posted on November 17, 2009 at 9:00 am

i was in canberra
or was it south america
i was young so much younger than today
my father sits at the piano
bolan sits in a field
kathy sits at a bar talking to frank clarke
david neil sits in the window of a record shop in kingston
ford aurora just used my song reptile to advertise their amphibi-car
nestles just used my song terra nova cain to advertise their future bar
i am not selected as a school prefect due to past misconduct
(being naughty the whole time)
the shopkeeper presses drugs into my hands
a downtown hag sells me a big old bag
ricky is there too though he wouldnt have been born yet
hes rehearsing some players in an i-studio in london
my fathers jamming away and laughing
i take a swig of absinthe
i set a flame the honey wine
some white american chick gets her breasts out in slow motion
a missile comes hurtling towards the stage
i see it with my eagle eye
someone tries to explain something to me
but it just makes me angry
on the screen in the hotel keith richards is coughing
i drive around red hill lost looking for my school reunion
all my friends are professors now
they drink expensive red wine n live in red hill
i drive up in my ford aurora
yeah i got one free but its a test model
and in canberra after baby grandes rehearsal
my window is all frosted up
and in bangkok where the metal is cooking
and in new york some big copper handcuffs me
and in london some bouncer swears at my mum
and i lie low in my bedroom avoiding homework
and peter koppes is staying with us
while the family have all gone to uk
and at night we record things on his stereo cassette player
with a pair of little black mikes
he puts his guitar through a phaser pedal
summers just around the corner
the girls are buzzing round my ears at the olympic pool
its a bit mixed up i admit
my my
up in sydney the nights are warm
in bondi flats we sit around plotting
in germany we stop at a cafe and i buy chocolate n some chips
in germany they have naughty videos playing in the room for 10 marks
hey can you lend us 10 marks, banga?
in germany the muesli has real hazelnuts
but in canberra
its either corn flakes or rice bubbles
mum buys one of those variety packs
like 10 little boxes of cereal
lets see the fruit loops will go first
then the oks
then the coco pops just like a chocolate milkshake only cruncheee!
then last will be the sugar frosties which no one likes
in london there is no breakfast
we dont get outta bed until in the afternoon
in america we get up early to catch our flight
in school the dark clouds have rolled in
the bullies hound me n the girls aint found me
i listen to hawkwind man
i read the hawkwind log
i go to a great party one night
i smoke galaxy cigarettes they are short n cheap
pages fly off the calendars
the screens flip n multiply
i saw your brother during lunch
we play cards it was raining hard
i surf the waves and the nets
i get caught up forging musical notes
i lose money up a vacuum cleaner
at christmas time
i deliver for
gold, frankenstine and murphy
my song asks me for permission to go on a date
hows this date ….1215…?
thats when magna carta signed the barons n the knights
and like bad king john went to one in the norman charts
and king dick the lyin’heart was at the cru-de sade
and lo it was blurred
and the national anthhyme was played
and in sydney the weeds cluster round lowboys door
and in sydney where theres two brawls for every boy
and someone gets smacked in the head honey
and i pour out them damn sugar frosties even tho their so stale
and i park by the molonglo river for a while
i lot of people i knew
will be dead by now i guess
it doesnt seem fair…most of them were kind …..
my wisdom teeth never come thru
i got a blister from playing bass seven nights a week
i got a rash creeping up my thigh
i got delusions of grandeur and visions of sugarplums
christmas round the corners
christmas in the air
am i a year too early
a year too late…?

23 Responses to “….where was i?”

  1. avatar
    Richard | 17 November 2009 at 10:26 am #

    this talk of coco pops and fruit loops reminds me of my one riddle

    I like to think of it as my UTMW

    ….maybe Kellogs will pick it up

    didya hear that someone bumped off snap, crackle and pop?

    cereal killer

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    linjo | 17 November 2009 at 10:33 am #

    I think that's what our Andy wants, something to get his teeth into, particularly a bitta a English history. The Magna Carta evolved andlead to Charlie number one getting his beautiful head cut off. Mans inhumanity to man is so hard to comprehend. x

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    steve kilbey | 17 November 2009 at 11:43 am #

    schnap cackle burp

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    matthew | 17 November 2009 at 12:57 pm #

    um… "coco-lossal"

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    matthew | 17 November 2009 at 1:03 pm #

    and oh boy… my "little" girl is off to the Lyneham High Year 10 Formal very shortly, planning stretch-limo hire online with friends… the years stretch in either direction without correction

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    fantasticandy | 17 November 2009 at 2:09 pm #

    hey linjo!
    yer bang on babe!

    amanda?….you do have a sense of humour don't you?
    i mearly suggested our hero allowed his lens to roam a little further afield…..
    the killer's been my main man for nearly thirty years….lighten up a little eh?
    love, peace and respect to all tt'b'er's at all times…..
    and if my admitedly ugly mug does genuinely offend i'll happily remove it for you.

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    Brien Comerford | 17 November 2009 at 3:22 pm #

    Like the Church, the band Hawkwind should be much more internationally known and admired.

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    EDD | 17 November 2009 at 4:46 pm #

    How 'bout the "regular" flavor in the variety pack of instant oatmeal. "Aw ma, Please put some sugar and milk in it!"

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    Ellen | 17 November 2009 at 5:37 pm #

    "… the coco pops just like a chocolate milkshake only cruncheee!
    then last will be the sugar frosties…"

    In America, we call it Coco Puffs and oh I loved that sugar-laden chocolate "breakfast cereal!" Sugar frosties were called Frosted Flakes which was another of my childhood favorites. I was (still am) a sugarholic but noawadays I avoid the white stuff like the plague.

