posted on January 4, 2007 at 7:38 pm

im sorry
where was i?
i had to drive back to syddley
look
theres something you should understand about me..
although i am, on some , levels
a bona-fide renee-sonce man
(hi renee)
and i do spout proze n pertry
i am also a bit…
how can i put it…?
silly
ive always been a bit….silly
i cry wolfe
and i easily get confused n disheartened
and i give up
and lose the plot
well
its like the 2 times i was locked outta mah car
in the middle of nowhere…with kidss
and locksmiths were summoned etc etc
when after finally getting in car
low n bee hold
the keys aint in the car
one more quick pat down reveals keys in side pocket
of ye olde trusty hemp black cord jacket
they were on me all the time
or i call up to nk n girls when im outside the ‘ouse
oi you lot have any of ya seen mah sunnglasses?
an’ they lookin’ at me very strangely…
finally nk says kinda embarrassed
steven…?
i reach up to touch my eyes
but i cant because
theres a layer of green rayban glass
between my finger n eyes
cos i already got em on
has anyone seen my bass? i ask one day whilst wearing it
my rational logical mind is comparable to an immature morons
while my poeticle side is overdeloped like a muscleman
and now i cant put my adjectives by my side
i know some of you are finding this hard to believe
that yer bone idol is rather silly a fair bit o’ the thyme
yessaday minna says
dad do you think when you learn something like your new play
that other things go out the back of your mind at the same time?
i think theres probly some sense in that
maybe ive been deleting from the logic mind
to feed ms muse and her department
do you think people have ever said
never mind the boy/man/olde codger
is a genius
therefore
let him be silly??
no
they havent
anyway
no one is a genius at home
remember that…
(blogge goes all wavy…..)
leonardo……?
what is it dear?
have you fed your dog today?
but dear, i just worked out the aeronautics of a machine
which, although, theoretically improbable, still could…
did you or didnt you feed your dog, leo?
cos i aint feeding ‘im while you sod around,
dissecting corpses
and painting olde miss whatsername…
mona, dear?
i aint no fucking moaner leo !
im just sick of yer merry magda-lanes n bloody parra-shoots
(fade back to reality)
(whatever that is)
(baybee)
so look
after that song n dance with pod
i have ta say it was justa low low batt.
(sound of angry readers cluck clucking)
lower than i ever seen it
lower than
knee high to grasshopper
man that batt was low
no wonder…
i was so confused..
i mean why should i think of the easiest most obvious thing
while i can PANIC n LAMENT?
joycie mc mother
i am on an almost ! free diet at the moment
youve put me right off my !s
anyway the podd came bach to life
but i DO now know a lotta other intresting stuff
from all the luvverlee commentors with all their advices
we drove back to syd
after leaving v. nice tiny tot (with the lot)
and dr jimbo (who would not leave ya in limbo)
and beautiful handbuilt house
how can ya be a top intertional doc AND a master builder?
i cant lay one brick or sew one stitch
tho i could lay a stitch if i was asked
and guys…
im sorry i was silly……
(am i addicted to…..the way moth is to !)
anyway
my oh my
after putting up with my own confused silliness 4 two days
i then had to put up with bi lingual bickering in stereo
on way home
blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
her feet…..
my seat….
turn it up….
turn it down….
celebrity quiz from goss mag….
big daddy : no, i dont know the name of brittnees fuckin’ monkey….
windows up
minna begs from backseat
her glandular fever is coming back we fear…
but
its bloody hot outside n
quite frankly
my car doesnt like its own airconditioning
it imparts that to me in subtle shudders n sighs
and tiny signals it sends me up the pedals n column
elli starts winding her window up
dont do that i yell over the music n rushing air
minna screams yes yes do it up
i go leave it alone!
minna in swedish is going do it up!do it up !
suddenly i burst into one of those voices fathers have
that really loud noisy “orrible one
when everyone else looks at each other
and goes
wow the olde bouy is really chucking a william…
and i go
leave it alone
i gotta drive
and i need some fucking air!
and the window goes down
the car goes silent
after a a couple of minutes elli says
daddy minnas crying
and then the guilt n rotteness come down on me
and i bluster about like a total out of synch daddy-o
who dont understand or know nuthing
“but what…i mean…i didnt mean to…oh come on now…what did i…”
etc etc
till elli says
daddy shut up
wow
this being a fambley manne gig much tuffer than being a space rocker
i mean the boys dont cry if i yell at em for a start
anyway
theres some sorta constant argy bargy between les twilliepops
all the way frome batemans bay to nth bond-eye-podd
thru wild lush forests
thru depressing grey industrial areas
past dead kangaroos n cemeteries
the twills argue the toss
when we get to kiama i do my block again
it takes elli half an hour to buy a packet of crisps
minna n me sit parked in the sun frying n fuming
but ya know what?
minutes later we’re all laughing again
and carrying on…
its just the way we are (i suppose)
argumentative…..
and
silly
syrinx the minx has suggested
that i take you thru my ipodd
so as an occaisional feature
tomorrow we’ll make a start on a n b n c
ok?
please forgive me
let me go

