The Time Being | Steve Kilbey

ok
ok
ok
peeple
no lecture on thors exploits in the norse pantheon
for you today
whats occuring on olde sks crowded schedule today, my thrillseekers
meeting with pope (check)
conference with pm on third world debt(check)
conference with gg on 2nd world lack of choich cds ( check)
conference with mwp on 1st class lack of string rehearskals (no check)
conference with nk on my list of conferences (choc)
summit meeting with members of jet and veronicas on the role of surrealism
in modern rock lyrics and the use of allusive blah blahs
in the construction of something i heard once on a akka dakka thing
(indefinitely postponed, im afraid)
seems the boys would rather snort angelfruit on their caribbean tax haven
than discuss petacostal hexameter
oh dear
so the pools closed today…for cleaning
ole sk hanging out for his endorphin fix
all twitchy my monsters
wish i could hire a little man to run around for me
then when he gets back , hook im up somehow
and drain ‘is endorphs
and float thru the daze on a sea of feel good but NATURAL chemicals
oh sk, dream on, ole boy
youre gonna have to do yer own runnin for a while yet….
was down at fbi headquarters last nite
with timbo p ( how do ya pronounce his last name, anyway?)
so many interviews
ole sk just saying any ole thing by this stage
whatever you like
sure sure
thats right
oh yeah weve released 54 cds
and we called the band the choich
cos that was the name of ploogys cat at the time
and….
you get the picture dontcha?

funny how i love to talk about myself
and i also fucking hate it at the same time
a little voice in my head going
oh no here goes that ego again

heart versus ego

i woulda laughed once upon a time
right in ya pretty face, my blog addicted fiend

but its true
theres this ego that knows nothing
and a heart who knows everything
but ( a metaphor for mankind, perhaps)
that ignorant ego has been calling all the shots
creating messes for the heart to clean up
ruining songs and paintings
even forcing me to sing in a silly cod david bowie accent on our first records
and generally running amok
BUT
BUT, my wallies
YES, BUT, my tiny amoebae
the heart is fighting back
so if ya think ole sks voice is a little more dulcet these days
if ya think his steely grey eyes are a little more kind
if ya think my clothes are a little whiter
if ya think my lyrics are slightly more perfect and excellent than before
you need to thank my little heart
battling for years against a talentless egomaniac self obsessed dicktater
EGO hey sk lets write a song called maybe these boys
HEART no sk dont do….THUMP!!
EGO where was i…an’ when ya finished that
lets score some coke an’…
HEART (somewhat muffled) no sk , use yer massive clout to help
some other strugglin’ musos to reach your dizzy heights and WALLOP
EGO its me or him, sk
SK ok its him
EGO what? but i got you on the duran duran tour……!!!!!!!

anyway, its 10 10 here in sydney
and im playing here to morrow nite
cant deny hometown gigs important to me
i love this town despite its vicious criminal underbelly
despite its lawlessness
its murders
its pollution
its traffic jams
its greediness
its corruption
ah sydney embrace me in your grimy bloodstained arms
and grant me SUCCESS
i also love melbourne
stockholm
rome
and parts of putney

melbourne is a great place
i shoulda lived there all along
thyre a bit more “arty” there
i guess cos they aint got syddleys magnifo beaches
with our suntanned perfect abs
and botox up the wazoo

enuff ramblings, my lamb noisettes
thatll do ya fer today
or itll make ya sick
see yer tomorrow nite
anyone who mentions this blog
will receive a free copy of nick wards solo album
and a choich tea cosy
(see illustration of tim on emd for de tails)

i love you all so very very much
(YEAH RIGHT!)
s k

people and other beasts
its wodens day
the allfather
one eyed and keeper of the ravens
a woman said hey woden i wanna get with you
he said
i will accept you neither clothed nor naked
i will accept you neither fed nor empty
i will accept you neither in company nor alone
she came dressed in a fishing net, with an onion in her mouth and with a wolf.
i love scandinavian myths, people
check em out
do yerselves a favour
and throw away those gossip rags
throw away those sports mags
wodens wife had a dream that their son, baldur
would die
so she travelled thru the world making every single thing
animal. vegetable. mineral promise to never hurt him
then the gods would amuse themselves by hurling spears and stones
at him watching them turn away at the last minute
loki, the trickster knew however
that the lowly mistletoe had made no such promise
being considered un important and un able to cause harm
loki made an arrow of mistletoe
and persuaded a blind god, hoder to fire it at baldur
he did
and baldur ,who was his brother, died.

