posted on March 22, 2009 at 8:02 pm

existing on so many levels
my systems are integrated yet they remain discrete
my interfaces apprehend and interpret data
my electrics firing out the rhythm
my mechanicals obeying the beat
i eat music and spit out art
i wrestle the unknown for its secrets
i glide through the hoi polloi smoothly
like an eel cruising through ducklings
i listen to sigur ros (again!)
as i weave through the bondi crowds
behind me eve n aurora march with grim determination
with their eye-pods pumping
(getting an early start on tinnitus?)
they are very grown up for 9 years old
they half run to keep up with my manly strides
they listen to abba n hanna montana
n spice girls n sometimes even …..me…..
the sun is out
the sea is blue
the sea is green
the sand is soft and powdery n yellow
believe me
if youre some poor sap
lives in some bleak northern place
youre gonna think bondi beach came outta your dreams
sandwiched between 2 headland its just right
about a mile long
banners tents surfboards juice-sellers bikinis towels
balls frisbees eskies hats sun tan oil sunglasses goggles
and that holiday feeling with all them tourists
come down to see one of the best city beaches in the world
wow
they got all brands of humanity
big n small
black n white
young n olde
geezers on the latest type of rollerskates
geezers with stupid big dogs
geezers wiv the fam who just bought everyone an icecream
geezers with other geezers
geezers on their own
geezers with saucy wives
geezers with non-saucy wives
geezers who been keeping in good shape
geezers who let em self go
geezers still green and dopey
geezers venerable n wise
geezers from italy n spain
geezers who look rich even in their undies
geezers whove copped too much sun
geezers who just wanna eat some fishnchips
geezers dragging their moth-in-law along
geezers ‘aving an argument with the non-saucy missus
geezers dressed in black jeans n leather jackets
geezers in g-strings that make them look a right ass
geezers who are tycoons with lovely watches
geezers who are the common man puffing n bawling n sipping beer
never thought i needed so many geezers
i search for a light in their eyes
sometimes you see it
someone looking back
and their eyes are saying
this is all just a show isnt it?
this aint fer real, is it?
but mostly the people
are pleasantly lost in their roles
the way that damned kilbey never could be
hes gotta question every thing in heaven n hell
i look at my daughters
eve is lost in her role
aurora looks back though
she looks back and shes there in the crowd
but shes detached as well
whereas eve is in there 100 per cent
shes marching along behind her father
shes pumping her music
shes hot n sweaty but shes enjoying herself
auroras computers have already started analyzing other things
she takes in non-important details of information
and becomes lost in her analysis
going off into day dreams about vague matters that tantalize….
the people flock to bondi
they arent out in the water as far as before the shark attack
but they are all up to their waists
a nice smorgasbord for some lazy great white pointer
(the lady next door had an red pointer once……hhmmmm)
the people the people the people
youll see everyone you know
if you stand here long enough
people fighting for a car park
people filling up on unhealthy rubbish
people hiring lockers
people renting surfboards
people buying a bondi t-shirt
the imported mexican palms sway in the delightful sea breezes
the cafes bustle over
the waiters hop about with big things of pepper
the punters guzzle booze
the skaters crack along the pavements
the rich with their fancy prams
the poor with their worn out shoes
the medium with their medium stuff
everyone has come to bondi today
i push on thru the crowds
my 2 speed walking apprentices behind me
cross over (sue) campbell parade
we make a kill bee line for home
poached pears with tahini
and an oat milk smoothie
now thats a real breakfast……

27 Responses to “sunsuit”

  1. avatar
    davem | 22 March 2009 at 9:20 pm #

    I’m not certain it sounds as bohemian and exciting as Brum though SK?

  2. avatar
    Anonymous | 22 March 2009 at 9:22 pm #

    So when you you leaving again? I loved my time in Bondi, spent 10 years but left as a real estate refugee and moved to the equally lovely inner west, you know the story. In Bondi I love ben buckler point, if you live on it it’s rather magical, sandwiched between the pacific ocean and the Bondi beach headland, awesome physical presence. On the big storm day’s , wow, and on beautiful late summer, early autumn day’s like now , when the gardens are are all so ripe and just getting ready to turn as winter approaches, sublime ( well my garden in the inner west is). But after 10 years in about ’98 I moved outa Bondi, the crowds were getting bigger, couldn’t get on the 338 bus in summer,the yuppies arrived en masse, the truly funky cafes shut up shop ( and thankfully headed to the inner west), some of the character was lost but that amazing powerfull physical presence of Bondi beach and surrounds remains, and thats why people put up with bothersome people that flock there.