warm regs
s k

69 Responses to “the inconstant blogger”

  1. avatar
    craig1.618 | 4 January 2007 at 9:00 pm #

    glad it all worked out….now, where are my bloody keys?

  2. avatar
    mandn | 4 January 2007 at 9:05 pm #

    why is that one little tear form our children can reduce
    us to blubbering idiots ourselves?

    attack of the iPoddy snatchers…
    imminent doom as the world’s battery supply
    is depleted and only the laughter of twins
    can restore it

    glad all is in working order and welcome to Day 5

    Cheers!
    Mary

  3. avatar
    Anonymous | 4 January 2007 at 9:06 pm #

    the boy who cried low batteries…all is well that ends well…good on ya for owning up!!

  4. avatar
    pagey | 4 January 2007 at 9:16 pm #

    I had to do a system reset on my iPod a few months back because of an Apple on the screen.
    They are pure magic these devices, we will not let go this magic has us in its grips.

  5. avatar
    Anonymous | 4 January 2007 at 9:23 pm #

    bout time you got back, you had me mind wondering all sorts of weird things, Day 2 – Day 5!!! when do me get mine…
    mjnjr

  6. avatar
    leelinau | 4 January 2007 at 9:30 pm #

    hehe..silly goose.

    ^_^

  7. avatar
    JJ | 4 January 2007 at 9:34 pm #

    He resurfaces….iPod intact. Disabled iPod reminds me of scene in film “Slingblade” where engine-repair guys are examining myriad complex reasons why motor won’t start on lawnmower. Billy-Bob Thornton character walks over, removes fuel cap n’ says “it’s outta gas.”

    Looking foward to A-C library list from TimeBeing Pod.

  8. avatar
    John Garratt | 4 January 2007 at 9:52 pm #

    Once I was driving a drunken friend home. We were in his car. He turned to me and asked “where’s my car?”

    Not a similar situation, I just like the story.

    John

  9. avatar
    Anonymous | 4 January 2007 at 9:52 pm #

    asking for pen when pen’s behind ear
    asking for glasses when glasses are on top of head
    asking for answers when they are blowing in the wind

    just had some bobby dylan damage.

    Cecilia
    xox

  10. avatar
    (('{~_~}')) | 4 January 2007 at 10:48 pm #

    Hey Steve we all do stuff like that. Mind you, you do seem pretty good at it!

  11. avatar
    (('{~_~}')) | 4 January 2007 at 10:50 pm #

    Remember to vote daily for Steve’s friend Zoe at Noise

  12. avatar
    damien | 4 January 2007 at 10:59 pm #

    We did miss you yessaday, SK.

    As the friend above says, we all do silly things from time to time. For me, it usually involves my mobile phone – thinking I’ve mislaid it, getting into a state of panic, and then finding it clipped to my belt or something stupid like that.

    It’s so incongruous, the image of our favourite space rocker doin’ his block like any other dad, but kind of sweet at the same time.

    It’s a shame that kids don’t come with instruction manuals.

