posted on January 13, 2010 at 7:52 am

white storm arrives
the twillies fly away tonight
goodbye back to sweden
the water was green and warm
the sand was yellow and damp
the glass was smooth and brown
the houses are grey with red roofs
n’talie plays the black ryder
i sit looking at all my pastels dumbly
my wrist is a little achey
i think of early days in rozelle
when it rained and i felt so alone
in an alien place
in the damp n horrible basement
which flooded
a thousand cockroaches floating in the murk
i took a bad trip n got on some wrong bus
i thought i was ten
or maybe i was eight again
in wollongong
i took the bus to the wollongong pool for swimming lessons
i pretended i could swim
but on the last day i couldnot swim
no no no
i stood on the side shaking my wet head
i wandered home defeated
summer storm n all
thunder cracks n everything
in rozelle the real estate had not yet boomed
my street was full of crazy old migrants and crims
my street was full of bodgies and widgies and ho-daddies
my street was full of puddles with oil shining on em in rainbows
my street had weird people with strange problems
i was the only norbal one
i was perfectly norbal do you hear
perfectly perfectly norbal
i took drugs and made music on my machine
but i was norbal all right
in old rozelle greasy and flea-ridden
old industrial sludgy muddy tar-y unstarry dump
lever and kitchen fallout
the locals were all half-sick leading their half-lives
and summer was an unbearable blast of concrete heat
amen

20 Responses to “wodens day”

  1. avatar
    fantasticandy | 13 January 2010 at 9:03 am #

    distance,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

    'tis a sod innit?
    good vibes to ya killsy on this difficult day.

  2. avatar
    Damien | 13 January 2010 at 10:09 am #

    Back in the early nineties when you were being interviewed by Juke and Rolling Stone the journos would often mention visiting you in your home in the "inner-city Sydney suburb of Rozelle". To me it sounded like the most romantic and bohemian place that I would one day like to visit, if I ever went to Sydney.

    Well, I went to Sydney and went to the corner of Mansfield and Starling Streets and photographed a brown two-storey terrace house that I had been led to believe by other Church fans was were you once lived (you were in Sweden at this time).

    It was like a pilgrimage to Mecca for me and Rozelle was everything I imagined it to be.

    I imagined you and Grant McLennan stumbling home together from the pub during writing sessions for the first Jack Frost album. . . .

    I wondered about what kind of cool, artsy life you must have led there during the eighties. . . .

    Probably the fantasies of a fanboy that had little to do with reality 🙂

  3. avatar
    veleska1970 | 13 January 2010 at 12:26 pm #

    i've always wondered about your house in rozelle. you were there for a while, weren't you? do you ever pass by there for old time's sake?

  4. avatar
    Anonymous | 13 January 2010 at 2:30 pm #

    I will not approve on it. I regard as polite post. Particularly the title-deed attracted me to study the sound story.

  5. avatar
    LF | 13 January 2010 at 4:06 pm #

    Swimming is a small miracle. You have to trust that the water will hold you and accept its embrace. It's a wonder that we can be so out of our element.

  6. avatar
    robertmadore | 13 January 2010 at 4:17 pm #

    When you get the time(??)I sure hope you put down in writing what is…in your mind. Bookform. I think you would produce a fascinating read.

  7. avatar
    glynnisjohns | 13 January 2010 at 4:52 pm #

    I've been doing some archeological work just outside Thebes and have uncovered The Steve Kilbey Demos Vol.1 and 2.

    The locals say the songs were transmitted via the great god Thoth
    via your noggin via your fingers onto a magnetic plastic and then
    your acolytes buried after a Persian raid. The "Tape"
    was then rediscovered in the Ptolomaic period and transfered to an ancient medium we have come to call the compact disc.
    Despite all the hissing and wheezing…

    I can say normal "norbal" (ancient spelling) is not a adjective to be applied.

    -glynnis

  8. avatar
    davem | 13 January 2010 at 6:19 pm #

    Thinking of you with the girls flying back.
    Don't listen to Andy or Stefan!!Any chance of talking you out of this krautrock thang??

  9. avatar
    EDD | 13 January 2010 at 6:48 pm #

    Thought Rozelle was another city completely.

  10. avatar
    Fireseed | 13 January 2010 at 8:50 pm #

    The black ryder?

  11. avatar
    liam | 13 January 2010 at 9:50 pm #

    i remember those days well, was at school then, you were in starlink street, ploogie was down in east balmain, and chris lived behind my mums house in white bay, summer sun was always so white back then in my memory, there were always anti nuke protests , and i recall then catching double decker busses up past the balmain town hall
    XTIAN

  12. avatar
    fandorin | 13 January 2010 at 9:58 pm #

    > Don't listen to Andy or Stefan!!
    > Any chance of talking you out
    > of this krautrock thang??

    forget yourself was their first krautrock record, did you know that!? – and there's more than just a hint of Neu! on You Took…so calm down, Sir Dave, it's all been there before!!!! see, it took an australian legend and a certain scotsman to turn me on to our own musical heritage…

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    fandorin | 13 January 2010 at 10:06 pm #

    i wonder if this cardboard thing will be to the church what the dukes of stratosphear were to xtc…a shadowplay, a mystery pageant, a musical play… will they have different names…Peter Jakopps, Wilhelm Martenpiper? this might explain the visual transformation of a certain guitarist…

  14. avatar
    andychrist | 13 January 2010 at 10:27 pm #

    Beautiful…As usual Steve…
    I always look forward to reading your blips, it takes me away and out of my head………
    Peace and Love brother…..

  15. avatar
    Hellbound Heart | 13 January 2010 at 11:15 pm #

    there's a psychiatric institution (ie nut house) in rozelle, am i right? when i was a kid my brother had a coupla stints in there when hard drugs were doing their magic work in his head……

    love always……….

  16. avatar
    cazziem | 13 January 2010 at 11:42 pm #

    Wodens Day and woe indeed, that you have to say au revoir to the twillies, and whilst your blog in general feels tinged with a little sadness, you still manage to make it all sound so colourful. I have to ask though, what’s the SK definition and understanding of norbal? Have to admit, I’ve always been kinda proud of the fact that I’m anything but!

  17. avatar
    linjo | 14 January 2010 at 12:38 am #

    When I lived in Darling Street I would wake up with huge cockys on me. Steve, you and David Cassidy looked similar when you were young I think!!!Linda x

  18. avatar
    lily was here | 14 January 2010 at 2:46 am #

    Our perception is reality but the facts can be negotiated.

    xoxo

    ps sorry to hear the twillies have left our shores already, what a treat to have them over

  19. avatar
    Jasperina | 14 January 2010 at 8:01 am #

    Linjo, I agree with you about Steve and David Cassidy. Funny, I am not alone in my imaginings. Rozelle, has groovy markets each weekend. Have sold my retro ties there lotsa paisley ones in my collection Your gift is one where you can describe even the most unstarry dump in a breathtaking way.

  20. avatar
    Anonymous | 14 January 2010 at 11:18 am #

    Not sure about Forget Yourself or You Took being krautrock meself, must admit.

    Night Sequence's first half, however, gets a bit of the old motorik running me feels.

    Two krautrock-type things that have made me vey happy over the last few years:

    'Dino' by Harmonia
    and the end of 'High times and low lives' by The Early Years.

    Spracken zee Choich!


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