posted on December 30, 2007 at 10:52 am

calenders spin
years tear off like pages and fly away
technology frightens me
its incessant insistence on change nobody wants
its intrusions
its cancers
its speed cameras
its unknown costs
my room full of invisible signals passing through me
pornography, astrology, hotmail, gmail, whole encyclopaedias
all moving thru the air
piercing me deeply
penetrating every organic thing
christmas an empty ritual
the children want the toys
the grownups need a holiday
so we cut down pine trees
and wait for an imaginary geezer
to drop down our chimneys
people slurp grog and gawk at sport
what is this dimension missing from me
that i have been screaming for all my lives?
why does hardly one else seem to miss it?
why couldnt i have been happy with the tinny and tv?
what do i see in my crystalline balls for 08?
more war
more disaster
more politicians crooked bullshit
more people in jail
i dunno
a cure for this or that disease
men and women who sacrifice their lives
someone’ll get fat
someone’ll get thin
someone will run off with somebody else
life will become simultaneously easier and harder
islands go under yet water becomes scarcer
here in bondi
it is like a total beach resort town type trip
ferris wheels
dance parties
irish n english boys carrying slabs of beer
the new mexican palms a’waving
queues outside every restaurant
me n minna n vilma from sweden eat felafels
shady characters abound n then some
drunken pushy thugs n loudmouth bullies
oh all the things that will happen in this bondi night
the heat and the sea and the beer
people hanging off the rafters
the pubs are overflowing
the promises of the bondi night
the parties full of cocaine and docile beauties
on the balcony yelling thru the cigarette smoke
walking along the shore at 4 am tripping outta yer mind
holding hands with someone you just met from fuckin bulgaria
getting hit in the head with a surfboard
sunburn and cold sweat
the sting of the light
the great european fear of the shark
and spider
and snake
smoking hydroponic weed and havin’ an anxiety attack
the jellyfish leaves welts
the sand is everywhere
in the grass small thistle like things are agony
the birdshit is corrosive…it melts paint in one or two days
the party pills can be lethal
people overheat and convulse on the wrong stuff
idiots roar down one way streets doing 70 miles an hour
parking police are everywhere about their pathetic tasks
old jewish bints in supermarkets rudely push in
parties erupt all over the place
voices call out into the hot breathless night
the sea roars
the music drifts
the losers cry
the winners scoff
the victims wine
the sugar daddies say “what are ya wearing?”
the cops say theyll help ya find ya wallet but dont expect to
the juice bar man says “whos next?”
perry says “pam left me..i got the bizness now”
pam says ” i left perry …i got the bizness now”
the hairdressers snip snip spray spray
the manicure joint cover yer nails in poison colours
the billboards screams best and worst bodies of 2007
the heroin dealer says ” i’ll be there soon”
the guy at the bar says ” my wife doesnt understand me”
his wife says to his friend ” ive never done this before”
the ambulance man says ” ok this is gonna hurta little”
the seagulls fight over the overflowing bins
taxis comin’ and goin’
buses wilting under the strain
the fashion shops open late
a market with jewelry sunglasses n massage
the coke dealer says no more credit
the real estate says your rent has increased
the garage says your blah blah is about to go
the world says be this be that
god says im busy
families clash and divide
things fall apart
the stars recede
the night fades
we are left
in nothingness

19 Responses to “wasnt i meant to write something pithy about the year thats gone….?”

  1. avatar
    princey | 30 December 2007 at 11:49 am #

    Don’t like the sound of Bondi at the moment sk. Maybe some of that buzz stuff is in order??? A visit here in 2008 is all I want!
    Cheers and love,

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    Anonymous | 30 December 2007 at 11:55 am #

    Was just up the coast a bit, up at Avoca beach.
    Sounds like the time being needs to go to a beach area thats abit sloower, a bit less..Bondi.
    All hippies eventually end a bit further north..

    Coming back into Sydney the otherday and I felt sad..I spose it’s the holiday letdown but…

    Just saw the Dylan biopic ‘I’m not there’, not bad. 8/10.

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    Richard | 30 December 2007 at 12:16 pm #

    …and then the fireworks start

    and we mark the occasion by promising ourselves and others that we will change something big or little about our lives

    believing that an arbitrary resetting of the date-count is going to provide just the momentum we need to do something we know we should have done years ago


    I ordered one of the Seance tee-shirts from the Church website today.

    I hope you get a cut.

    I’ve always loved that cover. In fact, I painted my own version in about 1985 and wore it proudly ’til it was absolutely threadbare.


  4. avatar
    Anonymous | 30 December 2007 at 1:11 pm #

    abcdefghijklm opqrstuvwxyz
    lovely letters arent they panther?

  5. avatar
    Melby Symon | 30 December 2007 at 1:13 pm #

    Great blog Steve…if that is 2007 then (insert your favourite deity here) help us because 2008 is already looking pretty fucked.

    I spent all my young life wanting to be an adult…now I contemplate how much I would give to have my youth back.

    As much as the drink drivers and idiots who throw unseen punches scare me…it’s seeing people I know die from cancer…so many of them this year…that makes me wonder where it’s all heading.

    Peace and good health…is it too much to expect and hope for ?