  13. avatar
    The Carrier of Fruit | 4 January 2007 at 11:03 pm #

    So it wasn’t a poisoned [apple] ipod after all.

    I love Bateman’s Bay, Ulladulla, Mollymook…I think just so I can say the names.

    Welcome back to (sur)reality SK.

  14. avatar
    SherrySings | 4 January 2007 at 11:07 pm #

    Omigod! This is the best bloggie entry I have ever read! I can soooooooo I dentify with the car keys and sunglasses and the silliness and the horror at what comes out of my mouth sometimes… I think we are twins separated at birth, only you lived up to and embraced your potential and I’ve spent a lifetime dancing around it and over it… until now…

    Lots of Love… and reminder, just because we don’t comment every day doesn’t mean you are not read and ENJOYED immensely!!!!

    Sherry from Va

  15. avatar
    Anonymous | 4 January 2007 at 11:42 pm #

    Looking forward to the IPOD a-z…specially the Todd Rundgren bits.

  16. avatar
    Anonymous | 4 January 2007 at 11:42 pm #

    Looking forward to the IPOD a-z…specially the Todd Rundgren bits.

  17. avatar
    veleska1970 | 5 January 2007 at 12:00 am #

    steve, be comforted in knowing that absent-mindedness is the hallmark of an extremely intelligent person. such a person just can’t be bothered with details, heh heh heh…..there’s a lot of us out there who do such “silly” things like what you describe all the time.

    i’m guilty as charged of aforementioned~~one of my most memorable happened just a few months ago. it’s really embarrassing….okay, okay, i’ll humor you: you may or may not recall our encounter after the crunchies played in dallas last summer, the scenario was that you signed my ticket, and after that i took a photo with you, and then i walked away, completely forgetting my ticket. you called after me: “veleska, do you want your ticket?” and i said something completely doofus-y like “uh, i think so.” i was so afraid that you probably thought i was a dingbat (and maybe still do). i can attribute it to several things, one of the obvious being the onset of “starstruck” syndrome, but most likely that my brain moves so fast that i was already on another thought pattern. but after reading your blog today i have to laugh. i’m reassured that i’m not alone!!

    **giggle**

    the ride to syddley has all the makings of a reality tv show~~Family Feud on Wheels, starring the Kilbeys. thanks for the chuckle. it reminded me of countless road trips with my own family. being in the confines of an automobile for extended periods with your family really forces you to bond in ways you wouldn’t otherwise, doesn’t it??

    lotza love…..

  18. avatar
    veleska1970 | 5 January 2007 at 12:01 am #

    oh, i forgot to mention~~i’m happy to hear the pod is again operational. ๐Ÿ™‚

  19. avatar
    Daberhasher | 5 January 2007 at 12:23 am #

    low battery, sweet… just as good as leaving it on “lock” and then wondering why it won’t turn on…
    so yeah, silliness spoken here…

    spillin’ the beans on the
    contents of the pod,
    sounds cool…

    aloha from under the wolf moon

    ee

  20. avatar
    Anonymous | 5 January 2007 at 12:29 am #

    Wow – what a revelation – the mighty rock and roll star reduced to domestic squabble! Life has a great way of equalizing all of us doesn’t it! (glad your ipod is ok though)

    ed in fl

  21. avatar
    Anonymous | 5 January 2007 at 12:46 am #

    Ah Steven, great tale. Glad the old iPod is OK. I don’t think you’re silly as much as you’re a tad bit scattered upstairs. :)That’s Ok. Happens to us all at times – especially when we’re really tired or busy, and oh yeah, when we’re geniuses…oh wait, I’m no genius…well anyway. Happens to me when I’m overloaded mentally.

