posted on January 25, 2009 at 8:12 pm

dont come here looking for answers
i am quite patently mad
my parallel universes are leaking
vishnu swirls it all around
the walls and barriers have collapsed
everything is on
everything happens at once
i got it in spades
i’m sitting in the park with kathy my twin sister
well she looks like elektra my daughter
only shes taller i guess
and shes dressed like them biblical n ancient women
and shes saying steven why did you let me fade in your world…?
and i’m saying oh kathy…
when david neil and ricky turn up
and ricky looks like my dad when he was young
and david neil looks tired
and david says
i been talking to ricky about my album, man…
ricky says: wait till ya hear this stuff, man…
and ricky says : hey kathy….how you doing…?
and kathy says: ooh its our mister ricky….
and david neil says : i didnt know you hadda sister, man
and he says : hi , my names david….
and kathy giggles
and she says: oh i know who you are…..
and ricky plonks himself down and he starts rambling
hes talking about a show he saw
but i aint listening
i’m watching david chatting up kathy
and i’m getting real real angry as they sit there laughing
and davids saying did you hear these guys are rereleasing my stuff….?
and kathys saying i bought the wilderness years for my brothers birthday
when we were sixteen……
and david says hey far out are you identical twins?
and kathys explaining all the different types of twins to david
and rickys telling me about this guitar hes gonna buy
and then ricky leans in low n says
man theres been a lot of print-thru today…..
i say what do you mean, hombre?
he looks up at the darkening sky
you know…the parallels….bleeding in to us here…
do you really believe in that stuff? i ask
whoah man…aint that david neil…hes dead!
and steve….kathys not supposed to be here….ricki hisses
i say fuck!
david neil and kathy stand up
we’re gonna get a drink he says
oh yeah ?….i say standing up
ricky says ooh take it easy n slightly restraining my arm
i shake it off angrily
i take kathy aside
dont go n drink with him!
she stares back
a female version of me
or am i
a parallel male version of her?
she was born 13 minutes after me
i have always tried to boss her around
i have always competed with her for dads affection
i have done things to get her into trouble
i have been rude and stupid and aloof
she stares back at me furious
i dont even exist in your world
and you dare to tell me who i can drink with…!?
david neil sticks his nose in
whats the problem here my man?
no fucking problem man…
we start pushing each other
you canadian prick….
you fuckin’ wanna piece of me..?
get yer fucking coat off then….
ricky jumps up
whoa hey hey slow down
he gently takes neil outta my face
kathy shakes her head
steven, he’d have you for breakfast…dont be stupid…
kathy i say
dont fuck david neil!
we stand there facing off
the same height
the same eyes
the same intensity
steven she says
you got some fucking nerve…
and then she smiles
and she looks just a photo i saw of her once
and she tries to embrace me
but i’m pushing her away
no no no
and david neil says :kathy, you comin’?
and its night now properly
and peacocks stroll through the park
and genetically modified unicorns
and lovely little water dragons
and graceful striped swans
and mythological chimeras
and dwarves dressed in satin finery
and marc bolan comes out of a big hollow tree
and dad appears out of nowhere
dont tell me you 2 are at it again?
and he looks at kathy with favour
and me with disfavour
ricky says is that your dad?
and kathy says
dad this is ricky n this is david
and dad says david neil?
david says yeah
and dad sings a few bars of one of davids songs
and everybody laughs a little
and dad starts talking about the piano
and kathy puts her arm around his waist
and they both giggle as she squeezes him
come ‘ere then slim! dad says
and kathy and dad beckon to me
but i cant i cant i cant
and david neil says
steve whats up with you?
and i turn around
david youre dead
dad youre dead
kathy you dont belong here anymore
ricky says : now youre being a real bummer, man…
and i say
all of you
do what you want
and i’m crying in frustration
cos i cant control anybody let alone myself
and i love davids music
and i love my long gone dad
and i love my little sister kk
but they all walk away
walk away
walk away
you could go after ’em says ricky quietly
no i couldnt i say
and we both sit there for a long time in the darkness
eventually my amigo pulls something out of his pocket
and sticks a thin white joint in my gob
what about the cops i say?
fuck em ! he says
as his lighter flares
in the black australian summer night
and i inhale

35 Responses to “the tragedians”

  1. avatar
    Mr. Ricky | 25 January 2009 at 10:21 pm #

    Nice one!

  2. avatar
    m.p.k | 25 January 2009 at 10:31 pm #

    Sanskrit from Isidore… OMG, I love this song…

  3. avatar
    verdelay | 25 January 2009 at 10:37 pm #

    Oh, my my, Illyrian,…I’m there, I’m there, I’m there, I’m…

    …(shudder) gone.