sorry bout that
but woden needed a plug

went on triple mmm this morning
loathesome experience
fbi tonite should be good
but what can i say that will not de mystify everything
am i actually just ruining things by saying anything at all
including this blog??
i should just shut up and get on with it
its not all dancing on clouds
i am not impervious

people
have you checked out my gilt trip cds
ie,,,bought a copy
its lovely stuff to paint or cook to
good for makin love to, lordy lordy
to yer sweetheart or whomever
you can buy em both
and let me tell ya
dec is a good time to do that
trust me
wink wink
some goode will come of it

turned up to mmm
jet were playing
ac dc on the telly
ole sk thinkin to his fine self
man you are in the wrong fuckin place
oh well
here i am
with my trusted confidants
schpilling the beans
you know everything my little crocodiles
access all areas
no remote inkling grazes the perimeter of my mind
than do i not rush to tell you all

sometimes im on a gig
and feeling rather good
i run to look at you
just like a pop star would
but you just stare right back
those dark accusing eyes
they say yer make ups good…….
you dont realize

my friend glenny boy said to give you his regards regardless

any way ive spoilt you all now with all this tripe

and i.ll be rite back tomorrow
same kilbey time
same kilbey channel
im off to see men about dogs
stevie baby
kiss kiss kiss

and please peeple
dont take drugs
send em to me

peeple
working on my mimesis project
yr gonna love it
finishing off some paintings
bit o this
bit o that
pool closed today cos of monstrous waves
had a swimmy in the sea with johnny
getting good reaction to bwtb
of course my darlings its the choich
people all in a tizz about this word “JAM”
everythings a jam
im jamming now with this keyboard
the church jammed bwtb
the church jammed starfish
before that i jammed every song i ever wrote
even if i was just jamming c f and g for unguarded whatsit
its all a big fucking jam
how else can ya get things done
i jam when i cook
see what happens
all a dialogue of impro
so there ya go
do yerselves a favour
and JAM
sydney looming closer
2 dec
be there
or be elsewhere
love
sk

oh my kilblings
did not enjoy last nite
so will not bore you with my complaints
except to say if you take the most esoteric group on earth
put em in an old woolshed
on a rainy sunday nite…. in wooly gong
well what dya reckon?
any one who didnt come…..good choice
however sydney will be brilliant……trust me my creatures
you will be in transports of delite
oh horrible music playing in internet cafe
weakening me
de energising me
sucking the life from my synapses
well eve and aurora looked very nice in their emd red tshirts
this morning
ha i’ll show the kiss army
even if i have to re populate the church army with my own progeny
and what about gene simmons hair?
how the fuck does that work?
its coming from every which way
like donald trump….
my mum went to school with jean simmons the actress
o trivia fiends
and um
well im running outta steam here
interview with the age tday
big melb newspaper
funny how our media clout is outta all proportion to our real size
i mean i been in the sydney m herald about 10 times in the last couple o years
i guess theres not too many other “articulate” rockers left here
only articulated trucks
oh sk , your massive intellect will yet be your undoing
i mean my iq is thru the roof
but my roof is leaking
i mean im a renaissance man
but this aint the renaissance, man
ha a self effacing egotist
a stupid genius
i am large
i contain contradictions
i look young and old at the same time
in my beard i have
1 the golden hairs of springtime youth
2 the black hard hairs of manhood
3 the snowy white hairs of approaching old age
im a good ole boy in touch with his feminine blah blah
and
if ya dont like what im writing here
GET YER OWN BLOG BAYBEE
this is my blog
and if ya dare to critisize it
im taking it home
and just gonna read and write for myself
ok
@ newtown looming hard my sweeties
strings!
guests!
music!
ah play on, sk, play on, my son
until then
you know how much i love you all
(except for the annoying little nuisances)
vale
sk