    I could really see and hear the whole car ride with the girls and you yelling and everything. Then, the inevitable tears. Someone’s always gonna cry! Sounds like a typical car ride with my family. We went to look at Christmas lights a week and a half ago and we all ended up bickering because my mum made so many turns I got car sick sitting in the backseat and wanted the window down but my sister-in-law was freezing and my brother was yelling at me while my mom yelled at us all that she couldn’t drive with all the yelling going on. And we’re all adults! LOL! Happy Christmas! Have you seen the movie “Little Miss Sunshine”? I highly recommend it for a funny, albeit touching dysfunctional family flick.
    Anyway, don’t worry about missing a day here or there…just always come back to us…
    love,
    denise
    xxoo

  22. avatar
    Anonymous | 5 January 2007 at 12:52 am #

    Hi Steve,

    Loved this mornings blogge!! Can relate to the “come down like a ton of bricks then feel guilty” feeling.

    Having left my children’s mother and attending to the resultant guilt that came with that – I find it really difficult to get cranky with my kids cos I feel so bad afterwards.

    However, sometimes they need a wake-up call to get them to realise that the whole world doesn’t revolve them.

    “1/2 hour later all laughing” = all good.

    Love
    Celticat

  23. avatar
    Cameras 4 Eyes | 5 January 2007 at 12:54 am #

    I got an organizer thing for Xiemass. Freaked out for half and hour this morning because I couldn’t find my wallet after coming home from shopping. Did I leave it in some store? No, because I had it in the car. I put it in one of the shopping bags. All the stuff from the bags was accounted for in the house. Even the junk food trash that I saved to put in the recycling bin was in the recycling bin. Did it fall out in the garage? Down to the garage. No wallet on ground. Unlock car and feel around under seats, etc. Found a fork ?!?! No wallet. Back into the house. Maybe I should call the store and ask. I can’t walk to the post office to mail my package, last task of the day, because I can’t find my wallet to pay the postage. I can walk to the bank and get some money, but I don’t have any ID! Paniky Paniky. I have to mail the mortage check. Run and do that. Maybe someone will call having found the wallet. Hat. GLoves. Where are they? Arrgh. In that new organizer thing. With the wallet.

    And, I can’t find my glasses. I can’t see because I can’t find my glasses. I hate that one.

  24. avatar
    MELBOURNE GIRL | 5 January 2007 at 1:19 am #

    Doesn’t matter how smart you are, the cup will always spill over. It is the ying and yang of life. For every smart thing you do you can count on something silly to happen to balance it out. Some of us are lucky to have a big cup and some of us unfortunately, have a small cup. But you can only retain so much before it spills. I have the same problem.

    Happy New Year by the way. All the best and I wish you get everything you need this year!

  25. avatar
    Melquiades | 5 January 2007 at 1:54 am #

    looking forward to the a n b n c’s

    pretty funny read about your trip home.

  26. avatar
    Anonymous | 5 January 2007 at 1:54 am #

    All is forgiven ,steve.
    malibu mum

  27. avatar
    geenunn | 5 January 2007 at 2:05 am #

    great to hear the pod still has a pulse sk… i totally rate the whole theory that the daily grind disappears with each pome, leaving us at the mercy of the missing keys, the disappearing glasses and the pen that just won’t stay where I left it… it all goes in one era and out the other.

    geenunn

  28. avatar
    Anonymous | 5 January 2007 at 2:19 am #

    A genius is always an eccentric!

    Silliness only compounds your removal from mediocrity.

  29. avatar
    aurorad | 5 January 2007 at 2:38 am #

    Everyone’s allowed their momentary lapses so don’t be too hard on yourself. I’m sure you must have had a chuckle or two remembering yourself in some of these less fine and less poetic moments. It sounds like you have a lot going on anyway so it’s no wonder that you’ll fall in to a bit of silliness. Anyway, I think we all like the fact that you’re human, a normal person…with just some very special moments ways of describing them.

  30. avatar
    aperus | 5 January 2007 at 3:43 am #

    Thanks for letting us see the human side. It’s really been a warm, wonderful ride…

  31. avatar
    Samosanx | 5 January 2007 at 3:58 am #

    I once was in a band with a bass player who froze before the gig because “my guitar won’t work” and after several Q&A’s I finally asked the obvious one … “is it plugged in to the electricity?” It wasn’t of course. We just shrugged our shoulders and didn’t tell the rest of the band and got on with it. Still, as everyone has said, it does happen to us all. I have misplaced my precious dvd of one surprise birthday party thrown for me by dearest friend, and I refuse to panic and stress about it. I am hoping that the universe will return it to me at the apprpriate time and if not, I am fortunate to still have the vhs from which it was dubbed, so will just have to pay for it again. Bugger though.

