posted on January 9, 2010 at 5:43 am

baby on a hot day
sip something sweet
cool as cold pudding
like lakes at your feet
and
baby on a hot day
touch something smooth
cool as cold pudding
to get in your groove

yeah you got all the trimmings

remember how you used to stand so proud
under the awnings laughing out loud
remember how you used to partly submerge
into the crowd if you got the urge
and remember how you used to turn up trumps
and turn down tramps who used your pumps
and remember how you used to turn to stone
everytime you rocked in the mineral zone
and remember how you rode a cart
until they tore that thing apart
and remember how you named that hill
but the valley remains unnamed still
and remember how you wandered off
and then came back but just to scoff
honey whats that on your lip…froth….?

yeah you got all the trimmings

11 Responses to “trimmings”

  1. avatar
    Hellbound Heart | 9 January 2010 at 9:00 am #

    ok, this one needs music to go with it…….for some reason i could hear vintage stones in the background!

    love always…..

  2. avatar
    loolaabillions | 9 January 2010 at 10:21 am #

    perfect

    for a
    hot day….xx

  3. avatar
    Thomas Thomsen, Denmark | 9 January 2010 at 11:07 am #

    In order to make more money, you should also release a compilation of your previously released solo works, including songs such as Surrealist Woman Blues, Mechanism, Sleep With Me, Fall In Love, Blessed One, Keeper, Selfish Portrait, Outbound, Celestial, etc.

  4. avatar
    Melquiades | 9 January 2010 at 2:51 pm #

    snap snap. yeah

  5. avatar
    andychrist | 9 January 2010 at 5:26 pm #

    I see first
    and then hear a song
    The beautiful imagery
    pulling it along

    Here it is icy
    and the wind is fierce
    Sunny and blinding
    our eyes with a pierce

    Hoping your day is good to you my friend…………..

  6. avatar
    cazziem | 9 January 2010 at 7:56 pm #

    Pleasant little ditty SK, problem being I don’t remember any of this. Then again having only been introduced to the most awesome band in the world 5 months ago, is it any wonder I don’t remember the fun times when the trimmings (as in ttb, SK, chrunch) were missing!

    Just read through additional comments on last blog and noticed KevinN’s comment. You slept during a band meeting? Surely you must have been doing some constructive and creative thinking with your eyes shut? Haha. If the Europe part of the tour comes off and UK is blessed I’ll be there wherever there is. As for Vienna, city of music, and my second home, so if that’s on the list then, unless you go straight from one straight to the other, I’ll catch you there too as it’s only a few hours flight away and I can catch up with the family. I along with no doubt countless others, especially Brits, am on edge wait for the release of dates and venues so if it’s the big places that draw the crowds for ya SK, go for it; I'm sure there’s a few of us here who find a way to get there.

  7. avatar
    Jasperina | 9 January 2010 at 10:23 pm #

    And remember when your voice was new and the just mown lawn was glistening with dew…

    And remember when your skin was white and music echoed all around like waves of light…

    And remember when the talking made my blood rise and the only way to dream was with lies…

    Was reading a little about Lewis Carroll last night and I had forgotten about him being a mathematician and it reminded me of your blog about Fibonacci, numbers and creativity.

  8. avatar
    Anonymous | 9 January 2010 at 11:23 pm #

    Al Gore poem

    One thin September soon
    A floating continent disappears
    In midnight sun
    Vapors rise as
    Fever settles on an acid sea
    Neptune's bones dissolve
    Snow glides from the mountain
    Ice fathers floods for a season
    A hard rain comes quickly
    Then dirt is parched
    Kindling is placed in the forest
    For the lightning's celebration
    Unknown creatures
    Take their leave, unmourned
    Horsemen ready their stirrups
    Passion seeks heroes and friends
    The bell of the city
    On the hill is rung
    The shepherd cries
    The hour of choosing has arrived
    Here are your tools

    You both must be using the same type of drugs

  9. avatar
    Anonymous | 10 January 2010 at 3:34 am #

    Al Gore's got nothing on you
    That was simply exquisite
    xxxxx

  10. avatar
    Anonymous | 10 January 2010 at 6:03 am #

    Breaks my heart every day, it breaks my heart. *sigh*

  11. avatar
    davem | 10 January 2010 at 9:37 am #

    lyrics?


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