hey believers
here in the above named place
in a video shop down a side street
totally surreal to sit here amongst these people
pretending to be normal
dont reckon im gonna like the gig tonite
didnt like last nite either my fishes
no my precious old gollum dont like nassssty novo castriansss
its like this
if you wrote a book about, say, the effect of the reformation on stained glass art in
bavaria
you wouldnt do a reading here
well the choich is what that book is, to the music world
they dont like our kinda thing round this way
ok a few do
but not enuff and not enuff to make it werth my wile
like taking coals to newcastle
anyway
now youre thinking im just a petulant old rocker
yearning for the salad days (pre vinagrette dressing)
you can lead em to good music
but you cant make em drink
(well theyll be drinkin plenty tonite my friend, thats for sure)
sittin here in a video rental joint in a side street in newcastle
surrounded by flourescent lights and rap music (sks anathema, my green kryptonite)
its weakening me my nibblies
sucking the fucking white light outta my chakras
like nobodies business
suffering for you lot, my readers, my friends, my loves
to bring you this missive to let you know ole sk
is surviving the great rock n roll wars
still fighting on against the maudlin, against the obvious, against the smarmy
against the feeble, against the cynical, against the regulated
against the masculine, against the corporate, against the ordinary
why sir, my trusty bass guitar will blow those straight oafs into chaos
with one A string slur
well im pushing it staying on here
my position has been unsecured, my soldiers of the surrealistic
fuck em
give me rock n roll
or give me something else

i love you
all
so much
steve

katoomba baby
sold out
1st 3 nights sold out
ole sks ego not gonna fit thru the front door at this rate
ah my dumplings
the glamour of it all
the dizzy heights of fame
the plunging neckline of disaster
etc
etc
well my frogs
brisbane….
did some intavus with some very straight people
i surprised myself by not getting angry
judy right centa
nice gig, you fiends
shame bout the boom boom boom
coming up thru the floorboards
like the ghost of some horrible thing
why do they like that stuff….indeed?
any how after much fuckin malarkey
(eg the manager tellin em to turn it off, then they did till he came upstairs
then …ha ha….they turn it back on)
ive always hated disco my lambs
heaven knows its true
so i was becoming incensed when this moronic racket threatened
to intrude and rain on the choiches parade
the gig itself was ok
the audience were lovely
i turned into some end of the pier comedian
everyone had a goooode time
we are pretty good i guess (so modestly, my readers)
had me questionaire in the metro
oh i am so funny
a bit of a media blitz
ive done 20 interviews and more to come
never mind my special ones
for you are my new obsession
to you and you only shall i spill my beans
PLANNED FUTURE ISSUES COMING SOON
my favourite colour
the kind of girls i like
the kind of bouys i like
what i look for in a sound
anecdotes about my working class childhood
and my emergence as one of the most brilliant songwriters
ever to emerge from dapto
insights on obese children
podcasts
balance sheets
tips on using iridescent pastels as electricity saving devices
sending tubes to ohio
scarlet bigger, even after 2 days
buying chez kilbey a karoake machine for exmas
wow
essential stuff my dormice
my little lovely kilbettes
my baby stevedores
oh yes
this is where you experience the head on rush collision
of surrealistic devices and pleas for clemency
sue c is here now
shes says hello
there you go
do yerselves a favour
get hooked on this site
then when i start to charge youll have to pay
itll be withdrawals otherwise, my small beasts
shes in my poem, droogies
oh yeah
soundcheck looming now
people critising my typing ability
but for gods sake
im a fuckin genius at
painting walls
playing hookey
getting results
navigating the straits of magellen
cant talk and type, sue
at the same thyme
katoomba reminds me of sweden a little
warm and overcast
lovely little venue
oh theyll scream tonite
when ole sk dons his make up and exorbitant dress
when i tread those boards telling gags
and singing my good ole songs
like the real fuckin trooper i have always been
so thats it for now my wild turkeys
i remain
your humble genius
your youthful ancient iconic monument to something
you thought of once in a while
before they took away your mind
i love you
sk