    Looking forward to the ipod lessons. I have one which I have not used yet.

    I like the …’s as well! (and the !’s)

  32. avatar
    cita | 5 January 2007 at 3:58 am #

    The silly poet has a nice ring to it.
    Doing your block then trying to undo the resulting tears. We all need to be silly some of the time, too much serious stuff to wallow about it. The human side of Steve. You are the sweet music maker, the silly soul and the cool daddy.

  33. avatar
    damien | 5 January 2007 at 4:06 am #

    Samosanx reminded me of one of my recent clangers!

    Setting up at rehearsal, ready to play, then wondering why no sound was coming from the bass rig.

    After twenty seconds or so of panic I looked down at the bass and was reminded that one needs to connect the instrument to the amp with a lead!

  34. avatar
    Anonymous | 5 January 2007 at 4:50 am #

    Its a paralell:
    I went out with my dad once when i was little to get my haircut. Being a little kid, i didnt care much for it, although my dad thought it was important to be well groomed. He said he knew of a lady in town that cut hair, so we drove and drove down the same streets in the same part of town and we never could find the house. So i started laughing at him. And a few minutes later i wanted to cry. Because dad yelled at me, and i knew that he was just trying his best to save some money to have a lady cut our hair. I never did get my hair cut that day, but i didnt forget it. Even though it was such a long time ago it seems… i must have been 8 or 9… im 23 now. Ah well… we all have paralells i guess. Just different ways. Love all that you do Mr. K. And it would be great to hear about what you listen to!
    -Allen
    Galveston TX

  35. avatar
    Anonymous | 5 January 2007 at 5:26 am #

    Steve,

    Isn’t that life with the kids. I gotta 7, 4 and 1 year old (Boy, Girl, Girl)Spencers fave is UGM of the OSAH vintage while Lucy luvs 0408.

    Your stories when talking about your kids makes me laugh out loud as it is so close to home – they keep you broke and drive ya crazy but you just wouldn,t have it any other way.

    Hope your having a fun time Steve – Your a real fella with a good heart.

    Looking forward to your next Melby jaunt.

    Cheers / Pierre

  36. avatar
    Anonymous | 5 January 2007 at 5:26 am #

    I’ve learnt all the rules in this forest of fools.

    CPE

  37. avatar
    Anonymous | 5 January 2007 at 6:40 am #

    Bass players! Mabe you all having something amiss!!!! lol

    Note to self, double check all work done by bass players. Likely to be something silly in the mix.

  38. avatar
    pAgeY | 5 January 2007 at 7:42 am #

    During the summer of 1986 during the World Expo in Vancouver my best friend and I crashed going 80km/h into a light standard on Terminal ave and then 2 feet later a telephone pole.

    We had stayed up the Friday night before on LSD. I fell asleep at the wheel at 5M and my girlfriend named Trixie and I broke up after the dance club closed in the outside lot.

    And like there is always something extra strange about how I see events the tape deck got stuck and looped a 4 second bit of audio over and over after the crash, it honest to God was playing a Smiths song with the lyric repeated being “You do not want to believe, you are sleeping, you do not want to believe, you are sleeping”

    And I know these phenomenon make me silly. I know how Jesus walked on Water and moses parted the Red Sea, some of those are FROM FORCES. HUGE amazING FORCES./ out

  39. avatar
    pagey | 5 January 2007 at 7:46 am #

    And may the force be strong in you

    Jedi Code:
    There is no emotion, there is peace.
    There is no ignorance, there is knowledge.
    There is no passion, there is serenity.
    There is no death, there is the Force.

    Sith Code:
    Peace is a lie, There is only passion
    Through passion, I gain strength.
    Through strength, I gain power.
    Through power, I gain victory.
    Through victory, My chains are broken.
    The Force shall set me free.

