | 20 October 2011 at 7:06 am #

        I can’t sleep NOW, and I have everything in order.

        I toss and turn and want for the male touch.

        Vistaril and Klonopin put me out.

        Did you guys try this “new” scientific blend of Manks and Scientists???

        Give it a shot –

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        BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 20 October 2011 at 7:21 am #

        Thank you for replying and bringing attention to my ongoing crisis. In 2009 , I was on Ativan at the level of 6-8 mg a day for 28 days. This is a very high dosage and length of drug intervention. Than…by mistake(?) the doctors cold- turkeyed me off instead of a gradual step down or switch to a drug with a longer half- life such as diazepam. Well, I had a negative toxic shock reaction and my body experienced insomnia with full blown R.E.M. fluctuations that lasted 7 days. It was the most hellish episode in my life. I still have on going litigation for some medical negligence that occurred in a 28 day hospitalization. Yeah…28 fuckn days and dropped almost 50 pounds.
        Iv done all the subtle intraventions (baths, warm milk, massages, listening to music [ somehow P=A] always ends up im my cd player. It can be quite calming at times.

        I am grateful for your attention to this, and I know there are some brilliant people as part of this blog family site (Andy, Daven, (.) , Thomas and Brien and many more)

        I am just hoping for something that I have never thought of or tried to be tossed out ad an idea (I get drug tested because of the pain meds, so the happy plant is a no go, I am certain someone will come up with a different approach. Again, thanks to everyone ahead of time for even thinking of an idea.


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        Burkley | 20 October 2011 at 10:50 am #

        Valerian, some melatonin, very effective. Stay away from benedryl, aka, any diphenhydromine hcl – F’s up your heart’s electro. Trust me I spent my whole army phase helping soldiers fall asleep.

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          BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 20 October 2011 at 12:47 pm #

          Thank you Burkley…I used those methods in the past. Again, I am way into this. Iv tried so many products and procedures that so many ideas are repetitive. But thank you for your time and caring, warm heart.


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          Anonymous | 20 October 2011 at 2:12 pm #

          I beg to differ… not only swear by benadryl for myself — taking as a sleep aid very often as i have a very poor sleep pattern — but also we give it routinely IV to chemotherapy patients — EVEN for a platimun-based chemo… i don’t know if this tells you anything, but that’s one of the most toxic regimens out there… benadryl has a very low toxic profile, the only real counterindication is restless leg syndrome… well may be also BPH… (the toxic profile is so low that a popular joke in ER is about teenagers trying to KILL themselves with a benadryl OD…. seriously? they get paradoxic excitation and then sleep it off)
          Darrin, you’re not on steroids are you?

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            BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 20 October 2011 at 10:08 pm #

            Not orally, but I have gone thru 13 separate rounds of injections in my cervical and lumbar spine. They, at this point in my medical care, will no longer subject me to those horrible procedures. The cervical injections are the worst with a 24-48 hour recovery time for each one. They are very painful.


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      Steve | 20 October 2011 at 11:24 am #

      You might try looking into this place or the treatment, prolotherapy, they prescribe. Note : you have to write to them ie snail mail. I don’t know which part of the Earth you are located at but I think there is a Doctor who does the procedures in Sydney (Chatswood I think). My father had it done on his knees, trying to avoid having titanium implants. He has seen a vast improvement and still has his own knees.

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        BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 20 October 2011 at 1:04 pm #

        That’s great Steve…I live in Chicago which is very close to Milwaukee. I.have heard of prolotherapy from one of my many pain specialists, I will investigate further . I am very glad for your father and the relief he obtained. Hopefully his condition will stay in remission. That is what my doctors were hoping for but that all changed when I was injured at PT by a young lady who manipulated the mobility of my left leg incorrectly and it resulted in yet another annular tear in January of 2011. But I will research the info you sent to me. Thanks again and grand blessings to you and yours.


