posted on November 30, 2005 at 10:38 pm

ok
ok
ok
peeple
no lecture on thors exploits in the norse pantheon
for you today
whats occuring on olde sks crowded schedule today, my thrillseekers
meeting with pope (check)
conference with pm on third world debt(check)
conference with gg on 2nd world lack of choich cds ( check)
conference with mwp on 1st class lack of string rehearskals (no check)
conference with nk on my list of conferences (choc)
summit meeting with members of jet and veronicas on the role of surrealism
in modern rock lyrics and the use of allusive blah blahs
in the construction of something i heard once on a akka dakka thing
(indefinitely postponed, im afraid)
seems the boys would rather snort angelfruit on their caribbean tax haven
than discuss petacostal hexameter
oh dear
so the pools closed today…for cleaning
ole sk hanging out for his endorphin fix
all twitchy my monsters
wish i could hire a little man to run around for me
then when he gets back , hook im up somehow
and drain ‘is endorphs
and float thru the daze on a sea of feel good but NATURAL chemicals
oh sk, dream on, ole boy
youre gonna have to do yer own runnin for a while yet….
was down at fbi headquarters last nite
with timbo p ( how do ya pronounce his last name, anyway?)
so many interviews
ole sk just saying any ole thing by this stage
whatever you like
sure sure
thats right
oh yeah weve released 54 cds
and we called the band the choich
cos that was the name of ploogys cat at the time
and….
you get the picture dontcha?

funny how i love to talk about myself
and i also fucking hate it at the same time
a little voice in my head going
oh no here goes that ego again

heart versus ego

i woulda laughed once upon a time
right in ya pretty face, my blog addicted fiend

but its true
theres this ego that knows nothing
and a heart who knows everything
but ( a metaphor for mankind, perhaps)
that ignorant ego has been calling all the shots
creating messes for the heart to clean up
ruining songs and paintings
even forcing me to sing in a silly cod david bowie accent on our first records
and generally running amok
BUT
BUT, my wallies
YES, BUT, my tiny amoebae
the heart is fighting back
so if ya think ole sks voice is a little more dulcet these days
if ya think his steely grey eyes are a little more kind
if ya think my clothes are a little whiter
if ya think my lyrics are slightly more perfect and excellent than before
you need to thank my little heart
battling for years against a talentless egomaniac self obsessed dicktater
EGO hey sk lets write a song called maybe these boys
HEART no sk dont do….THUMP!!
EGO where was i…an’ when ya finished that
lets score some coke an’…
HEART (somewhat muffled) no sk , use yer massive clout to help
some other strugglin’ musos to reach your dizzy heights and WALLOP
EGO its me or him, sk
SK ok its him
EGO what? but i got you on the duran duran tour……!!!!!!!

anyway, its 10 10 here in sydney
and im playing here to morrow nite
cant deny hometown gigs important to me
i love this town despite its vicious criminal underbelly
despite its lawlessness
its murders
its pollution
its traffic jams
its greediness
its corruption
ah sydney embrace me in your grimy bloodstained arms
and grant me SUCCESS
i also love melbourne
stockholm
rome
and parts of putney

melbourne is a great place
i shoulda lived there all along
thyre a bit more “arty” there
i guess cos they aint got syddleys magnifo beaches
with our suntanned perfect abs
and botox up the wazoo

enuff ramblings, my lamb noisettes
thatll do ya fer today
or itll make ya sick
see yer tomorrow nite
anyone who mentions this blog
will receive a free copy of nick wards solo album
and a choich tea cosy
(see illustration of tim on emd for de tails)

i love you all so very very much
(YEAH RIGHT!)
s k

18 Responses to “thank god its thors day”

  1. avatar
    Anonymous | 1 December 2005 at 12:10 am #

    Your ego’s gotten a few things right over the years.

    I still think there’s a song worth saving inside “Maybe These Boys”…My heart tells me so.

    Tim – Chicago/Milwauke, Milwago?

  2. avatar
    Brian | 1 December 2005 at 12:34 am #

    My cat ran away from the sudden laugh that burst out – very funny one today, Steve 🙂 I think Maybe These Boys has some SK Heart trying to be seen…”some black hearted actors interfered with your scene/and you can’t stand success or the place where it’s been.” An allusion on man’s inhumanity to fish, perhaps?

    In light of all the interviews you’ve done, both on this tour and before, you should type up an SK FAQ – Steve Kilbey’s Freakin’ AGAIN?! Questions, with lovely printable answers to all the usual suspects. Bring copies along, hand them out and rest your voice 🙂

  3. avatar
    Bonobear | 1 December 2005 at 12:40 am #

    SK

    Thankfully…something worth having an internet for 🙂

    Brilliant. Thanks for sharing your soul through blog and music.

    Thanks for Radiance and being radient.

  4. avatar
    Anonymous | 1 December 2005 at 1:06 am #

    SK
    Great to see this writing comming out.
    Very funny and moving too.
    Look forward to some high marks marshal.
    The Mud Man

  5. avatar
    Julia | 1 December 2005 at 2:40 am #

    This really made me laugh, my lord…and you don’t know how good that is.