  3. avatar
    Thomas Thomsen, Denmark | 22 March 2009 at 10:15 pm #

    “geezers with stupid big dogs”…
    So the old grouch has returned, eh, Steve?

    I wonder what your daughters think of your music. Now, that would be interesting to read. Daughters: “Old geezer with stupid songs. Hanna Montana’s way cooler.”

  4. avatar
    Anonymous | 22 March 2009 at 10:58 pm #

    Today’s Bowie references are.

    ” never thought I’d need so many geezers” =
    ” I never thought I’d need so many people”
    5 Years, Ziggy Stardust

    ” he’s gotta question everything in heaven n hell” =
    “do I have to question everything in heaven or hell”
    Word on a Wing, Station to Station.

    Have I missed any ?

  5. avatar
    Anonymous | 22 March 2009 at 11:03 pm #

    Every generation thinks that the “younger generation”are more “worldly wise”and “advanced”compared to the youth of “their day”.In the same way as there have always been wars around the world,since time immemorial,but now,the information is worldwide,and broadcast on the six oclock news.They even allow the word “shit”on the six oclock news these days.Something totally unheard of in “my day”.Of course these children of today seem way beyond their years.Their years are way beyond ours.”i see baby’s cry.i watch them grow.theyll learn much more,than i’ll ever know”{The concept is not a new one,as time goes by.Every generation sees the evolution,n revolutions of time}

  6. avatar
    Anonymous | 22 March 2009 at 11:11 pm #

    fabulous

  7. avatar
    ronbonham | 22 March 2009 at 11:31 pm #

    …music plays…the space between the notes is full of haze…piano, drums and trumpets…just like the ole days…

    Back.Of.The.Net.

  8. avatar
    EDD | 22 March 2009 at 11:52 pm #

    Well you don’t have to brag about it!
    -Some poor sap living in a bleak northern place

  9. avatar
    matt davison | 23 March 2009 at 12:37 am #

    Then there is St Heliers Beach in Auckland.

    I stroll past the…
    geezers who are older then the earths history.
    geezers who pull up in Bentleys
    geezers who pull up rust buckets
    geezers who are attached to minters
    geezers who wonder why iam looking at their minters..
    Geezers who am sure I have been there (with their minters)
    I look out for Ex Misses..
    Old ladies push in my way as I scope out the kids playground for familiar Ex’s…
    Geezers with bad hair
    geezers with no hair
    geezers with great calves..
    geezers on the govt welfare
    -who drive Beemeers…
    Dogs no bigger than rats
    white and revolting
    Geezers white and revolting
    Poms
    Asians..
    Everywhere
    The odd parking warden geezer
    Dog control geezer
    Old bat trying to park a nissan
    three hours into attempt.
    Two geezers chating up the one smutty looking bird on the beach
    Geezers stealing from the milk bar
    geezer watching me to see if I am looking at his missus
    geezers yelling on mobile
    kid geezers yelling at mum
    me…
    well head home past a geezer
    just a random geezer

    How are ya mate”

    No comment….

    Haa…. How far is Bondi again?/

    Md

  10. avatar
    jaime r... | 23 March 2009 at 12:59 am #

    Geezers looking rich… even in their swim trunks… that made me spit it out.. you’re a riot brother!! Good day at the beach I hope! Your girls are something special.. Such power in their hearts and minds.. they are the future!! praise Kali..

  11. avatar
    Brien Comerford | 23 March 2009 at 1:50 am #

    I would lose alot of weight if I lived in Bondi. I’d be a portly poor vegetarian geezer with a smart cat. Sk reminds me of Baudelaire with his anti-dog comments. Charles was a cat person. I have all his collected letters. They’re at once sad and funny. Vishnu loves dogs, cats, sharks, mynah birds, insects and even people.

    I actually love Leona Lewis but not her “Bleeding Love” song. Sk’s daughters will realize how cool their dad’s music is when they groove with “Numbers” and/or “Ripple”.

