posted on May 31, 2008 at 11:35 pm

what a long life
who was it?
who was leading that life?
it was you
it was you
can you believe it?
refresh me please
well there was running up the hall with the milk of magnesia
running away from my mum?
yeah running up the hall
still in england then, wasnt it?
my boy you were all of 2 years old
i can see my mum …oh shes so young and pretty
shes pretty angry though
yeah i broke the bottle of milk of magnesia…it smashed
good for you!
yeah it was vile stuff..all the babies after ww2 prob’ly drank it
what else do you see?
i see my memory is not stored sequentially
oh no no no
i dip in and bizarre moments leak out
quite a life you led there kiddo…
yeah the cities and the crowds
the peaceful scandanavian lakes
oh yes you loved those swedish lakes
the silence
the blackwater tasting of rust
the swans
the kyrkogard where karins grandparents are resting
the rocks which loom from the water
the red houses
you spent much time at that lake
with the twillies when they were small
wending our way through the leaves
the days seemed to go on n on
night, it never came?
eventually after thousands of years
we sit outside and eat our meals
i rush off to an airport
where was i going?
where were you going?
oh i dunno…off somewhere
coulda been
new york or minneapolis?
back to sydney?
maybe it was that
there you are at the airport again
standing in a line
are those tears in your eyes?
are you kidding me?
look i had sore eyes ok…from swimming in the lake
which lake…smiths lake?
oh smiths lake
i see your mother again
yeah shes out walking cain our german shepherd
wow hes a lovely dog
do you remember that day
you look in your 30s
well i was…mum was angry with me tho’
whys that?
it was the bloody dogs fault
oh sure
the dog loved to chase stones that you bowled along the road
he’d run alongside and pick em up in his mouth wouldnt he?
yeah but he kept chipping his teeth n stuff
and mum warned me not to do it anymore
but you did, didnt you?
yeah that bloody dog made me do it
he made me?
yeah he knew he wasnt meant to do it anymore..
but as soon as you got outta eyeshot
i started bowling the rocks
and cain started snapping at them
yeah i bowled a big one
and it was bouncing along erratically
the dog snapping at it…
when suddenly…
it bounces up n smashes him in his big bloody mouth
it wasnt serious..
but he was bleeding like the clappers
we both go home to mum
with tails between our legs
mum says : i thought i told you not to throw stones steven?
gee you hate being told off dont you?
yeah…i cant seem to handle a good dressing down
yet you were always the naughtiest boy in your class
boy genius or ill-behaved brat?
a little old man cut down
cheeky little sod
always in fights with other boys
john florent knocked me tooth loose
did you ever win?
sometimes…i’d pin em down with me knees n slap their faces
we moved to shepparton in victoria for a year
i played hard days night last night…brought it all back
you joined an archery club
i saw my first fog
we picked mushrooms in silent foggy mornings in the fields
dad gave a public address to the school
and a fridge
but you werent good at music at school
no i hated all those quavers n crotchets n do re me palaver
whats that gotta do with music?
i dunno
did you ever try n play your dads piano?
i was ‘opeless
it sounded bleeding awful
howcome dad could play it but not me…?
the ladies liked it when your dad played the piano
yes that was not lost on me either
ooh he could tinkle them fucking ivories, slim
yeah…i still cant though
just didnt have what it took to play the bloody joanna, did ya?
no i never learnt french prop’ly neither
and you cant ride a surfboard
or play backgammon
not interested in soccer?
i fuckin’ hate it!
do you hate england?
long silence
i said do you hate england?
of course i dont!
but ….i’m just confused
are you an englishman or what?
it depends whose asking
to who do you owe an allegiance?
no bastard…cept my family n my friends
its nice here
are you australian?
its nice here
are you too australian for england
and too english for australia?
something like that, i spose
you fell through the sodding cracks, olde son
too cocky!
too big mouthed!
too smart!
too mediocre!
too fussy too podgy too old!
just not good enough!
that little idiot sutherland
he fucking ragged everything after the blurred crusade
and you read his pathetic review of heyday…
and i clenched me fuckin’ fists
what diddy say?
he said that ‘appy ‘unting ground sounded like
“felt stumbling through a big country rehearsal”
big country that scottish band?
yeah! i fuckin’ ‘ated em!
then when starfish went big in the states…
they rang me up said melody maker in england were gonna
do a cover story on us
they took the photos n everything
we did 2 sell out nights at the fillmore in san fran
the trippers in san fran loved us, man
and guess who they send over to interview ya
knock knock at door
there stands a pathetic little prick!
yep …you mean this little wimp dictates whose hip n whose not?
you hate journos do ya?
when they gimme bad reviews i do…
so what happens?
sutherland cant believe ive read all his bad reviews…
and i bet you could quote em verbatim?
uh huh
and i start fuckin’ threatening him
and did he argue back
no he cowered away…he didnt have no balls whatsoever
and you had yer say?
yeah long n loud!
did he print it?
not a fuckin’ word?
no cover pic?
he just pulled the plug
you blew it!
my chance to be famous in england
blown by your big mouth and rampant ego!
ha ha!
no regrets?
i reckon hes still behind the scenes somewhere ruining it for me
yeah him n matt snow…
too bad
gotta have some excuse…
we cant all be bloody coldplay