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          Kristina | 20 October 2011 at 3:07 pm #

          Hi Darrin,
          I have also had a lot of trouble sleeping over the last year due to noisy inconsiderate neighbours moving in next door and their big old dog that barks at all hours of the night right under my window.
          Thank god they’re only renting there until their new house is built along the road!

          Have tried all manner of herbal sleeping tablets and have found the “Swisse Sleep” brand to be the only ones that work -really good. You can buy them at your local supermarket chain or pharmacy …they’re not expensive …give them a go…

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            BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 20 October 2011 at 10:03 pm #

            Thanks for your attention to this dilema of mine. I have tried what you have suggested along with many other herbal remedies but unfortunately to no effectiveness. So sorry about the noise and dogs. I live inner city Chicago and dog barking is like a canine chorus at all hours of day and night from the entire surrounding neighborhood. It can get extreme during garbage pick-up.


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            Kristina | 21 October 2011 at 9:22 am #

            Oh that’s no good. They work for me but then again I’m not in pain. Hope you’re able to find something soon to fix the problem….

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      Stewart | 20 October 2011 at 2:29 pm #

      If you haven’t tried transcutaneous electrical nerve stimulation (TENS), it may be worth investigating. I can’t vouch for it personally but I have heard positive things about it from accident victims and insurance companies have parted with money on the basis that such treatment is appropriate for the management of extreme pain.

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        BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 20 October 2011 at 9:55 pm #

        Thanks Stewart-
        I own a TENS unit for quite some time now. It is marginalbin its pain relief efficacy and I use it commonly 3-5 times each day. It , unfortunately has nothing to do with my insomnia. But as a non-narcotic form of pain relief…I do recommend it. I am on narco for daily relief. Many different medications. The hydromorphoe I take alone is now up to 32mg per day (4 x 8mg). This is actually a high dosage and yes it can/does contribute to insomnia. But pain relief is my first major factor in daily survival. Thanks for your comment, a TENS unit comes with a high recommendation from me.

        Darrin K.

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      Anonymous | 20 October 2011 at 4:36 pm #

      I agree w/Melatonin — even if not insomniac, it regulates key hormones that harmonize everything… also Hyaulornic Acid is great for the actual comfort of spine/ligaments/connective tissue, as is DMAE… both come in veg formulas, and the veg formulas are better for you than the other formulated sups… also both are better than the “chondroitin whatever ” that is made from shells and cartilidge that our bodies were never meant to ingest and the stuff is really bad for your stomach/intestines – really bad and eventually ruin your ability to absorb other nutrients – the residue not absorbed turns into a muddy cement like substance and can (if you get dehydrated) dry enough to cause holes in your stomach, etc. – seriously bad stuff they’re telling everyone to take — unless you’re a sea otter, you don’t have the ability to digest chondroitinwhatever it’s called

      Teas: everyone says “chamomille,” but I’m convinced ginger tea is so much better at night… it’s warming to your whole body and with a good book… even if you aren’t able to drift off, it’s pretty and a nice thing to be doing anyway. Also — not for sleep, but to unpollute: hibiscus tea. it’s beautiful too. and then: dandelion tea! fresh is best — 4 – 6 cups a day, for a week — will dissolve residue from the rxs you need to take, but won’t interfere. (a friend scheduled for kidney stone operation, my best friend and I got him drinking it… stones dissolved small enough to pass days before surgery… he never had surgery; so my thought: it too would also help get rid of some of the gunk that builds up from having to take the rxs… but again won’t interfere with their purpose. every month or two doing a few days of dandelion tea keeps the gunk from forming.

      then: china town: find a good apothecarist (the best are in the back of the produce/fish markets — the ones that have learned from ancestoral… ask around find a good one. tell them all the rxs you’re on and your problem (insomnia)… they are very very good at what they do and they want to help. but they need to know you (you can’t buy this stuff off the internet!) hand-made brews and even balms, etc. and they’ll come up with something to help you sleep without reacting bad to the rxs already taking.

