posted on September 1, 2006 at 6:10 am

pleasure
hedonism
the ocean
spring has returned
prima vera herself
dressed in green house gases
even damaged as she is
still so lovely
honey n milk flow
the southern hemisphere blooms forth
male n female
woof n warp
the way things start happening
the delerious hammer pounds inside
shooting stars in the eastern sky…i saw 2
making wishes as i was in garudasana
the balcony in the night
sandy n shelly n flowering plants
lovely aloneness for once
shiva sometimes whispers in my heart
faintly audible
the destroyer
speaks in liquid ways
my heart slows down to 45 beats per minute
despite all the whatever i have subjected myself to
i have low blood pressure
n my heart beats real slow
sanskrit celestial language
aum baybee
mmmm…thats right
and pleasure
the pleasure of music
the screaming distorting fracturing gurgling guitars
at the beginning of futureboy
the spirit walking drift of the eq. starrs
the way a bass guitars rubbery pulse
rubs up against a kick drum
words
all those fucking fantastic words
all those fucking fantastic voices
sing a song of fucking songs baybee
and rejoice
cos you are alive
and its spring
pushing thru the cold seawater
im rewriting my definitive book on rocknroll
over n over in my head
a million thoughts fly to me
but none are ever in words….
music going where nothing else goes
a painting cant get ya there
oh i dunno
thats not true…..
but this music stuff…what is it?
why do these combinations of words n notes unlock our spirits
why does some gruff old voice and tinny guitar
make me feel like i could perform magic
i been playing my olde bass for 36 years now
its an eternity
music slowly unravels from my hands
at first nothing
nothing at all
a lump of wood and some strings that hurt my fingers
drop by drop
i could squeeze music outta the fuckin’ thing
and now
and now….
my fingers say to my mind
please dont get involved
we know what we are doing
we have been fingers before
over n over n over
new instruments
new songs to learn
new slides n frets n holes to finger
new tones n timbres n rhythms n drones
new sticks n plectrums n bows n mallets
continuity
same old music
but now completely different
changed into something
rich n strange
ha
what does it all amount to?
that thou shalt rock?
that god gave rocknroll to us?
spring evening hastening down upon us here
the baby, the symbol of continuity
shakespeare..whatta great rocknroll lyricist he woulda been
and august strindberg, n baudelaire too
of course sweet young arthur
more tragic
more romantic
more young gifted n french
without you arthur
without you
rocknroll would still be doowop
oh you dead poet
i love yer stuff
i know you dont read my blogge
but its ok
when yer gone yer gone
and someday someone in the future
could chance upon something of mine
and i’ll be gone too
and none of it will matter anymore
and then
and then
there i am
im a kid again
and i see this instrument in a window one day
and the instrument
(which is playin’ by itself)
is singing
i’d love you to run yer hands all over me
and the instrument is very seductive
and before ya know it
ya meet some other new guys
ya might have to go thru a few
before ya meet the right ones
and then
you figure out
how you can
with certain combinations
of words n sounds
affect other people
whom you now call “the audience”
ya have yer ups n downs
sometimes ya dont get the combinations right
sometimes ya hate each other n yerselves
sometimes the audience are deaf
sometimes the audience arent even there
sometimes barometric pressure or cocaine
puts all the instruments permanently out of tunes
rocknroll animal
rocknroll angel
tryin’ to get that mixture right…!
are you telling me that rocknroll
shouldnt contain all the flesh n intelligence of man
are you saying that the electric guitar aint the best thing
for expressing unspeakable beastlike lust
and
the sonic perfection of heaven?
if you dont believe that you got the wrong blogge mister
rocknroll is sacred holy music to me
i live by it
im gonna die by it
i have a god given right to rock
and when i strap on my plank
im gonna deafen the silence
im gonna negate those blues
im gonna anaesthetize ya
im gonna let you in on some secrets
im gonna describe with a pulsing low e
the rise n fall of civilisation
music
pleasure
waves of joy
waves of joy

65 Responses to “waves of joy”

  1. avatar
    Anonymous | 1 September 2006 at 7:27 am #

    you fucking awesome poet you

  2. avatar
    Queen Hatshepsut | 1 September 2006 at 7:28 am #

    Lovely…as usual.
    I am curious…do you literally being Spring on September 1st? I am just fascinated as we in the Northern Hemisphere have the summer and winter solstices around June 21st and December 21st respectively, and the spring and aumtumnal equinoxes approx. the same day in March and September. Hmmm. What a strange ball we’re spinning on. You’re going into Spring, we’re dropping into Fall.
    Back to yer music Kilbee…
    love,
    denise
    xxoo

  3. avatar
    Anonymous | 1 September 2006 at 7:45 am #

    xoxo

  4. avatar
    Padders | 1 September 2006 at 7:46 am #

    Sweet

  5. avatar
    Tony Pucci | 1 September 2006 at 7:47 am #

    A
    FUCKIN’
    MEN,
    SK.

