posted on July 25, 2006 at 12:05 am

where are you now
a long way away
off in the distance
turned into a point
a speck in a void
a wave in the heat
the desert has engulfed me
i tried not notice
im shaking sand and pebbles out of my pockets
im walking in the sun and the rain
riverbeds
don van vliet
the vastness of nothing
suddenly i miss my home
i miss the ocean
i panic lazily
why am i here
this inferno is swallowing me
the englishman inside me is blasted
the australian is not so surprised
dry dusty trail
at the end of the rainbow another road
i am a drifter
shabby directionless temporary
i am a hermit in this desert
at the foothills of the mountains
i seek the philosophers stone among the twisted trees
the motels were mirages
the ice machine has melted
the carcasses of cars strewn over the sand
the memories of the good times
everything full of dust
the heat welcomes me like an old friend
the haze accelerates towards me as i sit here
out here where its nowhere at all
where are you now
im here in the shadow of the overpass
where 10 heads east and south
here amongst the black tarry stones
and the rusty cans
here where we laugh at the sun
everything has been fried, mister
nothing works here anymore
sure sure
take whatever you like
somebody else ‘ll come along if you dont
somebodies painted a bad picture of me
its already tomorrow and here i go
clouds gather
monsoon sends down a few huge drops
the monsters in the hills come out to drink
the rivers swell and flood
i need some medicine man
i need to escape from myself again
i need to run and run and run
down these carpeted corridors
and i need to find my door
i need to find my room
and then i’ll just have it made
then i can just coast
and the churning airconditioning
will freeze my headache

adios

52 Responses to “wilderness”

  1. avatar
    Jesuskrishna | 25 July 2006 at 1:10 am #

    Hope that you feel better Steve.
    Thanks for everything the last couple of days.
    Both shows, however different they were from each other, meant the world to me.
    I can’t say enough, so I’ll just shut up now.
    Mario aka Jesuskrishna
    %^)

  2. avatar
    Melquiades | 25 July 2006 at 1:11 am #

    Log in to your poetry prose
    It seems we’ve drited here long ago
    sounds trite
    The earth is right for some twisted fight.
    It seems were on the same time zones you know
    I sailed across the doldrums and plunged many horses from the bow.
    Sickly pregnant women screaming for a son of a gun
    Life is roiling
    life is spun
    into the sea
    I though the desert the hills the mescaline would shave me down to the core make honest
    see I couldnt’ write more

    Locked myself up in a heat drenched room
    Though maybe the walls would speak
    Maybe they would instruct this fool.

    Left there standing with pen in (ended up on the floor) hand
    my mind lost in thought the helm is closing

    blah blah blah 🙂

  3. avatar
    Melquiades | 25 July 2006 at 1:13 am #

    At least I thought the time zones were in synch. 11:11 am???? must be aussie time. 🙂

  4. avatar
    CAPTAIN BEYOND | 25 July 2006 at 1:16 am #

    looks like me am to suffer forever, me am dying here in me dark room for some lovin’, me want some lovin’ now!!! please…
    mjnjr

  5. avatar
    Melquiades | 25 July 2006 at 1:25 am #

    “panicking lazily”. intersting. 🙂

    It’s like you almost get out of your chair (or imagine yourself while catatonic) and run for the door, but relaize its all too much.

    You the artist. you the pure. the honest creature. the stenograph for the ages. a sayer of what’s not said said. gotta love this medium.

    I’ve got music I’ve got lyrics I feel worthy of what’s intagible, what’s felt and not seen. not praticed, but well intended. for the stream of mind. the stream of higher things to come. like on a 12 string automatically plays with hands at the helm. thing of some angelical chorus with desire and emotion wrapped and layered. yeah.

  6. avatar
    Melquiades | 25 July 2006 at 1:26 am #

    like birdling nesties in their nestie waiting for the worm of thought. hahahaha

  7. avatar
    Melquiades | 25 July 2006 at 1:26 am #

    am i cut off?

  8. avatar
    General Catz | 25 July 2006 at 1:31 am #

    nicely done, steve, capturing the spirit of this desert i call home. you can’t describe it well to someone who hasn’t been here, who hasn’t endured the blast furnace that belches in your face, day and night, for months on end.

    thanks for that and thanks for saturday, once again.

    p.s. temps supposed to drop to the high 90s by thursday, too bad you’ll be gone.

  9. avatar
    Melquiades | 25 July 2006 at 1:41 am #

    Genreal Catz. Just read your blog about the show with the boys hemming and hawing. funny.

  10. avatar
    Melquiades | 25 July 2006 at 1:59 am #

    I’m here in my comfy study. with my dimmer dimmed my….

    sitting just outside of Baltimore. I’m wishing life was paid and based on this feeling alone.