      hatha yoga: I believe the best and you don’t even need to be real flexible — it’s the breathing you achieve – it warms the core and brings circuation and peace to your whole body and relaxation is only one plus; flexibility will come but even if all someone ever does is sun salutations to down dog, held… and back up in a very slow easy flow, that is perfect on it’s own with the breathing — feeds the spine/stimulates your center.

      one “exercise” that a friend who supervises (and is a) physical therapist in a very well known hospital’s chronic and terminal pain center showed me/told me about… (and angrily) she also told me she doesn’t know why doctors don’t tell patients/everyone to do this… but they should (and I believe her) is very simple and as she explained, stimulates the gland/spot located in this area on your spine that right between your “ducky wings” (there’s a scientific name for those bones but I can’t remember/spell it) and that gland/spot when exercised correctly, stimulates the production of soft tissue growth between vertebrae and even prevents osteohowever you spell that word, that causes older people to shrink. to do it you stand with your legs at normal width apart, and arms hanging to your sides (they do no work, they just follow, neither do your shoulders, your ribs, your neck, nor any other part of your body — the key is to isolate…), keep your abs in and only using your ducky wings to move, one side first a few times on its own, then the other side on its own a few times, then both together a few times (build up the times as you become more comfortable — this isn’t drastic and it should not hurt — isolate your movement to pull only the wing(s) into the center of your spine… it may feel like nothing at first is moving, but with time they start moving. Eventually (don’t force it) you will be able to touch the two together — thus opening full range and the gland will be at it’s youthful state… working again.

      you seem like a nice man… I hope something works, good luck.

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        BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 21 October 2011 at 12:48 am #

        Thank you for so much time spent on this, I will review it all.

        Darrin K.

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      Narelle | 21 October 2011 at 2:07 am #

      Hello Darrin
      Just wondering if the Pain Team have done a nerve block. I do hope you give your bod a break from the NSAIDS. I assume your pain team are Specialists. The TENS are not without complications. I will ask around and let you know if there is anything in the pipeline. You did mention a few things that you do not eat…is this an area that can be improved? Take care, Narelle

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        BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 21 October 2011 at 8:02 am #

        Oh Narelle-
        I know the NSAID’s are quite bad. I have regular full chem and other factors checked every 6 months now- for years because of all the different medications. I am very concerned of liver and/ or renal difficulties so I have been very proactive when it comes to health (blood) issues I can control. My diet has not been the best and I know I must make a conscious effort to change how and what I eat. I have seen so many doctors, specialists, surgeons, etc… I actually bring all my medical records with me to office visits and have a friend who is a chief pharmacist who likes for me to be prepared, I have caught so many doctor mistakes and improper drug interactions that I actually intimidate some of my doctors staff. You are right though, I really need to track my eating habits for a week or so and create a plan to better myself…thanks alot, you have been helpful.

        Darrin K.

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    Michel | 20 October 2011 at 6:00 am #

    “whatever that word means to you or me now or then”

    It is strange that the word “love” features in a very few Church song titles.
    I can only find “Loveblind” and “So Love May Find Us”. Am I forgetting others ? Well, you can cheat by adding “Hiroshima Mon Amour” and “Hounds Of Love”.
    In Steve’s solo records, Unearthed has “Life Like Love” (oh, this song is really nice !), Earthed has “A Love Letter From Sydney” and “The Woman Who Was Married To Love”, Narcosis has “Fall in Love”, Gilt Trip has “Tragic Mandarin Love Story” and “Eyes Smeared With The Ointment Of Love”, Unseen Music Unheard Words has “Love Increased”.
    Is that all ?

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    Miss Anthrope | 20 October 2011 at 9:14 am #

    But what about the most memorable song she inspired? “You’re Still Beautiful Baby” fairly oozes delicious vitriol and spite. I’ll take a song like that any day over lullabies and other assorted whimsies.

