posted on December 2, 2012 at 2:24 pm

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i wake up one day and i’m in a band

i’m playing at a winery in the country somewhere

a friend picks me up from my hotel

and we chat and i sing some silly songs about her name

the drive and company pleasant

i smoke a bit

when we get to winery the weather is sunny

the heat is over powering me in its steaminess

we try to find our way in to where the tin cabins await us

to my astonishment one of the young guys on duty recognizes me

i’m so sad i’m gonna miss ya man…its my 18th birthday tonight!

anyway the tin cabins located

the sound from the band on before is pounding

the bass booms the drums bang inside or out the cabin its too much

it wasnt the bands fault mind you

it just was the way the sound came down the line

anyhow i do yoga have another smoke

i feel a bit despondent

i do chi gong ah…thats better

i draw chi power to me

i dont know anything much right now

i wait as a vessel to be filled

the other dreamplayers in the band ask me which songs to play

dreamily i say

anything you like and i’ll be happy

i am not nervous i am not anything

i wait i wait i wait

we walk towards the stage and the sun goes in behind amassing clouds

yes ! i say to whoever was there

we stand on the side of stage

thousands of people out there waiting to hear some more music

suddenly we’re on

we hit our first song and we lock it down

and the spirit approaches me and i let it in

and it surges through me i express it wildly with my left leg

the beat the volume the excitement the storm

suddenly i love it i love it beyond almost anything

oh i am  loving every beat every  note ever word

and i feel the storm come with exuberance

as the air is charged with those negative ions

oh that storm air makes me so excited

i throw myself utterly into the arms of the music

and it catches me and stands me bolt upright

and i hammer down on my bass guitar it is weightless

i am weightless i am in the eye of the storm

lightning starts to shoot across the darkening sky

i smell the ozone i will the flash

i urge the music on

i urge the storm on

this is crazy but i feel the storm responding to the music

i know i’m mad but i feel the storm suddenly interested in our songs

and the lightning moves closer

the guitars shriek the drums beat down like monsters

the bass throbs in my hands

one tiny pluck of it creates a sound

that kicks you in the heart for miles around

the tiniest whisper of my amplified voice carrying across the fields n hills

as i look into the gathering dark clouds

a phrase goes thru my head

how great thou art !

this display of power

the greenest green land surrounded by grapes and vines

this afternoon in 2012

we have connected with the people and the storm

the storm is sent to us

the storm the lightning

its getting fucking dangerous

we launch into our last number

its another slow burning pounder

and halfway through

the warm gentle rain comes down

and all of it was meant to happen

theres people climbing up the masts with tarps for the PA n lighting rigs

its chaos

and for those locked in with us

we drank deep of the storms energy

and we emerged renewed


17 Responses to “weird arvo”

  1. avatar
    Chris | 2 December 2012 at 2:51 pm #

    The waters saw you, God,
    the waters saw you and writhed;
    the very depths were convulsed.
    The clouds poured down water,
    the heavens resounded with thunder;
    your arrows flashed back and forth.
    Your thunder was heard in the whirlwind,
    your lightning lit up the world;
    the earth trembled and quaked.
    Your path led through the sea,
    your way through the mighty waters,
    though your footprints were not seen.

    Psalm 77

    The voice of the Lord is over the waters;
    the God of glory thunders,
    the Lord thunders over the mighty waters.
    The voice of the Lord is powerful;
    the voice of the Lord is majestic.
    The voice of the Lord strikes
    with flashes of lightning.
    The voice of the Lord shakes the desert;
    the Lord shakes the Desert of Kadesh.
    The voice of the Lord twists the oaks
    and strips the forests bare.
    And in his temple all cry, “Glory!”

    Psalm 29

  2. avatar
    Steven Krut | 2 December 2012 at 3:34 pm #

    Wow! Wish to hell I was at that concert!

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    Kohl Ette | 2 December 2012 at 4:07 pm #

    Yes, the contrasts! Sounds cataclysmic in a good way… the catharsis of drop in barometric pressure and then crescendo and then… amen.