  4. avatar
    princey | 25 January 2009 at 10:41 pm #

    That sure pulled the heartstrings sk. Maybe swap yesterdays title.
    Although that blog made me sad, I can't help but feel happy cos of all the Church & sk news lately, can't wait!!!!! πŸ™‚
    Love Amanda

  5. avatar
    catchow | 25 January 2009 at 10:47 pm #

    a nice and touching story from
    the…Twilight Zone!

    fine to get some news from the Church Press Release about new album and tour …

  6. avatar
    fantasticandy | 25 January 2009 at 11:32 pm #

    kathy = sadness and a yearning for things that can NOT come to pass.
    as much as i enjoy all your tales featuring her steve….i find them a bit disconcerting………
    does she represent loss somehow?
    or perhaps wishes that can never be fulfiled?
    i don’t know if i really want an answer even…
    maybe it’s best if she remains an enigma….
    or am i just plain thick?

    just returned from the isle of avalon…with a little jokey sort of pressie for ya…it’ll be going in the post tomorrow.

  7. avatar
    linjo | 26 January 2009 at 1:08 am #

    Yeah thats a bit of a sad blog Steve. I still go through shock waves at unexpected times that my Mama has gone. The family unity seems to be slowly fraying now.
    Off to ‘celebrate’ Australia Day at the inevitable beach barby. As good excuse as any to drink a six pack and think about how lucky I am. Saw a disturbing doco on ABC last night about the convicts who escaped in Tasmania and had to eat each other one by one to survive. Best wishes Steve, Linda.

  8. avatar
    Cresno | 26 January 2009 at 1:37 am #

    Nice S.K.

    The veils part between the planes of existence.I love a leaky universe!

    Tinnitus is believed by some to be associated with heightened clairaudience. Just gotta find the volume control…

  9. avatar
    Hellbound Heart | 26 January 2009 at 3:16 am #

    profound sense of isolation and loss in today’s offering, boss…
    keep us posted about release of new music and where/how to get it please!
    love always….

  10. avatar
    Freddie | 26 January 2009 at 3:28 am #

    Reading this,
    I feel perfectly sane now πŸ˜‰

  11. avatar
    Anonymous | 26 January 2009 at 3:42 am #

    more more more

  12. avatar
    Anonymous | 26 January 2009 at 4:04 am #

    Here is some classic David Neil.
    I didn't know he died but his work lives on!

  13. avatar
    Anonymous | 26 January 2009 at 4:06 am #

    Sorry wrong davif Neil video link.

    Use this one.

  14. avatar
    Sheffield Tyler | 26 January 2009 at 4:38 am #

    I like under the milky way. it changed my life. whats the story on that one. did your sister help write it?

  15. avatar
    Anonymous | 26 January 2009 at 4:47 am #

    Yon ravelling Mage,
    crisp sunseanian Sage
    deep acrest a mass,
    a hillock of woven ash.
    Tarragon seed whim is a coin
    in the swim of your skin.
    One pleasant fin,
    O for such rippled skin,
    akin to a far star,
    deep abreasted like a raft,
    a lantern beam cathedral
    in the dungeons of my cask.
    And a ship from Paladinya
    yes, a pavilion of Pallacian mind,
    a tower awned with lighting,
    a swans wing and a dipped ring
    and you swimming like my mountain,
    the delved crescents of your breast
    of true julip of Dodona
    a league skimmed proper above the rest.
    O, Our nest could hold silk stars
    a taffetian nation, an elven rope,
    a scarlet kerchief wept and laiden
    like the galley of dead uncles’ boat.
    And a brace of shining finches,
    sleek necks climbing towards our sky,
    four driving jewelled rivers and unmapped
    just Dodona,
    a whole zinc of finches,
    you and I.

  16. avatar
    loolaabillions | 26 January 2009 at 6:01 am #

    i sometimes wonder how Neumans feeling too…

  17. avatar
    Dempsey | 26 January 2009 at 11:20 am #

    “Fuck em”. Indeed, sir.