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      thetimebeing | 20 October 2011 at 12:34 pm #

      you are wrong
      that is most definitely not about her

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        Miss Anthrope | 20 October 2011 at 12:48 pm #

        I beg your pardon. Great little song though!

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          princey | 20 October 2011 at 2:15 pm #

          but she did turn up backstage at The Palace, Im sure I saw her there 😀

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            thetimebeing | 20 October 2011 at 5:57 pm #

            after the glowing reminiscences here how any galah could mention this again is beyond me
            yes the church played the palace a few times
            she was probably at some of them
            and she is still beautiful i hear

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        david | 20 October 2011 at 5:11 pm #

        about you then is it?

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          eekie | 20 October 2011 at 8:06 pm #

          I always figured given all the time the band was in LA during the recording of Starfish and GAF that it was more about sycophancy and the obsession with maintaining the illusion of youth and beauty at all costs in general than any person in particular.

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          princey | 20 October 2011 at 9:32 pm #

          sorry sk, I didn’t mean to offend anyone.

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    That Girl | 20 October 2011 at 11:08 am #

    Seems all is not well in paradise.

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    sue cee | 20 October 2011 at 5:06 pm #

    Wow. Some of my friends crossed paths with her in Melbourne back in the 80’s. When I heard years later you’d been a couple I was curious about that chemistry. Talented, vivacious and striking… yet slightly conservative she seemed (looks are deceiving?!). Such beautiful songs for her (thanks for sharing that).. what a legacy of love. X

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    Mr Anthrope | 20 October 2011 at 7:39 pm #

    If I’m a galah you’re a fucking bush turkey you tragic, narcissistic old geek
    You’ve just lost yourself two covers for the Melbourne Forum shows
    To think I was only today trying to sell the idea of an overnight stay to my wife
    Babysitting, hotel costs, the whole shebang
    And this despite having to turn down the volume on your toneless, wet carry-on in some youtube record shop so she wouldn’t hear and kibosh the whole thing
    And I am so determined – more strangely determined than ever before – to never read here again
    What was I thinking drifting back here?
    And you seriously wonder how you attract so much argy-bargy? Really?
    You pompous, dope-dependent asshole

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      thetimebeing | 20 October 2011 at 7:57 pm #

      oh dear this was not directed at you mr/miss thrope seriously
      it was directed at amanda whose nickname is diamanda galah
      damn sorry ouch!

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    hellbound heart | 20 October 2011 at 8:21 pm #

    strange, isnt it……met one or two old flames in my time and while the idea of reuniting may have been attractive from time to time its, well, you know, too much time passed and too much water under the bridge….ah, well…
    love always…..

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    Anonymous | 21 October 2011 at 1:17 am #

    So glad be be back from discombobulation (life’s complexities) reading your musings. Thank you for sharing what, as the woman from Philly mentioned the impeccable timing in your modern day prose each day… and we are so fortunate to tune in. Ah, life’s pain and pleasures… what tangled webs we weave.

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    Kraig | 21 October 2011 at 4:06 am #

    Living in the states here, I didn’t even know what a galah or bush turkey was until now? I do now. Wow, pretty harsh!

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      BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 21 October 2011 at 8:15 am #

      Yep…Kraig, I often wish there was a little dictionary attached to this blog so I too can figure out what the heck was just written, but its fun though to try and figure it all out.

      It seems as though are beloved moderator has gotten himself into a pickel, the brave lad is attemting to get himself out and maybe more of a mess is stirring up, my moneys on SK- He will find the exit soon enough.