is there anybody there
i could swear im not alone…
hey my people
sorry i missed yessaday
but i was fucked over by technolgy all day
queues at airports
nasty sniffer beagles stickin’ their disgustin’ maws up ole sks leggy
jesus…. computer crashed at airport
i thought the planes were sposed to do that
ole sks nerves not so goode these days my brethren
not when it comes to flighty wightys
not since the incident when the engine exploded
its understandable, my little pigs, its understandable
so i meditated all the way there
trying to ignore other choich members noisy talk and laughter
chatting up the hosties etc
turn up to maroochydore and its tropical go go
hot and humid my loved ones thats for sure
is this tone conversational enuff for ya dear reader?
my brother russell suggests this be published after one year
a bit like enos book
cept i dont know the pope or eric satie or david blowie
or whoever
which guaranteed his book a billion seller
and will doom mine to black deep dark nothingness
anyway
went to gig
nothin working etc
had a lovely swimmy in the pooly
little bar in tha middle an’ everything
soundcheck delayed forever due to blah blah blah
did my yoga sequence
attacked by mossies
thats mosquitoes not moslems
finally soundcheck
a shambles
a fiasco
a farce
a comedy
a tragedy
a mess
need i go on my fruity ones?
the gig however
was a blinder
i have to admit we were quite wonderful
charismatic
and we TRANSCENDED
we took em somewhere for a couple of hours
and we enjoyed ourselves a lot too
some hangovers for some members
but not your humble correspondent
who was up at six swimming doing chi gong
and generally feeling smugly superior to the slumbering
behemoths
who were avoiding their brekky like the plague
me and timbo drove to brissy
and i played him two tracks by mimesis
my new darling project
and he played me some stuff by travis caudle
who he is producing
and i played bass on it too
we patted each other on the back
i did 2 radio interviews
and had lunchy
here i am now my sweets
in the present mo wid cha
(marvellous the way i can straddle big latinate 3 syllable-ers
and the latest street jive
oh sk, youre quite the homebouy aint ya?)
tonite we’re at the judy wright centre
sold out my friends
dont you love to know youre reading the blog of a bloke
who can sell out the jwc?
be part of my success
send 500 dollars to ole sk
and i’ll mention yer name at my next mega drome sellout
ITS THAT EASY!
russell….i’ll do you for 250
(fix me up at the chrissy picnic)
well im off to the soundcheck soon
even tho its all acoustic still many things to go wrong…
say pk got the wrong brand of champagne for example…
good lord
itd be like the fall of rome
lots of merch
you could by an sk print for your uncle cedric
or a copy of earthed for young jason over the road
he’s bound to love it

i know
gilt trip is set to be a hit at barbies this xmas
so dont be disappointed
BUY 10 !!
dont complain to me if we run out
sharing the luxury rooftop penthouse apt.with tim tonite
a real rytyhm section rooom
thats it guys and dolls
MORE SOON
AS IT COMES TO HAND
steve

hi ya peeple
this is mah blog
mah brother russell talked me into doing this
at the end of it all im gonna publish it
and make a million
at least
well so far today
i got up
took the doodles to school
went to the pool
did 30 laps
checked me emails
started a revolution in a small african country
solved most of todays medical dilemmas
avoided hearing anything by jet or missy higgins
contemplated trimming my beard
(to look more ” biblical”
have 2 nice swedish friends staying chez kilbee
martin and therese
hope they dont get too sunburnt!
soon have 2 other nice swedes coming namely
the twillies
elektra and miranda kilbey that is
now 14
havent seen em for nearly a year
tomorrow going to noosa
to play with my band the choich
totally accoustic except for my electric bass
(fuck em if they dont like it)
will be doing my own review right here
so stay tuned
would like to thank my brother russell for putting me up to this caper
oh russell how was the “stuff” i gave ya??
hi to my other sibling young johnny
bet ya never thought id have my own blog, did ya?
hi to mwp….what a guitarist and great music collection….shame about that tie
hi to peter koppes should see him tickle the ivories
and timbo p.
more about him later
folks thats it fer today
stick around and read my musings on art life and love
see yahs all tomorrow then
right?
right!

On the verge of another tour and new album I thought I might try this blogging thing out .
Hopefully this will become a place to air my thought and the general carry on of the day.