    Thanks for another round of
    describing the indescribable…
    love, music,
    hell…anything of the senses
    pontificate on the sensate
    I can hear tp, pk and mwp
    slowly forming behind this blog
    like it was “block, part 2”
    Awesome.
    TP

  6. avatar
    Anonymous | 1 September 2006 at 8:18 am #

    fantastic blog that – pip

  7. avatar
    kat | 1 September 2006 at 8:19 am #

    perfect and real 🙂

  8. avatar
    Craig | 1 September 2006 at 8:21 am #

    you ask what is this music stuff? its magic is connected with the magic of everything….. i say…..for example David Wilcock states…..”what we have, in essence, are some very precise cycles that were charted by some very old cultures, which appear to reveal a formerly understood “master harmonic law” in the Universe that subsequently faded into obscurity. These “master cycles” appear in very precise and harmonic intervals of time, working off of basic numbers such as 9, or the square of 3, …… 5, 6, 7 and 8, the octave.”

    did you catch the words HARMONIC and OCTAVE in there? if you really wanna read some amazingly fascinating stuff…..you can check out his writings at….i believe it’s : divinecosmos.com or .org
    but then again you could’ve just been asking rhetorically and maybe your already hip to all this mister 🙂

    -Craig

  9. avatar
    Anonymous | 1 September 2006 at 8:24 am #

    Clock the hammer
    its time for action..

    jr….

  10. avatar
    Anonymous | 1 September 2006 at 8:29 am #

    some years back australias politicians decided that spring begins here on sept 1 instead of ye olde sept 21, for reasons unknown.

  11. avatar
    syrinx | 1 September 2006 at 8:32 am #

    “Music is the face of G-d.”

    -JF

    Amen.

  12. avatar
    daniel 26, 24 | 1 September 2006 at 8:49 am #

    I could read this over and over

  13. avatar
    damien | 1 September 2006 at 9:15 am #

    I did a gig with my band last night and on the way to the venue I was feelin’ depressed, thinking about another show in front of a few unappreciative drunks who don’t realise how great my band is. . . . all the stuff that I’m sure you have thought to yourself many times, Nevets, about The Church. But I tried to remind myself how much joy I get from pulling the music down from the ether and channelling it through MY Fender bass, and how much fun I have getting up with my two partners in crime and rocking for ourselves first and foremost.

    And with that attitude the gig actually turned out alright.

    Your blog today sums up the inexpressible pleasure that a musician gets from the act of making music, whether you’re performing in front of two, two hundred, two thousand or two hundred thousand people!

  14. avatar
    manfred | 1 September 2006 at 9:21 am #

    “but not up to dickos usual standard
    tsk tsk!”
    t, sk
    i guess you haven’t listened to judy yet
    although that album definitely IS noisy
    i saw it live
    the whole band with ear plugs
    the whole audience with ear plugs
    and inbetween band and audience this NOISE
    a strange gig, really
    but
    judy staring at the sun
    THAT is a classic
    of course eat my dust is as well
    and heal and fizzy love are not too bad either
    but judy rules
    anyway
    i just saw an ad
    they seem to be selling jägermeister t-shirts over here
    the prints read
    a) “WILD unterwegs” or
    b) “Achtung WILD”
    u want some, sk, u olde j-meister?
    just tell me which one
    a) or b)
    i could try and get it for you
    of course i’d have to deal with
    that whole bottle of j that goes with it
    but i don’t worry
    cause i know it’s herbal
    someone with experience has told me
    anyway
    perhaps we could swap
    what about a little bit of mimesis perhaps in return?
    well ok just wondering
    i’ll send it to you anyway
    if you want it
    let me know
    m

  15. avatar
    Anonymous | 1 September 2006 at 9:21 am #

    Dear SK,
    Here in the States there’s a show called Star Trek. I believe you’re familiar with it. There’s a writing contest for short stories set in the Star Trek universe [our better future] conducted by Pocket Books. Australians need not apply, not even English Australians. Tax laws et al.
    BUT.
    I have submitted submissions for the last few years, placed in the Almost-runners-up category and received fave comments from real live professional editor type, too.
    Amongst my submissions by Oct 2 this year will be one inspired by The Church, your recent tour of the US and this your blogge.

    and if I win place or show, I’ll let ya know.

