Today marks the end of the Simple Minds/Devo/the church/Models shows. Click below for online reports and photos from this tour Review: The Palais Theatre, Melbourne Review: The Brag – Sydney Entertainment Centre Review: Villa Maria Estate, Auckland NZ Photos : Sydney Entertainment Centre 1 Sydney Entertainment Centre AU Review 2 Photos : Sirromet Wines, Mt Cotton
Today marks the end of the Simple Minds/Devo/the church/Models shows. Click below for online reports and photos from this tour
Review: The Palais Theatre, Melbourne
Review: The Brag – Sydney Entertainment Centre
Review: Villa Maria Estate, Auckland NZ
Photos : Sydney Entertainment Centre 1 Sydney Entertainment Centre AU Review 2
Photos : Sirromet Wines, Mt Cotton
ggg lifelong song the bull rushes the horse flies the buzz of yellow flower the black lake the white swan almost upon it slow worm asleep the rabbit sniffs thunder far off somewhere as we wander along lovely little dream of albion your skin holds the outside in your mind of its own accord the trees and the fences the creeks and the ditches the summers and winters oh children i love you so much a little picnic a little sleep oh children i love you all so much
ggg
lifelong song
the bull rushes the horse flies the buzz of yellow flower
the black lake the white swan almost upon it
slow worm asleep
the rabbit sniffs thunder far off somewhere
as we wander along
lovely little dream of albion
your skin holds the outside in
your mind of its own accord
the trees and the fences
the creeks and the ditches
the summers and winters
oh children i love you so much
a little picnic a little sleep
oh children i love you all so much
accidentally stumble upon motion in seas august currents collide light filtering down in shafted filaments gold swims in my dim tided head muddled i pluck words from a tree and smoke the resin of its nature i am in cahoots with weeds i listen to their vegetal words a flowery world then a wild summer fling wet chlorine flesh bright blue day in past of pasts oh we are all young again impossibly young and we fly in dream fathomed mission over isotopia the young pilots shot down from their sky children in school in schools by the beach the unbeatable hand of sometime ago the untraceable source of the waves the fair winds blow from souths ships sails appear golden out there in some perpetual turner like mist my dream is salient my dream is still solvent the lark of the meadow still sings my dream i fall headlong into it oh it engulfs me i am held within its softest strength the cheetah in the deepest grove chases his dream this same dream of flight of movement of travel fly through space on a rainy day drift thru andromeda by your electric fire girl arrives dressed in white laughing at your door a guitar overhead like seagulls in some welsh town a dream within a dream sequence a device that explains everything eventually we are weightless baby you and i we hover over cold moons but warmth holds us aloft even so everything must sleep gratefully the turbines which drive the city groan and wind down the elephant slaves by rivers of flying fish night is considerate considering everything i suppose the breeze moves towards you on your balcony the breeze from the sea the breeze that blows love adoringly
look at this big
accidentally stumble upon motion
in seas august currents collide
light filtering down in shafted filaments
gold swims in my dim tided head muddled
i pluck words from a tree and smoke the resin of its nature
i am in cahoots with weeds i listen to their vegetal words
a flowery world then a wild summer fling
wet chlorine flesh bright blue day in past of pasts
oh we are all young again impossibly young
and we fly in dream fathomed mission over isotopia
the young pilots shot down from their sky
children in school in schools by the beach
the unbeatable hand of sometime ago
the untraceable source of the waves
the fair winds blow from souths
ships sails appear golden out there
in some perpetual turner like mist
my dream is salient my dream is still solvent
the lark of the meadow still sings my dream
i fall headlong into it oh it engulfs me
i am held within its softest strength
the cheetah in the deepest grove chases his dream
this same dream of flight of movement of travel
fly through space on a rainy day
drift thru andromeda by your electric fire
girl arrives dressed in white laughing at your door
a guitar overhead like seagulls in some welsh town
a dream within a dream sequence
a device that explains everything eventually
we are weightless baby you and i
we hover over cold moons but warmth holds us aloft
even so everything must sleep
gratefully the turbines which drive the city groan and wind down
the elephant slaves by rivers of flying fish
night is considerate considering everything i suppose
the breeze moves towards you on your balcony
the breeze from the sea
the breeze that blows love adoringly
Last night was the last gig on the Simple Minds, Devo and the church tour in Australia. This Saturday the 15th of December we touch down in the land of the long white cloud. See you kiwis at the Villa Maria Estate in Auckland NZ for our final performance on this tour. Bimbadgen – Simple Minds, Devo, the church, Models Photos on the AU Review site here
Last night was the last gig on the Simple Minds, Devo and the church tour in Australia. This Saturday the 15th of December we touch down in the land of the long white cloud. See you kiwis at the Villa Maria Estate in Auckland NZ for our final performance on this tour.