  18. avatar
    fantasticandy | 26 January 2009 at 12:30 pm #

    cd 'n book just arrived….
    book signed by mr jeff himself!
    listening to disc now.
    first impressions?
    VERY proggy/ambient/experimental/anarchic/lilting/melodic/thrash metal/ect.
    so far tracks 7 & 9 fookin' awesome!
    10…..sheesh! solid bass 'n drum pattern…steve and timbo really grooving together pete and marty really going off on one whilst the rythym winds around them…goes out with tim sounding like nick mason.
    ah…..pointless trying to itemize individual pieces, the whole thing lurches about all over the place!
    headspinningly brilliant….
    more keys than before methinks, although still very much a guitar album, solid playing throughout.
    jarring one moment melodious the next.
    a bit of a roller-coaster ride this one folks!
    basically then chums, another first-rate bit of churchiness…..
    the packaging sucks bigtime though steve…eurgh!
    brien will instantly declare it one of his faves along with beside yourself.
    dave will love it for steves 'gabrielesque' vocals.
    fans who are mainly into very early church stuff or verse/chorus/verse/chorus/fade type song structures may find it pretty hard going……but, well…
    stuff 'em i say!
    evolve or die!
    cheers all,
    andy L.

  19. avatar
    fantasticandy | 26 January 2009 at 12:32 pm #

    thra = thrash.

  20. avatar
    Anonymous | 26 January 2009 at 12:36 pm #

    get a job & a haircut kilbey

  21. avatar
    Thomas Thomsen, Denmark | 26 January 2009 at 12:57 pm #

    The packaging almost always sucks, whether we’re talking Church or Church-related projects. Beautiful music deserves beautiful packaging, Steve.

  22. avatar
    Anonymous | 26 January 2009 at 2:57 pm #

    anon at 3:47, Cool poem!!

  23. avatar
    seoigh | 26 January 2009 at 3:55 pm #

    I assume you’ve read Hesse’s Journey to the East.

    I, much like the main character, have fallen from the Guild only to find myself doubting the Guild’s existence.

    On the other hand, you have stayed in the Guild literally your entire life.

    I thought my path was the harder one; finding myself questioning the value of my art (and therefore myself) frankly hurts.

    But your path? Staying in the Guild has blurred your reality to where you live in a confusing fugue state. MWP is as real as the dead you’ve walked with; your father is as real as Don Quixote. You songs’ characters are as real in your world as your children. Your blogs leaked into Painkiller and vice versa.

    That’s got to be hard.

    Good luck with it. You’re probably very difficult to be around as a result; but as sensitive as you are, you feel the hurt you cause to those around you.

    Maybe my path wasn’t so bad after all. Heck. It’s all one, anyhow.

  24. avatar
    Sheffield Tyler | 26 January 2009 at 5:52 pm #

    Methinks you have quite nice packaging Thomas!

  25. avatar
    davem | 26 January 2009 at 6:25 pm #

    That made me long for my Mum……like Maria, now long dead.
    Andy – agree on the packaging for Shriek & hope you had a great break. I went and collected mine on Saturday morning and it accompanied me on a trip to Derby. The first chance for a "proper" listen won't be until friday night though!!
    Love to all.

  26. avatar
    Thomas Thomsen, Denmark | 26 January 2009 at 7:56 pm #

    Spirit in Flames is one hell of a cool song. In terms of mood and atmosphere I think it would’ve fit in quite nicely with the rest of the songs on Priest=Aura.

  27. avatar
    Thomas Thomsen, Denmark | 26 January 2009 at 7:57 pm #

    Thank you, Sheffield Tyler…I guess.

  28. avatar
    Thomas Thomsen, Denmark | 26 January 2009 at 8:01 pm #

    Sorry – Spirit in Flame!

  29. avatar
    EDD | 27 January 2009 at 1:01 am #

    I would not feel so all alone…EVERYBODY MUST GET STONED!!!!!

  30. avatar
    Lian | 27 January 2009 at 8:26 am #

    please say something.

  31. avatar
    Anonymous | 27 January 2009 at 9:07 am #

    turn the horses Hor.back up the electrons.r on yer gear column.sing the verse twice or mre,on dancing echo n the bunnymen.bite the bit.haha,…how much longer………,;I:)xo

  32. avatar
    Hellbound Heart | 27 January 2009 at 9:50 am #

    …and monday bleeds into tuesday…peace, all….
    love always…

    ps do i have to order the shriek book and cd online or is there an address i can write to and send some kind of money order? anybody got any ideas? thanks!

  33. avatar
    Anonymous | 27 January 2009 at 9:55 am #

    Russell, can’t you consign our bozo friend to the community’s Hide List?

  34. avatar
    Sheffield Tyler | 27 January 2009 at 5:43 pm #

    Anon at 8:55 Is that you barry? woof woof How about he blocks all anon’s. Would you like that barry? woof woof

  35. avatar
    Anonymous | 27 January 2009 at 6:04 pm #

    howzabout he just does his block.;) xo

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