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        thetimebeing | 21 October 2011 at 12:17 pm #

        i really feel bad about offending that gent
        it really was a good natured dig at ms diamanda
        but its not her fault either
        i have been handling disgruntled customers for 32 years soon
        still, i hate to insult someone accidentally like that
        purposeful insults are my stock-in-trade
        a little voice warned me about the galah comment…i shoulda listened
        but anyways its too late
        our disgruntled horse has bolted
        if he is around i will offer him 2 tickets forum for free
        if he will reappear and and we can “kiss and make up”
        this is no joke and no impostors please..i can see if its him by the IP address

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          princey | 21 October 2011 at 1:36 pm #

          Hey sk, even if that comment was directed to him/her, it wasn’t SO offensive…. how could calling someone a “galah” deserve such a mean and harsh response…have a look what he/she wrote about you!!! that’s verging on psycho…..and yeah, I know I’ll get abused for this comment from him/her, but free tickets for someone who’s called you a “pompous,dependant asshole”!!!!! no way

          x the Galah

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            thetimebeing | 21 October 2011 at 2:59 pm #

            well i can see how you see it that way
            oh dear i can never get anything right
            i love all my readers of course i do
            was trying to make amends…..
            fuck it all …thats it….
            sound of ……
            (insert your own greatest fear here)

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            Melissa | 21 October 2011 at 5:23 pm #

            I think the Galah thing is cute 🙂

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            thetimebeing | 21 October 2011 at 5:26 pm #

            ooooh mm !

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          eekie | 21 October 2011 at 7:33 pm #

          This presents a bit of a conundrum for our friend, doesn’t it?

          His reaction was so extreme — he insulted just about everything about you, included your singing — and he was so determined never to read ttb again that to come back now and say “yeah Steve, I’d love those tickets” would be acutely embarrassing, and would pretty much brand himself a hothead who may talk big, but just can’t stay away.

          Our very own ttb cautionary tale — SK’s comment teaches us when we hear that little voice saying “no no no no, do not do that!” to listen; and Mr Anthrope’s reaction teaches us that if we are going to over react to unintended slights, not to over react so absolutely that we can’t show our faces again. Then again a pair of free tickets might be worth a bit of embarrassment…. 🙂

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            thetimebeing | 21 October 2011 at 7:37 pm #

            i think you got the whole thing in a nutshell there….as usual….

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            Richard | 21 October 2011 at 9:33 pm #

            hang on though
            if I was to track him down
            maybe I could ask you on his behalf
            (it was definitely two tickets wasn’t it?)

        • Kraig
          Kraig | 22 October 2011 at 1:59 am #

          Steve…don’t feel too bad, otherwise you can’t write from your heart if you watch what you say. Too bad that person is “too sensitive”…poor lootle baby, soooos sensitive. Give him a cookie. Even being called a galah isn’t “that bad”!!?? It’s just a bird, right? He could have left it at bush turkey and left out the rest, because all you said was “galah”, even though it wasn’t directed at him. People are too damn sensitive nowadays. I myself think society is breeding a bunch of sissy’s in this world of ours, well not all of us. Bunch of complainers…it’s only a name!? Nice gesture to give them the free tickets…very nice of you. Their loss, but hopefully they apologize first. You already did, but didn’t have to. Keep up the awesome blog and be yourself…don’t let this dude start censorship on this blog.

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          Cocoamo | 23 October 2011 at 9:19 am #

          Sorry to see you squirm, but it does ease my guilt a bit for my faux pas. I mean I can’t even eat a gummy worm because they are made of cows’ feet. Yes, suffering from Larry David syndrome myself, I feel your pain. Forgiveness is a wonderful thing.

          Your Friend in Pennsylvania

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    Once | 21 October 2011 at 7:38 am #

    This is one of the best blog threads EVER! I think it’s coz it started with a romantic tale. Everyone digs a romantic tale…brings out the “human” in us. **nods**

    However forever imperfect…

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    Donna | 21 October 2011 at 2:02 pm #

    Hey! Just putting my 2 cents in… Loved this post, I guess because I’m a hopeless romantic, esp. when there are possibilities. I like the description of the woman. I can picture you with someone like this.