25 Responses to “technique”

  1. avatar
    Hellbound Heart | 1 June 2008 at 12:58 am #

    stream of thought and memory…i was pretty good at literature and singing but hopeless at sport and mathematics…one of my earliest memories…sneezing a great mouthfull of rice bubbles and milk all over the breakfast table, went down well with mum, i tell you…
    as far as smarmy little media assholes who bag out your music and so on, well karma’s a wonderful thing sometimes, ay…
    love always…

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    eek | 1 June 2008 at 1:04 am #

    You know it’s very possible you could have been on your absolute best behaviour and been the best interview he ever had that day and he would have made you look like a complete ass in the article. At least this way you got to see the twit quake in his boots. Sometimes that’s as good as it’s going to get.

    Loved the image of toddler you making off with the milk of magnesia! lol

  3. avatar
    kat | 1 June 2008 at 1:07 am #

    yeah i would smash that milk of magnesia too 🙂 right now.. its sickening stuff.

    and, er.. glad you are not coldplay

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    Allen | 1 June 2008 at 1:09 am #

    There are the seekers of music. The ones that let their soul be their guide, the ones that always look for the greatest songs ever made. And they don’t read the reviews, because nobody else in the world could tell them what good music is, except themselves. And they will find you.
    My brother received your starfish cd in the mail through BMG music as a promotion that you send back if you don’t want. One curious day i am sure he decided to open it and put it in his cd player, and we were all mesmerized. First with UTMW, then with reptile, and the rest grew on us like a good inspirational dream. To me, you are in one of the greatest bands in the entire world. And you will be remembered forever.
    Galveston TX

  5. avatar
    bezepae | 1 June 2008 at 2:03 am #

    Robert Smith once said that an interview he had with Snow was “the most boring hour of his life.”

  6. avatar
    Brien Comerford | 1 June 2008 at 4:41 am #

    There has been no high quality band more ignored or fucked over by the music industry and some moronic music critics than the Church. Sk deserves to vent because his band at minimum should be one of the ten most popular bands in rock and roll history.

  7. avatar
    Polydora | 1 June 2008 at 5:53 am #

    Love this

  8. avatar
    davem | 1 June 2008 at 6:51 am #

    Fascinating insight.
    On my hall wall I’ve framed Sutherlands reviews of your first two albums and his 82 review with Pete & Marty entitled “Pew – what a scorcher”. He seemed to love the band.
    I’ve still got his review of Seance too but he slated it. In those days journos did have a big influence and his turning against the band did have an impact over here IMHO.
    It seems to be the english thing to build things up only to knoeck them doen asap.
    The man was wrong. You simply got better.

  9. avatar
    captain mission | 1 June 2008 at 7:12 am #

    yes its true the nme and melody maker and sounds were the bibles of the english music scene, often making or breaking bands and all their reviewers wielded influence but at the end of the day they make their cash by preying upon the gifts of others so who really needs them, if somethings good its good, no matter what anyone writes about it.
    the music will last, it’s timeless.

  10. avatar
    The Kipper | 1 June 2008 at 8:01 am #

    Steve, you should never, ever consider the “crossroads” angle when looking at your career in some sort of perspective. It really makes no difference what some prick might or might not of said in a review or photo op…everything in life is much more complex than that. I discovered the Church in ’87 without the benefit of glowing reviews on slick paper. A few artists rose to to the top through cold calculation…money is nice, but what is that worth in the end? Nothing. And there’s nothing in the world I respect more than an artist who stays true to their own course, just as you have done through your whole career. You have a LOT of people in this this world who love you because this…never forget that. Regardless of the money shortages, regardless of the lack of universal acclaim, you have one thing that a lot of people will never have. WE LOVE YOU STEVE, FOR WHO YOU ARE.