  16. avatar
    UnDead | 1 September 2006 at 9:25 am #

    O come, let us sing unto the Lord: let us make a joyful noise to the rock of our salvation.

  17. avatar
    UnDead | 1 September 2006 at 9:25 am #

    Forgot the credit – Psalm 95.1

  18. avatar
    (('{~_~}')) | 1 September 2006 at 9:57 am #

    Rock on Kilbey! . . . .

  19. avatar
    (('{~_~}')) | 1 September 2006 at 9:59 am #

    make music . . . . make love

  20. avatar
    Anonymous | 1 September 2006 at 10:06 am #

    GOD, I can’t wait until oct 14 sk! The Church electric!! I cant sleep thinking about it!! Can I request Day of the Dead, as the wolfman from Hawaii said, “it turns on a white light inside you, and you just want to take off…man!!!

    Thanks for your love of music sk.

    Amanda P

    P.S. Dear Mary, you better get us front row tickets!!

  21. avatar
    Rehan | 1 September 2006 at 10:12 am #

    Your revelations are both insightful ‘n inspiring ‘n arty and incredible! They get make high…so s’cuse me while i kiss the sky!

  22. avatar
    (('{~_~}')) | 1 September 2006 at 10:23 am #

    “Do not wait for leaders; do it alone, person to person.”
    Mother Teresa

    “Divide and rule, the politician cries;
    Unite and lead, is watchword of the wise.”
    Goethe

    Music is the great unifier!

  23. avatar
    persephone2u | 1 September 2006 at 11:38 am #

    My blood pressure is so low I had a doctor once ask me if I was really even alive. “I may very well not be,” was my oh so witty reply. That was even before I had aum’d so you can just imagine.

    Rimbaud WAS the original rock lyricist, yes indeedy. If anyone doubts that you need only read A Season In Hell. On the Baudelaire front, The Moon’s Favours out of Paris Spleen is a devastatingly gorgeous work of beauty.

  24. avatar
    MandN | 1 September 2006 at 11:41 am #

    and thus the truth was spoken.

    Orpheus my friend, you have just painfully and eloquently
    expressed the joyful heights and depths of music.

    If you’re not moved by it, you’re dead.

    I have been moved, thank you.

    xo
    Mary

  25. avatar
    MandN | 1 September 2006 at 12:09 pm #

    a question:

    have you read “The Moon and Sixpence” by Wilkie Collins?

    I have a sneaking suspicion you’d love it.

    reminds me of the life of Gaugin and I’ve just reminded myself to read it again.

    xo
    M

  26. avatar
    biggle boggle | 1 September 2006 at 12:12 pm #

    If that one doesn’t get you back in the top 20, it’ll be an injustice.

  27. avatar
    Anonymous | 1 September 2006 at 12:30 pm #

    sk

    that’s it baby, that’s what i’m talkiing about. saying it never gets olde and neither does the music. that’s why we love you, nevets, that’s one major reason that you are here. you help us ascend.

    richard

  28. avatar
    fantasticandy | 1 September 2006 at 12:57 pm #

    wow!now that’s what i call a blog!!! spank that plank killer!

  29. avatar
    aperus | 1 September 2006 at 1:44 pm #

    frickin awesome blog post… Here’s another Rumi poem:

    A Community of the Spirit

    There is a community of the spirit.
    Join it, and feel the delight
    of walking in the noisy street,
    and “being” the noise.
    Drink “all” your passion,
    and be a disgrace.
    Close both eyes
    to see with the other eye.
    Open your hands,
    if you want to be held.
    Sit down in this circle.
    Quit acting like a wolf, and feel
    the shepherd’s love filling you.
    At night, your beloved wanders.
    Don’t accept consolations.
    Close your mouth against food.
    Taste the lover’s mouth in yours.
    You moan, “She left me.”He left me.”
    Twenty more will come.
    Be empty of worrying.
    Think of who created thought!
    Why do you stay in prison
    when the door is so wide open?
    Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking.
    Live in silence.
    Flow down and down in always
    widening rings of being.

    Peace everyone!