    I have deliberately cut down on my net surfing time cuz I’m just too busy. I check in every now and then to see if you have any dates for the states. C’mon!! It’s been eight months!! To echo Wilf Paradise, “bring it back to the states.”

    In the mean time, take good care of yourself! Donna

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    Alyona | 21 October 2011 at 2:36 pm #

    This thread will never die it seems..

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    Melissa | 21 October 2011 at 5:21 pm #

    I grew up in South Melbourne and lived there until my early twenties. The first house we lived in was right across the road from Glen Wheatley’s management office, so my sis and I were always peeking out the front window watching all the pop stars of the day turn up. We chatted members to Pseudo Echo and Real Life (my dad even invited one of for a beer but the offer was declined.. dad was so cut, lol). We even saw John Farnham giving his little son a clip around the head for playing up one day 😀

    I have a pretty vague memory of seeing some Church members in the South MElbourne Coles one day too 😀

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    Melissa | 21 October 2011 at 5:33 pm #

    i think the Church were buying lollies and wearing all black 🙂 I can’t remember now ! love, mm x

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      thetimebeing | 21 October 2011 at 7:38 pm #

      the church buying lollies………?

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        hellbound heart | 21 October 2011 at 9:09 pm #

        c’mon, everyone likes a lolly every so often.,,,.even rock legends 🙂

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        Melissa | 21 October 2011 at 9:37 pm #

        i dunno ….

        it could of been choccies 🙂

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    Monsieur Entroppe | 21 October 2011 at 8:55 pm #

    OK I couldn’t resist what is truly ineluctable
    But let me get this utterly straight – I do not want free tickets, as delightful (and delightfully perverse?) a gesture that is
    I’ll be buying them like every other church tragic (that bit was always the greatest untruth)

    In the extreme heat of my instant rage I had no idea how far out my judgement was
    Within 11 minutes of submitting my juvenile diatribe I was already feeling my reaction was probably quite a bit skew-whiff
    So I came back to see what the reliably loquacious fiends made of it
    Hoping all the while that you’d “moderated” my ill-tempered vent into the obscurity of the aether
    (but don’t get me wrong – still quite furious that you’d made me feel such a boorish cockhead for brandishing the hoary old Palace chestnut like a stupid child)
    Apart from anything, in my haste to extract the poison I’d forgotten the r in brush turkey…oh the shame
    And then…
    Quelle Horreur! I wasn’t the galah. Was this possible?
    Why does he even care to reassure such a petulant ingrate?
    I was expecting fury and opprobrium and instead felt the familiar nausea of un grand faux pas

    So I re-read my nasty spell
    A recipe for instant harm
    Hmm…”geek” he’ll just find funny…he’s the antithesis of geek
    “Old”…he’s the antithesis of old
    “Tragic”…perhaps he’ll think I’m referring to his Shakespearean turns
    “Narcissistic”…well aren’t we all

    “Toneless, wet carry-on”. Look, I think the record shop performance was ill-advised
    At least filming it was
    The sound was obviously compromised
    As was the lighting
    But who am I to say so?

    Your voice is incredible, obviously
    I’ve been listening to it for three quarters of my life
    I keep buying, keep attending, keep adoring
    In terms of the performances
    I’m as much a MWP man, despite the hobo chic (doesn’t he miss his cheekbones?)
    We always position ourselves to stage left for the bit in Grind where he makes his hand disappear
    But I always end up with a crick in my neck
    As my attention is dragged by your magnetic field

    “Pompous”…well any idiot who still thinks that after this blog and stuff like the conversation hour…
    “Dope-dependent”. I would love to see what would happen without it. But again, who am I?

    So with your gracious forgiveness of someone so undeserving
    I find that you truly have reached a more tolerant, serene plane
    I on the other hand continue to pump venom into words
    And pay the price for it
    Will I ever learn?