    Sometimes I'm amazed that any of us made it to adulthood in relative good health, what with all the garbage we ate as kids.

    Sugar Smacks – that's another tasty one. Oh, and don't forget Capn Crunch – a peanut-flavored sweet cereal.

    Then there's Fruit Loops, Lucky Charms, Cheerios…

    Geez, I'm actually starting to crave this stuff. Well, not really.

  10. avatar
    adina | 17 November 2009 at 6:42 pm #


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    davem | 17 November 2009 at 7:22 pm #

    Twas always the cornflakes rendered surplus to brekkie requirements from our variety pack.
    Hanging around for so long that they almost deserved their own permanent spot in the pantry.
    Whatever happened to the good old pantry? It's all fitted units and bollocks now.

  12. avatar
    cazziem | 17 November 2009 at 8:56 pm #

    Before I say anything about your actual blog, I think it's kinda amusing that most people seemed to have focussed on the breakfast bit!? S'pose I should add my bit too. Personally, I like to make home made muesli – I know what's in it that way; but I also make my daughter a fresh fruit salad every morning, cos I prefer good food to packet stuff full of additives and the like.

    That said: now where was I? Oops sorry SK, that's you line isn’t it? Sounds to me like you've gone off to sleep with your brain in overdrive and had you life re-lived in another realm, where you've experienced the past, present, and who knows, maybe even a bit of the future. During thing über reverie you experienced highs and lows emotionally, along with people and things, past and present who are special to you. (Now sure if that includes the breasts and naughty vids? Haha!) Guess you must have woken up and decided to share your dream with us!

    Or could it be that my own imagination is overactive too? Either way, it was a great read.

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    davem | 17 November 2009 at 9:04 pm #

    I think you look quite sexy Andy. But you didn't say whether you're coming to see The Only Ones on Dec 11th? Annoyingly, Ricky is playing in Liverpool with The White Swans on the same bloody night.

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    Anonymous | 17 November 2009 at 10:08 pm #

    The Cornflake – Bruce Dawe

    When Greek women drop a piece of bread from the table
    On picking it up they kiss it.
    But what shall we do with the petty corn flake?
    It shares the tragedy of all small nameless unsacramentalized things –
    Absurd as dandruff or scabs
    Who shall plead for it? Its future
    Is written in its sweet anonymous present.
    It is mush in the act of becoming.
    It cries for its milk like its Mamma.
    It has no-one to love it outside the commercial.
    It is so frail and insincere, drifting into gullets
    As the autumn leaves in a large city
    Make irresistibly for gratings – who cares what brief
    Balletic sprightliness it displayed rattling from waxed packets?
    There are no connoisseurs of the corn flake.
    Its lyricists (all save one) are in it for the money.
    There are none to sing its praises, to run appreciative finger-tips of
    language over its beauties, as with its sister the snow flake.
    It is the victim of history – kings could have made it famous,
    Peasants in folk-lore could have endowed it with a humble fame
    – Instead the corn flake is one with the commuter to whom
    Even the intelligentsia have forbidden nobility.
    Ah, but the revenge of the corn flake is memorable! Spooned
    Joyfully by wild infants on kitchen walls, it soon hardens
    to the durability of concrete. There, where the high-chair stood,
    it clings,
    Resisting the last hurried damp cloth, the sponge, the pot-scourer,
    Often outlasting, it is said, several successive families…

  15. avatar
    princey | 17 November 2009 at 10:27 pm #

    That made my head spin sk!

    Fantasticandy, YES, I have a sense of humour, and NO I didnt mean your face is ugly and offends, it just ticks me off when people can't appreciate what sk creates on his blog and hangs shit on him for his efforts. You said you're sick of looking at sk's face everyday, so that's why I said he might be getting sick of looking at yours too, but doesn't complain (I was trying to be "humourous" there, not mean).Oh well, my English, no good around here.

  16. avatar
    Crazy 4-yer Prose | 17 November 2009 at 11:22 pm #

    Yeah, and that's the other stuff.

  17. avatar
    Poignant Interlude | 17 November 2009 at 11:54 pm #

    I like it when the fog lifts…
    or is this a dream?
    Very cool regardless.

  18. avatar
    K.P.BUK | 18 November 2009 at 2:28 am #

    we're trippin
    rollin down
    memory lane
    watchin raine
    drops turn
    sugar cubes
    wait has that
    happened yet
    or is this still
    our past moving
    fast hard to
    tell a price that
    we can't slice

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    Saint Louie | 18 November 2009 at 2:38 am #

    "ford aurora just used my song reptile to advertise their amphibi-car…
    nestles just used my song terra nova cain to advertise their future bar"

    …I hope my mouth doesn't go numb after eating that nestles bar? Haha

    So what's next? Louisiana and Buffalo ads for travel agencies or vacations? LOL, just kidding. Hey, are those ads going to be over here in USofA or you just messin' with us?

    I wouldn't mind seein'em, just curious…maybe they're on youtube already but can't find em?

    You must have a shit load of cars already and candy…where you putnum at!?

    Live Long & Prosper!

  20. avatar
    CSTCoach | 18 November 2009 at 4:08 am #

    Liked the new Greek myth paintings over on your art site, SK.

    Enjoyed the interview in Rave as well.

  21. avatar
    Anonymous | 18 November 2009 at 5:13 am #

    this was a head-trip dude.

  22. avatar
    ASSMIDGET | 18 November 2009 at 6:46 am #

    I remember you saying something about Kieth Richards, like he does all this bad stuff but is immortal or something like that. Must have been funny cuse i laughed just reading his name again.

  23. avatar
    lily was here | 18 November 2009 at 12:12 pm #

    Never was a cornflake girl

    But always end up with the last packet, usually cornflakes. As mums do.


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