    Brian

  30. avatar
    veleska1970 | 1 September 2006 at 2:06 pm #

    as the saying goes~~”music soothes the savage beast.”

    steve, as always you have explained something so complex as music with all the eloquence of a poet. thanks for being you!!

    lotza love……

  31. avatar
    JJ | 1 September 2006 at 2:10 pm #

    Waves of Joy/Pools of Sorrow – they balance it seems. Isn’t it strange how music communicates. You and your mates have found the recipe we crave; it’s beyond rationality, can’t be ascertained through any sort of discrete or elemental analysis.

    Jai Guru Deva.

    JJ

  32. avatar
    lizardlizard81 | 1 September 2006 at 2:16 pm #

    I try and try to think of something eloquent, verbose to say. I can’t.

    Thank you for continuing to add to the beauty in the world.

    We need it, you have it = an excellent relationship.

    <3,
    Liz

  33. avatar
    Andromeda7 | 1 September 2006 at 2:43 pm #

    *sigh*

  34. avatar
    Brian | 1 September 2006 at 2:47 pm #

    This reminded me of an interview with a neuroscientist who has written a book on this very subject. It’s called This is Your Brain on Music and I think it’d provide an interesting perspective on how our brains seem to be hard-wired to respond to music.

  35. avatar
    robert madore | 1 September 2006 at 3:17 pm #

    It’s all vibration. We are. I Am.

  36. avatar
    secretBeatinMichigan | 1 September 2006 at 3:17 pm #

    SK-

    Nice rant. And thanks for rubbin’ in your Springtime whilst we go into Autumn. And thanks OODLES for yet again reminding the band goin’ back to the electronic groove and touring – but in Aussie Land. Very nice of ya, indeed!

    John Coltrane
    “The Complete 1961 Village Vanguard Recordings”
    4-CD set on Impulse! Records
    (changed my life. i’m not totally sure, yet, how. but it is a pronouncement.)

  37. avatar
    Andromeda7 | 1 September 2006 at 3:21 pm #

    by the way have checked the link to that idol gal – thanks someone – yeah, she’s terrific. ta, faith restored (but not in Stoil Kandylands)

  38. avatar
    Anonymous | 1 September 2006 at 3:27 pm #

    hi sk

    thanks for
    sharing your
    waves of joy
    with us

    happy spring
    happy fall

    love
    diane

  39. avatar
    ambnt1 | 1 September 2006 at 3:30 pm #

    And that ain’t no joke (you can disappear in smoke). {fade to whirring, buzzing bass line, crying mellotrons, and Brock’s chant thru electronic voice distortion apparatus……….}

    –Chris

  40. avatar
    stealthblue | 1 September 2006 at 3:42 pm #

    That was AWESOME and beautiful. Music is life. Thank you for those amazing words.
    Timeless communication, endless transformation…

  41. avatar
    Anonymous | 1 September 2006 at 3:49 pm #

    Oh, ok, Mr. Kilbey, the music stuff and all that…. Painting and all that. It all goes to the same river mouth and jump into the same old sea, the fact that whatever you put out of your head comes back to you as real life. In other words, you create what is already meant to be, although you never know that it will be untill it happens. And then you go “oh, I wrote this shit and now it is happening”… But is that important anyway? No, I don’t think so. Then what the hell is important?
    Once upon a time I realized that the characters in my head were already waiting in the next corner for me, no matter if the corner would take decades to come. And what happened? I found through art some ideal love (no, not you mister), platonic thing, it didn’t go any further, it remained in the distance and another love crossed my way. It didn’t bear within itself the whole magical atmosphere of the platonic love, but it was there for me and my love for him was real, most tender and profound. But it remains a doubt, unsolved riddle: what would happen if that cosmic person crossed my way in the physical sense? Or is it that my present love is a development of the former idealized thing? Who came first, the egg or the chicken?