  11. avatar
    syrinx | 25 July 2006 at 2:09 am #

    I am sad you sound so blue, Mr. K. I wish you energy and rejuvenation. And something absurd to make you smile. And cold pure clean water. Last night’s show was so amazing. So very fortunate I was to have caught both Tempe and my Tucson. You guys made it YOUR Tucson last night. The energy in that theatre could’ve powered a small intergalactic craft carrying all of us to a place where they’d say, “Pardon? The Milky What?”

    I loved how everyone switched instruments. I loved the small changes in song choice from town to town. A while back I watched a rawk band throw a nasty temper tantrum at their crew when tech difficulties came up. It was ugly. I loved how you guys are such pros that you just went with it, because this is life – and it was all the more endearing. I loved the way you play off each other.

    Oh yes. And I loved the way you sounded. So very STRONG. I can say I’ve seen true musicians and mean it now, even if the jargon escapes me. You sounded like the thing I would request for a last meal.

    I’ll be wishing you well and wishing you health. I hope you had a free moment to notice the peculiar sweet smell of hot desert dust. And thank you again.

  12. avatar
    Rama Dee | 25 July 2006 at 2:11 am #

    Ha!! Now you understand this place…it melts you down and down until all seemed like just a mirage… I found the Ph Stone..in an old indian garden ( temenos), in a birdbath, left by a witch…Selah

  13. avatar
    captainmission | 25 July 2006 at 2:15 am #

    ‘…so we paniced up a door.’
    ahhh the ocean is inside entwined in dna, it’s conciousness needs to find its way back to it’s like, all we are ‘vessels’ for water conciousness to move around, explore this universe, beautiful planet, we came from the sea, we forget to remember everything we forgot.
    need a medicine man, medicine woman, invoke one and you get what ya need. the desert is a good place for that sort of thing.
    wishing you good health spirit and love

  14. avatar
    J Street | 25 July 2006 at 2:22 am #

    Now, that would make a great song.

    I have no idea what kind of music would go with it, whether it would work or not, but that was one of those blogge entries that holds up extremely well and stands alone–

    Maybe not a song, but a darned good piece of writing.

  15. avatar
    veleska1970 | 25 July 2006 at 2:23 am #

    this heat is a bitch, isn’t it?? don’t melt on us, now, steve!!

  16. avatar
    mike a | 25 July 2006 at 2:43 am #

    Great words sk!! I hope you survive the heat!!

  17. avatar
    Melquiades | 25 July 2006 at 2:45 am #

    How was the Rialto? gotta a couple of days off before invading Tex-ASS?

    Have you ever thought of playing the reservations? Maybe a Little Happy Hunting Ground. I think they would appreciate it. What’s that one off Hindsight? Drunken priest. lots of bells, guitar melody that my fingers had trouble reaching.

    “Strange girl sing……sway like the drunken priest”
    Great fuckin chant/song. you think you could play that at Falls Church, NY, Sellersville, PA?????

  18. avatar
    Anonymous | 25 July 2006 at 3:21 am #

    Melquiades,
    Sounds like a character from Xenocide by Orson Scott Card – great name.
    As for you Steve – images of Easy Rider.

    Dutch Pierre

  19. avatar
    Anonymous | 25 July 2006 at 4:05 am #

    beautiful words sk
    thank you
    love
    diane
    xo

  20. avatar
    calling down baal and zeus | 25 July 2006 at 4:06 am #

    the walk you just took us on ,…..hail mary full of space

  21. avatar
    Melquiades | 25 July 2006 at 4:34 am #

    thanks Dutch.
    oh Dutch wher you call me on my name
    I’ll respond with that i am neither fish nor of the flesh

    Corporeal is just a trick that I am without the higher stratopheric beings at this time

    YOu know, Mr. Marquez had him listed as a gypsy in one who ravels to Macondo.

    yaddeee yaddeee just having fun.

  22. avatar
    Anonymous | 25 July 2006 at 5:01 am #

    stay transient

  23. avatar
    Anonymous | 25 July 2006 at 5:28 am #

    Hang in there sk. I know you’re suffering from the unbearable heat at the moment, but I have to say I love reading about the hot, dusty, sweaty places you’re at, cos it’s so icy cold down here in Melbourne it warms me right up, so thanks for that sk.
    Lots of love+ahug+akiss
    Amanda P

  24. avatar
    The Other One | 25 July 2006 at 6:10 am #

    “It was the heat of the moment”, sang Asia.
    How did no fan come up with the lyrics for “Desert”?

    “I fall down in the sun
    I become everyone who ever walked this way
    Where the desolate places meet the oases
    Empty spaces of today”.