  4. avatar
    Cosmo Topper | 2 December 2012 at 4:12 pm #

    Mother Natured Special Effectives
    a Psychic Series of Sonic Cells
    thunderous enlightened Ovations
    Orchestrating Church Tales

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    Jaime R | 2 December 2012 at 4:17 pm #

    Wow it sounds like an amazingly beautiful show.. I ended my Sundance in S. Dakota with a full moon in the West and the( Wakiya) lightning people dancing around us from the East.. Its the Dream of the Electric Lash.. a tree sings an eternal song.. it goes on and on and on and on and on…

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    Sara Clark | 2 December 2012 at 5:32 pm #

    Wow that sounds like it was a truly incredible experience to be apart of. We had a massive storm come over our place near Ballarat on Friday night. We stood outside watching as the clouds rolled, the lightening struck and the thunder roared. Then all of a sudden we were put of the eye of the storm and it was complete darkness. Like the end of the world we were engulfed in hailstones the size of golfballs. And then it was over and the destruction was evident. POwer out and silence apart from emergency vehicles screaming in the distance. Nature sure has a way of making her presence known. xxxx

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    koala_sprint | 2 December 2012 at 7:49 pm #

    Hi Steve,

    Would you mind posting the setlist? I love the fact you seem to be playing what you want as a band and not what the punters want and still end up with the punters loving every note.

    I’m only hoping you’ll play Europe at some point in the future, otherwise I’ve a 6 day window in Melbourne in February, so I’ll be crossing everything including my eyes for a gig then. Damn it hurts.


  8. avatar
    andy | 2 December 2012 at 8:10 pm #

    hey steve,
    is this your way of telling us your’e a church junkie too?
    knowing your addictive nature, this can only be a good thing!
    super-special blog entry steve…, mans greatest acheivement,
    and you guys….textbook examples of it’s earth-shaking power.
    much to be proud of….
    give us poor heathens a little more…i reckon there’s still some oil
    in that magic lamp of yours,
    spread the love baybee!

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    davem | 2 December 2012 at 8:17 pm #

    Excuse me but WE do the rain around here!! A day in blighty wouldn’t be complete without it pissing down at some point.

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      Anonymous | 5 December 2012 at 2:37 pm #

      Sorry letting my tears roll down my cheeks and you’ll stop getting the rain. Guess the pissing down is how much this world upsets and distresses me.

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    Anonymous | 2 December 2012 at 9:46 pm #

    Had the most amazing and unforgettable 4 Church days here in Melbourne.THANK YOU,THANK YOU,THANK YOU so much for making it possible particularly the fourth of the four!And what a finale that was!!!!Even more special considering it was practically in our back yard.
    Didn’t end up staying to watch the end of Simple Minds,as Devo(boo hiss) had delayed the event by an hour and with one reason or another we decided to go back home.Must say it was pretty cool walking back to the car and driving off to the sound of live Simple Minds.I hadn’t really felt any excitement or euphoria with SM,there or at the Palais,although I don’t mind their songs and did want to stay to the end.As I drove off I stopped to listen to the music at various points around the concert area and something extraordinary happened.I think it was the visuals of the floodlit vines combined with the vast darkness and the sound of Someone Somewhere In Summertime floating in the air.So I did end up finding some connection to SM to some extent.But no one has ever come remotely close to The Churchband experience.Although The Cure have been pretty trippy the two times I’ve seen them.
    But you Sir/s are THE (Trip) Maestros!Quite an orchestration you had there with the lightning.Too close for my liking though,having in the past had lighting strike within meters of me.It’s not the best feeling to see the ground being zapped right in front of you.

    Sorry I didn’t get to thank you at the end,I really appreciate your passion and generosity.Fingers and toes crossed you will all be back again next year.
    Enjoy the rest of the gigs,I’ll be there with you in spirit!
    Love and sunshine

  11. avatar
    BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 3 December 2012 at 8:31 am #

    I feel the Earth shake, from the other side of the globe…


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      Anonymous | 5 December 2012 at 2:36 pm #

      Interesting. I have those tyoe of experiences too. Not necessarily when I hear SK / The church music.

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    Glenn O | 3 December 2012 at 8:54 pm #

    Another amazing show – Thanks again for Wednesday’s show at The Corner and the Winery show – both brilliant!

  13. avatar
    hellbound heart | 9 December 2012 at 8:38 pm #

    sounds like a merging of music and spirit…, what I would have given to be there….
    Love always….

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