    How are the three big girls and little sk (so happy for you) ?

    Oh I am so looking forward to tomorrow night – just about breathless with anticipation.

    Don’t fear the Ego, Steve – isn’t that why you are still here to offer us salvation after 25 x 365 ? That’s a whole lotta songs and even the cod David Bowie voice still sounds charming, btw (Too Fast For You playing in the background…)

    Melbourne ? You really should have moved to Europe…still a few surrealists in those French cafes.

    Love
    Julia

  6. avatar
    Anonymous | 1 December 2005 at 2:52 am #

    That made me laugh out loud, and receive some weird looks from co-workers. It’s wonderful to see you in such jolly good form, sk. I’ve missed the word play. No-one seems to write like you.

    Carry on…
    Love,
    Amanda (afterimage)

    PS. Hi to Julia.

  7. avatar
    Anonymous | 1 December 2005 at 3:52 am #

    Yeah. The things you put the “ego” tag on were also good but I know what ya mean with fighting the ego as not-a-tag. I know exactly what you mean. The ego that obscures all the intentions by pretending to show us the same intentions. All the methods and mechanisms that blinds our pursuits. It’s all a quest for endorphin, isn’t it? Hey! You spilt your heart at the table, quickly clean it! It was an ache ink orb orated. I’m afraid this heart that speaks is still our ego double-faced and ill fated. But what do I know? The only thing that remains is the dialogue. Not wasted, not wasted at all.

  8. avatar
    captainmission | 1 December 2005 at 4:27 am #

    A life changing good Book- ‘The Hearts Code’ by Paul Pearsall’
    The truth is always stranger than fiction.
    Hey man hope you got home safe and sound and in time for the kids. See ya tommorow night.

  9. avatar
    ima | 1 December 2005 at 5:25 am #

    it would take a quite an ego to do what you do, correct? you have to sing and write and jam and try to roll things to print. much less doing this with non-pop / non-typical music. yup, a person would need ego for that. i wonder if the heart produces the spark and motivation and the ego provides the walls. we need little fortresses around our ideas while they grow. otherwise someone (usually within our own families or circles) comes along and crushes them.

    well, enough philosophical crap from me. i am enjoying your blog. hope you can keep up the pace!

    ima

  10. avatar
    ET | 1 December 2005 at 5:48 am #

    The struggle between ego and heart is older than the mythological stories in which you lose yourself. Nice to see a ‘modern genius’ plagued by this too ;-P Makes me feel almost normal in a perverse sense. Just kidding. Sort of. Not really. Whatever.

    ET

  11. avatar
    Anonymous | 1 December 2005 at 11:54 am #

    powles=poles, right?

    and for willson-piper, say:

    Marrrr-tee ah Willlllsson neh PIE-PERRRRRR….

    and not cops, but Co-pez

  12. avatar
    Anonymous | 1 December 2005 at 1:46 pm #

    So the ego was getting the better of you the other night..is it really nearly a week ago? In any case, it was your heart that was showing through the most. Seemed to me like there was a little battle going on there and you seemed a little unhappy.But dont worry because your cheer squad is on your side. Sydney take notice or melbourne will have you.

  13. avatar
    Joe Burns | 1 December 2005 at 2:13 pm #

    I sense that Jet is being annointed the official Anti-church.

  14. avatar
    CeciliaGin | 1 December 2005 at 4:24 pm #

    Siento que no puedas ir a nadar y espero que el corazon siempre ganara de aqui en adelante.
    Suelta a mi ego!
    Cecilia Gin

  15. avatar
    Anonymous | 1 December 2005 at 6:23 pm #

    It’s a shame it’s not a game
    We’re playing in it’s just the blurred crusade

    Your room’s a mess, it’s ugliness
    But I go on living in it till you say yes

    Bang the gavel, it’s lawlessness
    I can’t unravel the knot

    The face of today just a scalpel away
    Restore your lost soul for two dollars plus toll

    And all because of some stupid lyrics on “The Blurred Crusade”

  16. avatar
    Handyman | 1 December 2005 at 11:30 pm #

    and thank god above all for the HEART, man. No NW cd or coosy for me!

    D

  17. avatar
    spongebather | 1 December 2005 at 11:39 pm #

    Oh Uncle Steve,

    Please don’t be jealous of Jet. Some of us know that deep down inside all you really wanna do is “rock” until the break of dawn. Can we sign the “Choich” up for the Hades Rock Fest. Here’s the lineup so far:
    Barenaked Ladies
    Jet
    Scissor Sisters
    The Church ????
    The Darkness
    Oasis

  18. avatar
    Anonymous | 7 December 2005 at 9:17 am #

    untalented youths in sad retro bands

    Hey, mr. kilbey?, we have to start
    somewhere.

    not all of us can fall from greatness.
    “Sand in my sandals, my blood feels like red wine”.
    You never know, someone after, Jobriath can actually make a difference, oh dear.


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