    Sometimes that’s all you need to be: a fan. But not the fanatic, just the empathetic.
    Tonight the enthusiast kind, stroking your hair till you sleep. The mere joy of looking at you, one of the purest things I have. And I can forget all the evil in the world, even your evil which is the cruelest my heart can be exposed to.
    You just have to love these words in “Desert” and the way it entwines with your song of hopelessness today, my favourite hermit.
    Let me sound selfish but I love when you wear this sad tone. It’s when a whisper of nature becomes a ringing advise in your ear. It’s when it, oh, no, all comes back to you. That’s when your prose reverses Time and stops the howling mob, all TVs muted before your wise silence in the desert.

    A thousand strings holding us to reality, proud puppet but sometimes when we make it on our own we hear the despised voices and touch the obliviowned flesh so far away. It’s all a miracle.
    Oh my tanned Caesar, the night air is filled with promise and filmed with poison. Let me take your hand and draw you slowly but fiercely to your room. Where you sit alone inside my head.

  25. avatar
    Letango | 25 July 2006 at 7:30 am #

    Why is it we can never know the exact location of an electron at any given point in time?

    Ride that Psi Wave, SK, what else can we do?

  26. avatar
    12str | 25 July 2006 at 9:12 am #

    cant live without the sea…
    open skies…vast horizons..salty breezes… the desert is for tuaregs and scorpions…the lizardking is a cruel master tearing our brains apart with his dusty heat…

    be cool man!

    patrik

  27. avatar
    Anonymous | 25 July 2006 at 12:00 pm #

    sweet

    FT

  28. avatar
    Debby | 25 July 2006 at 12:03 pm #

    Anybody out there know who’s vinyl collection the signed albums were from? just nosey==

  29. avatar
    Anonymous | 25 July 2006 at 12:54 pm #

    Makes me think of “Drought” … which according to one P. Webb you have never played live. I need a drink of water everytime I hear that one. Awesome. LG

  30. avatar
    Isolde | 25 July 2006 at 1:31 pm #

    Tapies

  31. avatar
    secretBeatinMichigan | 25 July 2006 at 1:38 pm #

    Ah geez, I was afraid of this…

    SK,

    You gotta hold it together man. You can’t let the demons ‘n the Weight drag ya down, dig? Ya gotta march and conquer on – at least ’til the Detroit show (Aug. 13th).

    Don’t get me wrong – I hope and prefer that the bad guy NEVER wins over ya but … well … man, ya gotta keep it together ’til after the Detroit show AT LEAST ’cause I been waiting years YEARS to see you guys (yes “years” – I missed the last show due to being jobless and in-need-of-dough (but between you and me I spent that eve drinkin’ thick black coffee and Jagermeister whilst toolin’ through the pitch of the aimless south-Michi-county country night – no substitute)).
    Don’t let the bad guy win. It’s gonna get to ya now and then but don’t let it snatch and drag you down too far. It’s gonna do so anyway ’cause you’re an artist and your stuck with it – but soak up that depth and release and continue on, brother. Live for the Detroit show, dig?
    Yer seein’ sights and catchin’ dreams I ain’t ever seen and I was born and bred here (i.e. “I am an American”). That’s part of the Weight – but you’ve survived and prospered over that before (it’s still there but what else are you expected to do?). So “Forget Yourself” and dig Now for Now ’cause ya won’t be here for that much longer (in America and on tour I mean).

    Stay beyond, Space Rocker. I’m goin’ to go jump in the Big Lake (I’m sure by now you agree).

    P.S.
    It might help if you got yourself some jerky. I don’t know all that much about this Vegan-Stuff but it don’t sound right. Ya think a cow would give you that kind of chance if she ate meat – no way!!

  32. avatar
    Anonymous | 25 July 2006 at 2:23 pm #

    Whoever you are from Michigan…

    I love your thesis on ‘weight’…you have it nailed in the simplest sense. RIGHT ON.

    I also love that you recommended the old fella get aquainted with some jerky….are there medicinal/mystical properties to this chewsome substance? Even if there are not I just love that you recommended it.

    Say hello to Lake Huron for me.

    B.Bon

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    baby | 25 July 2006 at 2:49 pm #

    sending you some grey cool fog from the pacific oh 20 blocks from ocean beach horns sob books spill cats sit on the breakfast table small boy drawns a picture in purple chalk it is all here for you my brother, waiting at the end of the road

    west

  35. avatar
    Noel Christian | 25 July 2006 at 2:54 pm #

    ‘The Sphinx spoke only once, and the Sphinx said, “A grain of sand is a desert, and a desert is a grain of sand; and now let us all be silent again.”
    I heard the Sphinx, but I did not understand. ‘

    -Khalil Gibran

  36. avatar
    stealthblue | 25 July 2006 at 2:57 pm #

    Ah, but it’s a “dry heat.” Yeah right,( I hate hearing that) hot is hot. The desert is a whole other animal. I now out there it can really feel like hell. Hope you guys are doing alright. If you get too hot, man, just remember to cool your pressure points…Then take your medicine. 🙂
    Be good…
    Ben

  37. avatar
    harpy | 25 July 2006 at 2:58 pm #

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    grubby nasty spammers!