  12. avatar
    CAPTAIN BEYOND | 23 March 2009 at 2:10 am #

    sounds like a great holiday but I wouldn’t want to live there…
    Jonny

  13. avatar
    linjo | 23 March 2009 at 2:29 am #

    Could all make great reality TV, your life, life in Bondi.
    The weather is perfect this time of year. Thanks again Steve for yesterdays blog. The holistic approach to making life better is the only way to go for sure. Go hard! Taking my pooping poochy out for walkies now (with poopy bag!) Linda x

  14. avatar
    linjo | 23 March 2009 at 2:35 am #

    ps. Andy, cheese or any protein cannot put on weight. Its only carbohydrates ( particularly processed ones) that do this and trans fats are the culprits for heart conditions, but good onya for your efforts.

  15. avatar
    princey | 23 March 2009 at 2:54 am #

    Bondilicious baybee

  16. avatar
    Richard | 23 March 2009 at 3:32 am #

    Matt

    what are ‘minters’?

    (in Aust they are lawyer geezers)

  17. avatar
    princey | 23 March 2009 at 5:52 am #

    Hey sk, what's happening with the KK & brilliant GB3 projects??

  18. avatar
    fantasticandy | 23 March 2009 at 7:25 am #

    steve….great observations!
    matt…..great response!
    linjo….yeah, isn’t that how the atkins diet works?

  19. avatar
    captain mission | 23 March 2009 at 8:23 am #

    ha! i love your bowie references today, especially the snippet of ‘supermen’ last sunday, i have not heard that song for a long long time. i liked the song ‘saviour machine’ as well.
    bondi is one of the best spots in sydney, it certainly is the best people watching spots in the city, i love that second hand bookshop ‘gertrude and alice’ what a great place to chill for a while.

  20. avatar
    Hellbound Heart | 23 March 2009 at 11:03 am #

    geezers in g-strings that make them look a right ass….chuckle giggle snort…..why do the guys who wear budgie smugglers/marble holders are often the ones that definitely should NOT be? i mean, c’mon guys, give us a break here…..
    love always….

  21. avatar
    Freddie | 23 March 2009 at 12:39 pm #

    That IS a lot of geezers!
    There’s nothing like a brisk morning walk to get the blood to flowing.

  22. avatar
    matthew | 23 March 2009 at 1:07 pm #

    I think I saw you in an ice-cream parlour… drinking oat milk smoothies cold and long… smiling & waving & looking so fine…

  23. avatar
    catchow | 23 March 2009 at 1:40 pm #

    funny and fine description of the
    cosmopolitan and motley cr..owd
    of bondi beach…all that flashy
    and colorfull and bright place quite contrasting with our pale sky and quiet garden…
    glad to see that Eve and Aurora listen to their father’s music sometimes!
    ” geezers with stupid big dogs”..
    stupids dogs? or…stupids geezers?

  24. avatar
    CSTCoach | 23 March 2009 at 3:19 pm #

    great travel sketch – nicely done πŸ™‚

    “if youre some poor sap
    lives in some bleak northern place”

    thanks for rubbing that in.

    re: that sense of detachment you describe. i understand that. i’ve always had that too. always the sense, no matter how deeply absorbed you are in something, that you’re also observing it from above.

  25. avatar
    A.M. | 23 March 2009 at 5:42 pm #

    Poached pears with tahini? Sounds as divine as the beach. Wish I came home to breakfast, ready made, today. What a feeling!

  26. avatar
    stealthblue | 23 March 2009 at 8:10 pm #

    Stevo,
    You are a lucky, lucky fella for being able to live in such groovy place. I would take that anyday! Anywhere on the “Tropical” Pacific is right up my alley…but alas, I am in one of those “bleak northern cities” (Chicago) which only has like 3-maybe 4 really awesome days a year!! Call it a love sacrifice. πŸ™‚

    Dave, I’m not so sure about “Brum” but Brighton is pretty cool, eh? πŸ˜‰

    Cheers, all, wherever you are-hopefully some place nice.

    Ben

  27. avatar
    ross b | 24 March 2009 at 11:02 am #

    Your eye for detail is astounding, Bondi is a beautiful carnival of multiple geezers and the beach – along with the e-suburbs north of Bondi – usually puts me into a pensive mood when I’m there. Yet living right near the beach as you do is probably a dream existence.

    It’s an incredibly alluring beach, that can’t be denied.

    Kinds, rb.


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