  6. avatar
    davem | 30 December 2007 at 1:46 pm #

    Stick with the chick peas!
    How’s that ear TTB??? I can’t help being optimistic SK and wishing only the best for you in 2008!!

  7. avatar
    craig1.618 | 30 December 2007 at 3:04 pm #

    the guy at the bar says ” my wife doesnt understand me”
    his wife says to his friend ” ive never done this before”

    how’s that saying go? “women marry men hoping they’ll change and they never do and men marry women hoping they’ll never change and they always do”

  8. avatar
    veleska1970 | 30 December 2007 at 4:57 pm #

    year in, year out the same old craziness overflows on this spinning dirtball we call mother earth. nothing ever seems to change, as much as we hope and wish for it.

    the more things change, the more they stay the same, huh?

    lotza love……

  9. avatar
    woodsprite | 30 December 2007 at 5:31 pm #

    Hmmm. Was the falafel good at least? :[

    I agree 2007 was a klunker.

  10. avatar
    Finn | 30 December 2007 at 7:42 pm #

    yowza steve – a bit cynical no? yes? It does seem that way doesn’t it. Perhaps the collective unconscious will see a sea change in the coming year(s)? Here in the “reality based community” guess we expect more of the same. Here’s to hoping.

  11. avatar
    Brien Comerford | 30 December 2007 at 7:55 pm #

    We all must take one day at a time because the futures uncertain and the end is always near. No one here gets out alive. The Doors were a flawless studio band. I know older people who saw them in concert and evidently Jim wrecked many concerts via being too inebriated and outspoken.

    I recently read an 2004 or 2005 Sk interview in reference to his poetry and writing. At the time his favorite poets were Baudelaire and Rimbaud (existential and surreal). His favotite books were the The Bible and Hindu Scriptures (spiritual and ethereal). A glimpse into Sk’s enigmatic eclecticism.

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    linjo | 30 December 2007 at 9:21 pm #

    Another annus (?) horribilus (?) for many of us Mr Floyd. Take my day yesterday for example, (not that anyone cares). Dear mama rushed off to hospital bleeding profusely from mouth and nose, last stages leukemia.
    Precious 5 year old bundle not yet back home from day trip with alcoholic daddy, 6 oclock, panic button on, finally get on to “dad in distress”. Audibly pissed and driving with her. Jump in car, arrive to catch him pulling into his driveway. I punch him in the head, he bleets and rings cops to slap avo on me. I ring cops, please come out here and slap him on the breathalizer, “um err we cannot do that unless we actually see him do it”. but i have 3 witnesses I say, no can do! So Melby Simon that is my world you described.
    So glad I live up the coast though, could never go back to insanity of Sydney. Though I made an amateur attempt at sarcasm yesterday, I do have full sympathy for your feelings of anger and disillusion Steve, stranger though you are. Happiness comes in fleeting moments.

  13. avatar
    matt davison | 30 December 2007 at 11:09 pm #

    One of your VERY BEST EVER SK.

    Its going to be 108 degrees (43 c) in Melbo 2day imagine the satus of our neck of the woods later on.

    H N Y ************************


    forgetyourselves 2007


  14. avatar
    CAPTAIN BEYOND | 31 December 2007 at 1:12 am #

    at least I have my New England Patriots…

    ps. can’t I have ‘a’ hint esskay???

  15. avatar
    snowfaller | 31 December 2007 at 2:20 am #

    It is hard to believe all of the silly people who think a “new” year will be any different…

    I guess if it makes them happy it’s no harm to us.

    Rock on, Killer.

  16. avatar
    Anonymous | 31 December 2007 at 2:20 am #

    i’ve always felt that void that becomes louder round this time of the year, humanity revolts me, materialism reaching feverpitch, dulled downed tizzied up people everywhere but noone knowing where the hell they are, conversations limited to trivia never scratching the surface. Hollow and unsatisfying. and my husband singles me out as a cynical killjoy.
    Hippy gnu year

  17. avatar
    Anonymous | 31 December 2007 at 2:36 am #

    Hey there’s lots of people absenting themselves from the organised mayhem of NYE revelry…me being but one of them.

    Having lived at Bondi Beach I know how hard it is to avoid though…..pumping Ibiza crap through sandy rain; and the beach littered at dawn with lobsterised back packers……..
    maybe try Neilsen Park?
    or the north end of watsons bay, where the lighthouse is…not the one up the top at north bondi, there’s another one further on..past the watsons bay pub and the furthest carpark….oh; just realised people may there to watch the fireworks extravaganza…..

    apparently we’re in for a cyclone up here…



  18. avatar
    isolde | 31 December 2007 at 3:19 am #

    i got some of that new floss for removing blog pith that gets lodged inbetween your comment molars this christmas its great stuff

    for holiday blues i can recommend that movie the darjeeling limited

    hello mon bon

  19. avatar
    Fritz | 3 January 2008 at 9:45 pm #

    “what is this dimension missing from me
    that i have been screaming for all my lives?
    why does hardly one else seem to miss it?
    why couldnt i have been happy with the tinny and tv?”


    ‘the heroin dealer says ” i’ll be there soon”
    the guy at the bar says ” my wife doesnt understand me”
    his wife says to his friend ” ive never done this before”
    the ambulance man says ” ok this is gonna hurta little”‘

    All too beautiful.

    Thank you.

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