  40. avatar
    verdelay | 5 January 2007 at 7:47 am #

    I used to think it the worst fate
    a neo classical irony
    that we lads transform slowly, inexorably into our own fathers.
    Impossible! Exclaims the lad with all the confidence in the world.
    And then, blink of an irony, he finds himself speaking with his own father’s voice
    Years later in a car south of Kiama

    So much to harvest
    From so few grains

  41. avatar
    Anonymous | 5 January 2007 at 7:50 am #

    Size doesn’t matter though, right?

    The other melb gal.

  42. avatar
    Anonymous | 5 January 2007 at 7:50 am #

    Size doesn’t matter though, right?

    The other melb gal.

  43. avatar
    Sweed | 5 January 2007 at 8:33 am #

    We are all silly and yes “this being a fambley manne gig much tuffer than being a space rocker” is true. So true…

    Love

    -Sweed

  44. avatar
    Anonymous | 5 January 2007 at 8:56 am #

    obla di
    obla da

    jr……….

  45. avatar
    Imber | 5 January 2007 at 9:07 am #

    Good to hear all is ok with your ipod. ๐Ÿ™‚

    Looking forward to your a-c list.

    X

  46. avatar
    Melissa | 5 January 2007 at 9:49 am #

    “(fade back to reality)
    (whatever that is)
    (baybee)”

    LOL ๐Ÿ™‚

    I’m so very glad to read here that silliness can equate to being a genius. And I thought my habit of walking into trees on the odd occassion was just because I’m just a tad mad!

    Thanks for a very sweet read today!

  47. avatar
    Anonymous | 5 January 2007 at 10:43 am #

    Dude,

    You are not ‘silly’….. that is a polite, fey and almost jolly way of putting it. I think a more appropriate label is ‘organisationally impaired’. I know because I’m a memeber of that club.

    I like to think I’m super-organised….and I am…up here (points to noggin) but somewhere in between the noggin and my other extremities somthin’ goes missing.

    Additionally; I go fucking nuts if I can’t find something, lay waste to the landscape and populace in looking for lost items and then never apologise for aformentioned apoplexy.

    What a winner, eh? So lucky I have a lovely family whose patience and virtue know no bounds…..

    As to the tour of your i-pod :- please accompany track listings with appropriate stories of mispent youth, memories, hair raising tales etc and other supporting information. I think u get the picture.

    You see, when ‘the book of the blog’ comes out it would be so much better if there was an accompanying CD…..

    B.Bon

  48. avatar
    captainmission | 5 January 2007 at 12:54 pm #

    hey glad to know yr ipod device is working, its gonna be amazing finding out about the tunes it contains, i can’t wait to hear some of that cosmic jazz. i was reliving yr space rock show and ‘cortez’ was the highlight for me, what an amazing preformance.
    okay well hope you had a good break down the coast, i guess being a paraent is the hardest responsibility of them all, but i know its the most rewarding and all the effort does pay off it the long run, well maybe i’m just luckey. life didn’y turn out the way i thought it would but it aint bad and there’s so many people in a worse condition, everyday i wake up, i walk down the beach and i give thanks to the great spirit for the simple things, like the trees and the waves and the breeze. The rest is just a bonus innit. the people who we love, and love us, the music that turns us on, the way the sunlight bounces of a girls hair, the stars, the beautiful moon and the sun, this awesome planet, no wonder we forget our keys, get caught up in little neurological space time loops, all the overwhelmingly beautiful nature of life and we have to think about something trivial as where did i put me keys…. its a strange thing the fact we even need keys…?
    anyways hi

  49. avatar
    Samosanx | 5 January 2007 at 1:53 pm #

    sorry about the double entry before…. it’s one of those days!…today at work (after reading TTB) a colleague said it was “feral friday”, and I heard another having a conversation with an inane, senior, very senior in the heirarchy person who thought he should be exempt from a simple task that everyone else has to do, and i walked into a partition … guess it must be planet conjunct thingies ….