  11. avatar
    princey | 1 June 2008 at 9:38 am #

    Hi sk, sounds like happy days back in the home country and Sweden, maybe something’s calling you to go back…. (not forever of course!!)
    Sending a smile your way today!
    love Amanda

  12. avatar
    linjo | 1 June 2008 at 10:24 am #

    Hope you are feeling ok Steve.
    Amanda, you have a lovely face!
    Linda x

  13. avatar
    Ross B | 1 June 2008 at 11:03 am #

    I can’t understand how anyone could slag off Seance & Heydey, they are just the most magnificent records.

    Have a good week, r.

  14. avatar
    fantasticandy | 1 June 2008 at 11:38 am #

    two years and two days ago,
    i looked you straight in the eye and said:
    ‘thanks steve, thanks for never, ever compromising, you guys are just the best’.

    who else can you be……?

    i hope much splendid good fortune is coming your way mr.k.
    andy L.

  15. avatar
    fantasticandy | 1 June 2008 at 11:44 am #

    two years and THREE days ago…
    or maybe four out there in the antipodies.

  16. avatar
    Melquiades | 1 June 2008 at 12:29 pm #

    your dad played those ivories
    capturing the attention of the ladies and men alike
    gather’n round joanna
    tinkling out the melodies
    of the golden age.

    your father sounds like a real charmer.

    and as for the Sutherland, I’m sure the rock he inhabits is nice and cool as he lies there with the worms and decaying leaf matter to this day. critics are nothing more than Napolean complex, got enough knowledge-of-the-music-business-to-be-dangerous twits.

    So, when are you and me gonna meet on the sand for a knee pin and face slapping????? 🙂 just joking there king

  17. avatar
    veleska1970 | 1 June 2008 at 12:40 pm #

    sweet memories of childhood. i’d say you were a typical boy~~nothing unusual there. the story of you holding the milk of magnesia hostage and running away with it was hilarious. that stuff’s gross and i probably would have done exactly what you did.

    those idiot critics never know what they are talking about. these people are the type that have never been able to do anything worthwhile, so their jealousy compels them to cut down someone who does. just keep that in mind.

    lotza love….

  18. avatar
    restaurant mark | 1 June 2008 at 3:12 pm #

    “we cant all be bloody coldplay” thank god! that new song of theirs on the commercial they’re in…blahhh. and what’s with all them wearing matching military uniforms…weird??? not really a fan, obviously…
    hello steve, everyone…been out of town working for a week…no computer. sorry your girls are gone…i know you miss them. i’ve missed my kids all week. well gotta go back a catch up on my time being lessons for the week.

    take care

  19. avatar
    John | 1 June 2008 at 8:28 pm #


    Thought I’d share that my daughter was born Sunday morning, 10:00am American Eastern Daylight time. So she’s only a few hours old right now. Her name is June, just like track 9 (?) on “Forget Yourself.”

    John Garratt

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    Brien Comerford | 1 June 2008 at 9:18 pm #

    God Bless You John Garratt and baby and I love the son June and the name for your daughter. If I get another cat I might call it SK. An Indian engineer friend of Mine is called CK.

    John Garratt’s a dynamic and literate music critic.

  21. avatar
    Brien Comerford | 1 June 2008 at 9:21 pm #

    the song June. There is no son June. I’m fried like Julian Cope’s Cd “Fried”.

  22. avatar
    steve kilbey | 1 June 2008 at 9:29 pm #

    huge congratulations johnny g.
    i KNOW you gonna be a great daddy!!!
    love on ya man n little june

  23. avatar
    veleska1970 | 1 June 2008 at 10:33 pm #

    to john garrett: congratulations to you and your family!!

  24. avatar
    CSTCoach | 2 June 2008 at 3:22 pm #

    congratulations john, that’s great news 🙂

    and a fine choice of a name.

    a warm welcome to the new fiend.

  25. avatar
    eek | 2 June 2008 at 6:30 pm #

    Congratulations John!!!

    I’m so excited for you! Hope everyone is doing well. (nifty choice of names too. 😉 )

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