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      thetimebeing | 22 October 2011 at 6:46 am #

      my dear fellow
      come come
      we will not be so hard on ourselves
      you are an excellent writer yourself obviously someone we need on board here
      not afraid to call a spade a spade ….something i admire in a person
      and you dont want the tickets either …commendable…
      your loyalties cannot be bought or sold
      well mr entroppe what can i say..?
      ignore all the jibes from any one else
      welcome back to my ‘umble page…you are indeed welcome
      the next church show you see will be a bobby dazzler i assure you
      i couldnt bear for you to miss it because it is perhaps even more than the opera house
      the best show we’ve ever done…..
      then everybodys happy and lets move on
      im writing a blog about tom verlaine but its taking a while
      im flying down to melby this morning
      to do the jello biafra thing
      2morrow more songs with mutton kennedy
      i feel positive
      thank you for your participation
      yeah ….thats better…

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      eekie | 22 October 2011 at 10:35 pm #

      Great save! lol
      I did wonder if you’d try, and if so, how well you would do.
      You did well…get a thumbs up from me. 🙂

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    Anonymous | 22 October 2011 at 9:31 am #

    is this darrins blog or sk’s?

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      thetimebeing | 22 October 2011 at 12:22 pm #

      a good question mr anonymous
      i’d like to think all my readers can interact somewhat here
      although never my original intention
      and i have had several nasty fallouts in the past
      with people over doing my comments as their own forum
      darrin surfs the very limits of this regularly
      but seeing as he knows i love him as i do all my regs he gets away with it
      i sympathise with his insomnia and feel i can bend my rules for him
      however a lot of chit-chat between commenters is slightly irksome
      why is that? i dunno but it just is….
      bearing all that in mind carry on….

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        Anonymous | 24 October 2011 at 3:53 pm #

        indeed it seems the signal-to-noise ratio has dropped… i’m one of the guilty ones as well — sorry…
        darrin is such an insatiable attention whore… at the same time the sweetest guy with quite an impressive taste and knowledge of music — with lots of unfortunate ailments — jeeesus how will he ever get off all that stuff, those dilaudid doses would kill a horse —
        BUT — you know why we’re all here. we also know — most of the time — though we sometimes need to remind ourselves about it — and darrin does but oftentimes he seems to forget… BUT what’s completely disarming is how much he loves you — it’s amazing — i read some of his rambling and this out-of-this world affection just makes me weak in the knees — oh dear i KNOW you’re worth it, every shimmering drop — why do you think i’m here, any ideas? tried to stay away and… haha epic fail — like mr. entropy — so welcome me down into this…
        you should start charging a cover

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          thetimebeing | 24 October 2011 at 6:29 pm #

          its nice to be loved…isnt it?

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            BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 25 October 2011 at 12:47 pm #

            Wow, just by chance….back tracked a few days to get ripped by faceless, nameless folks. They even decided it was good in their nature to call me names and belittle me all while hiding the moniker of being ‘ananonmouse.’ And with the subject of my ‘admiriration of you’ being also a topic of their strife. Well, I admit it. I do admire you …for all that its worth as a writer- musician – painter – and a father. But I always find it funny that thru all the regulars, and the regulars, and there are many…they always find there way back to it criticizing me. Now, that might actually betrue admiration.


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            Anonymous | 31 October 2011 at 6:33 am #

            it is if you know you’re loved… what if you don’t?
            i always wondered about it
            having such unbelievably promiscuous heart —
            when it’s not reciprocated for a variety of reasons —
            — like insurmountable gaps in time and space (or both)–
            but if the person on the other end is alive and real —
            and your love hits upward from 11 on the richter scale —
            would their seismograph screen as much as flicker faintly?
            or is it all wasted, like radiating heat, lost to entropy?

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    anonymous | 26 October 2011 at 9:40 pm #

    wow. i think i figured out who you’re referring to…how wild to think those songs were about her.

    very romantic to write a song about a girl. lovely.

    wishing you happiness

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