    Random book excerpt: In a lovely garden where the autumnal sun seemed to linger with pleasure, under a sky, already noticeably tinged with green, in which the golden clouds sailed like cruising continents, four beautiful children, four boys, tired probably of their games, were talking.
    XXXI – Vocations, from Paris Spleen, by Charles Baudelaire.

  50. avatar
    restaurant mark | 5 January 2007 at 2:02 pm #

    it’s alright man…i’m gonna pretend like i’m cool and don’t do silly stuff like that. key word=pretend/my wife could have all my silly behavior numbered and in alphabetical order for you if you like???
    take care

  51. avatar
    Mr. London | 5 January 2007 at 2:15 pm #

    Vive l’iPod!

    I imagine that anyone who enjoys ye olde space musick has a tendency to be rather scattered. That’s my experience, anyway.

    Just imagine how the world would fall apart if no one could find their computer mouse…

    -Carl

  52. avatar
    Anonymous | 5 January 2007 at 2:18 pm #

    The band dont even do the lip quiver thing when you yell at them?! Man, they’re tough ๐Ÿ™‚

    Your gals obviously adore their grumpy ol’ dad and I just adore hearing his stories.

    Yay to hear your mepods alive and kicking again – Im hyped for the A-Z walk thru’ – any letter, any order but i want the reasons/stories etc behind some of your choices too.

    And hey, you’re a lot of esses besides silly … sweet, sexy, smart and ‘silarious’. Losing your bass while you’re wearing it is pretty funny you gotta admit – its not like its a little thing.

    x

    ps isnt Britney’s monkee called Kevin Federsomething?

  53. avatar
    Anthony | 5 January 2007 at 3:54 pm #

    Well Steve, we all do the silly forgetful things. And it only gets worse as we get older. And the kids… I can relate. But I am proud to say I’ve only really lost my cool twice and raised my voice at Thomas, the 7 year old. I try not to because I don’t want him to grow up and think that’s how you solve problems. It’s tough with him too because he’s my stepson (I hate that word) and it’s just a little different disciplining stepchildren because of the more fragile emotional elements involved. Looking forward to “what’s on my Ipod”. Olivia gave me one for our anniversary. After my initial (and usual) stubbornness to change and new technology (“but I’m a purist” I always argue…I want my artwork, blah, blah, blah), I must say I love it now and I can’t live without it. What’s not to love about having 30GB of music a few clicks away. Got the remastered Jeff Buckley “Grace” cd yesterday and stuck it on the Ipod… wow!!! (your Mom would be proud of those, huh? 3 in a row). Anyway the remaster sounds amazing… hearing things not previously heard before and one of the extra songs “Forget Her”, which was removed at the last minute and replaced with “So Real”, is a stunning beauty. Interesting alternate versions (different lyrics) of “Dream Brother” also. Wish he was still around. David Sylvian’s “Dead Bees on a Cake” is getting a lot of Ipod time also. Guess I better go and get some work done.
    Thanks for being you,
    Anthony

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    Anonymous | 5 January 2007 at 4:16 pm #

    Steve, and to anyone else who is interested. In my bever ending search of messing around on the internet, I discovered a web site called “You tube”. People place videos on the sight for others to enjoy. In the search line, I typed The Church and all kinds of videos came up. I saw the video for “Already Yesterday” and “You Took”. I never had seen these before. There is also quite a few live clips to enjoy as will as some solo stuff.

    All take care
    Some guy who lives in Portland Or.

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    Sancho | 5 January 2007 at 4:26 pm #

    You know SK?

    Found most of yesterday & todayโ€™s blog to be
    some of your best and most honest thoughts-

    (Iโ€™m surprised Sancho was all over the place.)

    iโ€™ve been too judgmental & resentful of you
    with your
    Philistine vs. Boho war
    illusion

    your dependence
    on tech pod & blog blah:
    maybe youโ€™re more philistine than you think.

    My apologies.

  56. avatar
    Anonymous | 5 January 2007 at 4:56 pm #

    Chuckin a fuckin William…
    that still cracks me up.
    Fucking funny.
    Dunno who the William in question is or was – but that just ups the absurdist factor and makes it even funnier!