    The point is: is there a real twin soul, the other half of yourself, that soul into which you look and there can be no secrets (which sometimes can be most appaling), because you two are simply the same thing and therefore you go into the deepest existence of each other?
    Once I had a vision, a man and a woman (a young woman) facing each other. Around each of them there was something, it looked like transparent waves of heat coming out of both of them. It was meant to be a sphere around both of them, but it wasn’t complete in none of them both: in the place that connected to the heart, there was something like a void in the man’s sphere. In the case of the young woman, the “heat wave” had the shape of a slice of pizza (sorry for the poor images) and it fitted perfectly into the void of the man’s sphere. Probably it was their difference of age that made the aura of the man look bigger than that of hers. But it didn’t matter in the end, for the sphere was complete in their encounter, and the differences in the shape of the souls were exactly meant to complete each other (well, this is so ordinary in the end, but ordinary things are ordinary because universal). I felt that they would never meet anyone else that could fit so perfectly to their own souls. Something written in the past, in the future, in all walks of time, and they were meant to be together for the simple fact that a soul must find its connection, otherwise it has lost its path, lost its own Destination, lost the ability to continue its movement (and movement is the only real thing in this universe). A soul might grow, might get stronger or weaker, but most important, it must achieve its entrance, complete its path, arrive in its shore. (Not to mention the fact that a soul is a very material thing, and there’s no river that doesn’t get to the sea.)And that thing can only be found in that little silly person you try so hard to pretend you don’t care about. We are all very sane people, aren’t we? Aren’t we all trying to behave normally, accepting whatever life throws at us, but keeping almost unwillingly a doubt – a doubt that cannot be left to itself, or otherwise it might prove to be wondering about a heavenly (hellish also) revelation, most important above all the things in a man’s fate? What happens after that? Beats me. I have no idea, but I would like to find out. Maybe I will (I wonder if everybody finds it, I wonder if animals feel the same).
    And God? God is the ocean beyond the sea… well, that’s a guess.

    Hey, Mr. Kilbey. Long time no see. Sorry for the length of this message. It is about we all, isn’t it?

    When you have nothing to do, knock on the floor once or twice and maybe we will listen from here. Of course it might be far deep in the night, but a dream may surge.

    Hugs from me.

  42. avatar
    CAPTAIN BEYOND | 1 September 2006 at 4:04 pm #

    me wish me knew how to play a real musical instrument with me mind…
    mjnjr

  43. avatar
    matthew | 1 September 2006 at 4:11 pm #

    Amen to that. Resonation was attained.

  44. avatar
    veleska1970 | 1 September 2006 at 4:56 pm #

    oh…forgot to mention….i went to napster and checked out petra haden. actually, i’ve heard of her before. anyway, i wasn’t too crazy about it at first, but then it kinda grew on me…

    thanx for the suggestion.

    🙂

  45. avatar
    altrez | 1 September 2006 at 5:05 pm #

    ah, rimbaud!

    at least that’s one cocksucker that we can be thankful for.

    rocknroll for ever baby!

  46. avatar
    Anonymous | 1 September 2006 at 5:15 pm #

    Thanks for shedding some light into my pathetic corporate cubicle existence. I have hope that one day I shall escape and experience these wonders of which you tell and I also dimly remember, make some music of my own.

  47. avatar
    calling down baal and zeus,..,.. | 1 September 2006 at 5:42 pm #

    i pick up the semi hollow ,.so sleek ,..she stares up at me ,..
    nothin,..
    lets try the creamy accoustic ,..
    same thing..
    im gettin parts and pieces ..some hard and soft at the same time …some even softer ,,…all jumbled..

    i want the whole thing but for awhile now, no needle ,..no haystack…

    i stare at the wall , semi hollow jesus cristos stares back..

    “what green slacks you have”…

    “hey , im talkin to you “…

    nothin..
    he must not be able to hear me through the glass,..yeah ,.thats it …its the glass.

    the guitars are arguing

    “theres no such thing” says the sleek one

    “sure there is ” the other “you dont know cause he sold it in new york to pay rent….and she sold her collection of antique shoes so they could eat ,so romantic…whatta you know”…

    their always doin the old “anything you can do i can do better banter ,..

    “i told both of you well get another ebow as soon as i can earmark some cash” ..i offer ..
    …they are totally avoiding me …

    they liked their old strings better

    i best go pay some attention…
    sk ..bondi looks so beautiful up there ..brightens the whole place
    like some sunshine, thank you again for yer skrimshaw n it for us..

    time to go walk the planks…

  48. avatar
    Gareth,Notts | 1 September 2006 at 5:45 pm #

    i agree with wolfman,’day of the dead’ is an awesome track!thanks belfrank for the link,i dont think b.f.’s version of UTMW was too bad, after all,a good song’s a good song.would take alot more than that to butcher it.have just seen ratman in the flesh(onscreen) all of it!ugly,goofy,ginger AND fat,with no taste….tosser,shit dont get me started.nuff of that! steve,an fantastic blogge,loved it as per.