Bimbadgen – Simple Minds, Devo, the church, Models
Photos on the AU Review site here
in immediate swing the consul large the man in charge enduring the hewn muscled cliff a bronze age tin the cruellest clown in eiderdown cloud beasts snort fogbound nervous master without a rein negotiate a mist in vein the sea swells within its shell the air comes crashing out of sky birds fall screaming upon spears gabriel grapples with some fabled horror in the pit of earths stomach is a hole and it has been mind of all anger and the steam of souls rises the wicked ones effulgence the tricky devils cloak of us everything is going backwards we never reach the end you haunt my reveries before we meet in a city full of strangers nobody knows why tree of good and evil fruit eat of its rotten sweetnesses it was destined to be after romas christ and rodins jehovah after the flood of blood and the trail of tears unquestioningly we idiots serve these fat kings riding their pigs in avenues of mud in ostentatious rags his majesty hog and his wife queen jackal and his excellency dog and his eminence worm and his high judge buzzard and his bishop of crack a hundred miles galilee shines in diamond distance i offer you solace i travel alone and morning is upon us with all of its flaws nothing i say ever makes sense until ten years hence as if i had had answered questions still yet unasked as if i had glimpsed emperor money unmasked
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in immediate swing the consul large
the man in charge
enduring the hewn muscled cliff
a bronze age tin
the cruellest clown in eiderdown cloud
beasts snort fogbound
nervous master without a rein
negotiate a mist in vein
the sea swells within its shell
the air comes crashing out of sky
birds fall screaming upon spears
gabriel grapples with some fabled horror
in the pit of earths stomach is a hole
and it has been mind of all anger
and the steam of souls rises
the wicked ones effulgence
the tricky devils cloak of us
everything is going backwards we never reach the end
you haunt my reveries before we meet
in a city full of strangers nobody knows why
tree of good and evil fruit
eat of its rotten sweetnesses
it was destined to be
after romas christ and rodins jehovah
after the flood of blood and the trail of tears
unquestioningly we idiots serve these fat kings
riding their pigs in avenues of mud in ostentatious rags
his majesty hog and his wife queen jackal
and his excellency dog
and his eminence worm
and his high judge buzzard
and his bishop of crack
a hundred miles galilee shines in diamond distance
i offer you solace i travel alone
and morning is upon us with all of its flaws
nothing i say ever makes sense until ten years hence
as if i had had answered questions still yet unasked
as if i had glimpsed emperor money unmasked
imagine this then this 2012 back in my mansuit playing eclectic base catarrh a roc n role band we part of some big big tour i imagine some severe…dislocation…has taken place oh yeah i’m the singer too the singer gazelle the singer sowing machine i planted some things which came to uh fruition my mind is so fast my fingers too slow who am i today mad or imperfectly sane i am calling clouds to this blew blue sky i call them and they start to swirl now above the azure pool round n round about my head a crown of cirrus stratus title nimbus my clouds my clouds i bring you music to feast upon you must be made kilbey thinks the clouds to me you must be made mad or else you are onto something strange sketchy clouds like horse skellingtons like crazy ghoul stallions all sky and bone drifting above but i bet only i notices the palms for i am in a resort no other accom my crickets all booked up my loci i read a book by pete who about his life as a genius always wond’rin if hes bi or something that was a long way down my own list of priorities, my dreaming ones just above parachutes and just below bunjy jumping except for five minutes in 1972 when i noticed they invented diggy starwinkle and the aphids from satin poor pete who but fuck i love his music the other guys in the group didnt always understand him he went up n down all over the place knocking out stuff on his home studio smokin’ too much weed now with bad hearing too ya wouldnt read about it my inklings now would you? me….? i am in this resort in the middle […]
” behold mortal, now wrath approaches…!”
imagine this then this 2012
back in my mansuit playing eclectic base catarrh
a roc n role band
we part of some big big tour
i imagine
some severe…dislocation…has taken place
oh yeah i’m the singer too
the singer gazelle
the singer sowing machine
i planted some things which came to uh fruition
my mind is so fast my fingers too slow
who am i today mad or imperfectly sane
i am calling clouds to this blew blue sky
i call them and they start to swirl now above the azure pool
round n round about my head
a crown of cirrus stratus title nimbus
my clouds my clouds i bring you music to feast upon
you must be made kilbey thinks the clouds to me
you must be made mad or else you are onto something
strange sketchy clouds like horse skellingtons
like crazy ghoul stallions all sky and bone drifting above but
i bet only i notices
the palms for i am in a resort
no other accom my crickets
all booked up my loci
i read a book by pete who about his life as a genius
always wond’rin if hes bi or something
that was a long way down my own list of priorities, my dreaming ones
just above parachutes and just below bunjy jumping
except for five minutes in 1972 when i noticed they invented diggy starwinkle
and the aphids from satin
poor pete who but fuck i love his music
the other guys in the group didnt always understand him
he went up n down all over the place
knocking out stuff on his home studio smokin’ too much weed
now with bad hearing too
ya wouldnt read about it my inklings now would you?
me….?
i am in this resort in the middle of a lovely edenic nowhere
think palm springs on the sea
think some holiday spot in israel or maybe no cal but hot
think portugal where every drug is leegle
and usage has shrunken….duh!
anyway i call the storm to me
i am on at about 6 this arvo
i want the negative ions to feed my music
i must be mad
yes say the clouds
you must!
ITS A HUNDRED DEGREES!
nothing much to say about it i just wanted to print a pic of me in my ten star hotel wearing a white dressing gown for all the loverly ladies out there who need some hunkiness to start the day
bad a laide
nothing much to say about it
i just wanted to print a pic of me in my ten star hotel
wearing a white dressing gown
for all the loverly ladies out there
who need some hunkiness to start the day
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 […]
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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