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    eek | 5 January 2007 at 5:02 pm #

    Whew!

    For a few seconds there I thought the title of today’s blog was “the incontinent blogger” and I thought “ACK!! no no no!!! Too Much Information!!” (like all those !’s ? trust me, every one of them was warranted by the horror I felt at the time).

    You know, a lot of people are great at keeping all those little details (such as where their keys or sunglasses are) perfectly straight, but don’t have a drop of creativity in their bodies. So you’re a bit of a space cadet. You’re a creative and interesting one, and I’ll take that any day. And you have to admit it provides great fodder for this blog. ๐Ÿ™‚

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    davem | 5 January 2007 at 5:17 pm #

    My wife did your key/sunglasses trick yesterday, but with her bra.
    I mean, FFS, how can you search the house for a bra you’re already wearing?
    Love you more,

    Dave M
    xx

  59. avatar
    veleska1970 | 5 January 2007 at 5:36 pm #

    oh~~about “youtube”….steve i hope you don’t mind my bringing this up, but if anybody is interested, someone uploaded a video of a very young, cute **gasp** steve kilbey playing “othertime” on guitar. sorry i don’t have the link but my work computer won’t allow me to access youtube.

    and steve’s wearing my favorite color in the vid…..steve, you look great in purple **yummy**!!

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    gareth,notts | 5 January 2007 at 5:42 pm #

    great blog steve,i can relate to all the daft stuff,after all,on what was supposed to be my 2nd driving test(which i did actually pass 2nd time!)i locked the keys in the car as we arrived at the test centre,obviously the test had to be cancelled!

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    davem | 5 January 2007 at 5:44 pm #

    Thanks Veleska,
    I’ve followed your tip.
    One of my faves that too, so it was a real treat.
    Hi to Gareth too. The midlands is especially miserable at the moisn’t it matey, but it’s the weekend and the pub is calling me….

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    CeciliaGin | 5 January 2007 at 8:01 pm #

    Regarding the “othertime” vid.
    Esteban:
    When you come back to San Franceesco you have an open invitation to come into the tv studio and perform this again…we have 3 cameras, ooooooh!

    Cecilia

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    ambnt1 | 5 January 2007 at 9:10 pm #

    Steven,

    Don’t lose your mind.

    -Chris

    n.p. Future Sound of London, “Teachings from the Electronic Brain” (made in pre-iPlod era)

  64. avatar
    Anonymous | 5 January 2007 at 9:35 pm #

    hey ambient man, ever heard Plotkin/Spybey–“peripheral blur” ?? check it out…brilliant on land type suffusion…D in A..

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    Anonymous | 5 January 2007 at 10:32 pm #

    handsome yes indeed
    purple alright okay i guess yeah

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    CSTCoach | 5 January 2007 at 10:56 pm #

    That was great, man. Cracked me up at too many points to copy and paste.

    Watched the Othertime clip, thanks Veleska. :-)I love that song, especially the version on the KH Acoustic and Intimate CD. Funny, at first I misheard “read that bedtime into view” (instead of “interview”) and thought, “yeah, i can relate to that”…

    ryan

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    Anonymous | 6 January 2007 at 12:51 am #

    pied piper beauty he is, olde gerald, mainly hopkins

    glory be to steve for silly things
    for kilbey blogs-of-colour so unhindered now
    for poem-tales all a ripple upon slightest whim
    fresh stories chestnuts-all; laughters wings
    soundscape played and pieced – hold, hallow, and how;
    and tall tales, they’re here who heckle him!

    all things counter, original, spare, strange;
    whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?)
    with swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim;
    he fathers-forth whose beauty is past change:
    praise him…

  68. avatar
    Anonymous | 6 January 2007 at 3:15 am #

    that poem sucks

  69. avatar
    Anonymous | 11 January 2007 at 4:28 am #

    I know you like comments and although I read all the time, I only lurk. Watch me bust out! Thanks for the entries. ๐Ÿ™‚


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