  49. avatar
    Anonymous | 1 September 2006 at 7:05 pm #

    Is that ideal soulmate a physical reality? Or is it just an awareness born in everyone, leading to a possible wholeness? I think you can gain an awareness that what you thought was in someone else was just in your own self all along. I the other just a mirror? Who really knows? I know when I hear music that moves me, I almost feel like it came from me, not from any other, as if it were my own creation. Are there those who have met the physical incarnation of their soulmates and then disappeared from the world entirely? If they exist, would they tread lightly, leaving no trace? Sort of like “I put on my suit and exited, quietly?”

  50. avatar
    RA | 1 September 2006 at 7:33 pm #

    Steve. So glad to find out you love Rimbaud. have you read wallace Fowlie’s translations? They are by far the best in my opinion.

    peace and much love

    richard

  51. avatar
    ben | 1 September 2006 at 8:18 pm #

    Enjoyed the blogg. I sense some people feel music and its vastness in their soul, and some people maybe not. Ive had the opportunity to play with varied musicians and words cant explain or tell how this comes across but it doesnt seem to always be skill level or good feel or poetic words. Its certainly something else that drives. thanks for making me feel welcome.

  52. avatar
    Anonymous | 1 September 2006 at 8:22 pm #

    Amen
    DR

  53. avatar
    an unfendered moment | 1 September 2006 at 9:50 pm #

    she’s pining in the forest
    and she’s sighing on the moor
    she’s dying for the heath
    and she’s falling from the cliff
    she can hardly reach your window
    or knock upon your door
    but none of it is fiction
    and she loves you ever more
    oh lovely lover ring currer bell
    oh lovely lover sing fare thee well

  54. avatar
    Anonymous | 1 September 2006 at 10:24 pm #

    Spring sprung forth a few weeks back in this part of Southern Australia.But thats going off natures way rather than a man made schedule.I guess we humans have to make everything official though don’t we…..
    Hope youreall enjoying whatever season it is wherever you are anyways.
    By the way THIS blog is always an interesting read,and the only blog I read, whatever chart position it may or may not be.
    Love Cat

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    mattdavison | 2 September 2006 at 12:56 am #

    something very two places at once about that.
    Hope ya can get da biz rollin wth Herb ova here, just remember me and my little army will do some serious promotion………..Ya Hooooooooo!!!!

    PS) we can still put up those Chinese lanterns at the Civic can’t we??

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    Anonymous | 2 September 2006 at 1:05 am #

    I have to say that June is one of my ALL TIME favorite Church songs. So with all the offset seasons vs. the U.S. what kind of weather do you all get in June down under? Sounds like winter to me? While ‘June’ sounds so hopeful (insuch a dark way it makes me think of the end of spring)..I hope you and the boys will reunite soon to get a new albulm going, just because you four are the hardest working guys in the biz; no bullshit. And the most inspired.

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    DJK082067 | 2 September 2006 at 5:01 am #

    SK,
    Secrets are the best kept to ourselves. You have the gift of creation, To paint a picture so far away from us all that we must ponder your words of dscription and wisdom and only hope that happiness prevails. Good luck over the next few months w/ your CD sales. I try to teach the gospel to all I encounter and yet so many say ..Who is this? Damn American radio. Something that never will evolve. I can only hope for more success from you and your mates so if/when you return to the states, we can stand and embrace you louder with more love so your trip here will possibly feel more fulfilled. You may be a self described “hippie” but to some of us your an icon still moving onward to new horizons, And wish you the best of luck.
    DJK082067

    Hello Stealth blue…still waiting for a recap of the CD I sent you. Your opinion means a lot to me.

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    davem | 2 September 2006 at 9:02 am #

    That was beautiful SK.
    I’m looking forward to the blog book, hopefully bound by an SK painting. Also looking forward to No Certainty Attached.
    It’ll be nice to flick through it and suck in the beauty, depth & wit of yer words without being in front of a bllomin’ screen. I’m not that keen on computers – only just accepting the transition from vinyl to CD…this is an ipod free zone.
    Love you more,

    Dave M

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    Lead Betty | 6 September 2006 at 2:59 am #

    Oy, Nevets

    For all of your bemoaning and bee-essery, you sure can wail a mighty fine tune. Sorry to hear about the Aligator-hunter..you must be weeping big crocodile tears.

    Would you answer a question from little Johnny in Alabama?

    Does one’s ego battle the “superfolousness of playing music” vs. the “real value” of good old Adam Smith’s laws of supply and demand? Trying to imagine myself in your Nike’s, I would vascillate between the absurdity of “rock-stardom”, court jester-ness, and slave to the masses. Am I making any sense?

    Lastly, I implore you to learn FreeBird

    Many thanks,

    Betty


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