  38. avatar
    daniel | 25 July 2006 at 2:59 pm #

    exquisitely written–vast and constricting at the same time.

  39. avatar
    Renee | 25 July 2006 at 2:59 pm #

    I’m sorry, I like civilization (as uncivilized as it may be)
    I like my 7-eleven down the street
    I like 24 hour diners
    I like knowing there is someone out there!
    The vast expanse of nothingness
    would freak me out real fast too!

    Hope you reach civilization soon!

  40. avatar
    buckmoose | 25 July 2006 at 3:03 pm #

    The desert seems to bring good writing out of people. Maybe I ought to try it myself.

  41. avatar
    CSTCoach | 25 July 2006 at 3:24 pm #

    That was beautiful. The desert is unlike anything else. It strips you down, burns away all the slag and exposes the essence. The heat and the sameness warp time as well, to send you journeying through past and present simultaneously.

    Was away to Philly and catching up on the last few days here.

    Why aren’t the choich more popular? I think it simply has to do with the low general intelligence level of people. Perhaps I’m jaded, but the moron majority rules the airwaves and shapes taste in the major industries. I’m always slightly reassured when someone tells me their intelligence has been insulted by the tv or radio. The dumbing down of our culture is to blame, and sadly i don’t think its gonna change..

    i had a similar experience recently in writing for this newspaper column. not my sorta thing, but i took it. they edited a beautiful column to dumb it down a bit. i demanded they change it back. when they blazed back with sarcasm i simply said fine, i’m not the best person to write this for you. you should find someone else. of course they caved in. i don’t know why, but so often the choice to remain true to your vision bumps up against industries that want you to churn out cardboard cutout crap. choosing your vision – the only possible choice – so often means forsaking the trappings of success. you guys chose your vision, and the people drawn here speak for the rightness of that choice.

    sounds like the tour is going well! looking fwd to sellersville.

    ryan

    – oh, btw, speaking of ipods the other day, i bought an ipod solely to fill it with my entire choich and solo collection, to take with me to the desolate places of the world. i thought that was the norm here…

  42. avatar
    Mariah | 25 July 2006 at 3:35 pm #

    Thanks so much for your brilliant Arizona shows. I’ve waited YEARS to see you fellows live and it was totally worthwhile. Sorry about the heat, we are into the dog days now and unless you can convert to a totally acquatic lifestyle it gets less bearable. Be well, and let it bake out of you what needs to go. And thanks again.

  43. avatar
    secretBeatinMichigan | 25 July 2006 at 4:05 pm #

    B. Bon –

    Consider it done.

    How ’bout them Tigers ?!?

    Have a good day!

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    Gareth,Notts | 25 July 2006 at 4:16 pm #

    WOW,how vivid!,swear i’ve just got sunburn and dehydration from yon blogge!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  46. avatar
    CeciliaGin | 25 July 2006 at 7:32 pm #

    Foggy morning SF vibes to you, Esteban. I think the last time I saw you in summertime was during the Montreal dress era. I loved the tour but hated the heat and being sequestered by cigarette smokers who refused to roll down the car windows or turn on the ac.
    Funny how those 2 companions aren’t in my life anymore, but the Church are.
    Gracias!
    Tu hermanita at the finish line,
    Cecilia

  47. avatar
    davem | 25 July 2006 at 7:56 pm #

    SK,
    Your words make me full of panic…too hot. I can’t stand the heat.
    90f here in blighty & I’m miserable/depressed/irritable.That’s 30c isn’t it? I can’t do the ffffff thing too well.
    Feeling guilty that it’s gonna “cool down” to the high 90fffff’s where you are. I see yon blogge is back on the personal charts. 22nd yesterday? Not bad but where are we fiends at with our evangelising?
    Love you more,

    Dave M

  48. avatar
    Anonymous | 25 July 2006 at 8:10 pm #

    Stevo

    Today One For Iris Doe is the greatest song ever written

    Love

    boy D

  49. avatar
    demeter | 25 July 2006 at 8:18 pm #

    Thesmophoria

    may your mind be fertile
    ever dark and rich
    secret in treasure
    iasion?

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    the alchemist and his voyage

    SKil,

    avoid the strangling roots

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