The Time Being | Steve Kilbey

no spruik only poem

In the cherry mists of spring we came upon Illyria’s vast inland lake

I remember swimming through my lives the aqua forte in bluest contrasts

Blonde haired dark skinned village girls who took part in the ceremonies

Youths gathering like clouds on the edges of some undeniable fortune

The drummed down dragons slunk away to wait for summer

My carbon height slips like diamond flash in shallows in shoals

No exposure will reveal to you the mysteries my eyes have seen through

No caster of pebbles or malchick queen of the curling doll

The Zoroaster in columns on her lovely pavilions

In far flung eastern virtual palaces

Intrigue has a scent like vanishing vanilla against pure steel

Imagine the afternoons we could have had there, you and I

Oh the undulating waves of opium and haze extend out and further than now

The implications of our dreams still exist some where

Like the mighty oak imprisoned in a lowly acorn

Deep in the earth so our seed may still yet grow

In secretive signs do the earths not converse with the skies?

For the starwatchers little hole wherein he perchance can trap heaven

The squirming stars breathless in the magickal tube

As they writhe in ether

The bound planets who can never roll off into darkness

The gorgeous shy moon waxed crescent blush pink

The dirge of the birds whom the crow has  just robbed

The sad sob of the traffic through the gate

and the throb of tomorrow too late.

healthy wealthy and wise
oh well one outta 3 aint bad

this blog is for david rundle

who is not only my accountant but a good good friend

and also a church/kilbey expert

david was concerned he’d heard and read and seen too much “druggy”stuff

about me lately

and was hoping that i have maintained my fitness regime.

well yes i have.

i swim somewhere between a 500 metres and a kilometre every day

i still do yoga almost every day, in fact i’m gonna do it as soon as i finish this.

and i walk a real lot. and i never sit around munching on food or guzzling booze.

i dont smoke cigs but i smoke weed

it kinda keeps me rolling along

its not for everybody but nor is riding a unicycle.

my way isnt everybodys way

kids dont smoke dope before yer 18 and dont smoke dope if youre already crazy!

dont smoke dope if youre already paranoid or delusional

do smoke dope if youre an artist or musician and you’d like some help

ive written 780 registered songs and all of em involved dope

big deal. i am neither proud of that nor ashamed

if you think thats too naughty for you go read some other mothers blog

thats the facts

i’m coming up 60 and i’m still churning the stuff out

i’m still fucking rocking baby and rolling a bit too

i think faster than when i did when i was young

my mind and body and spirit are in some sort of harmony although not perfect

the swimming in that seawater pool or down at a netted harbour beach

its like dunking myself in a bath of negative ions

i rise up each morning refreshed

the sea i have to have it

i cannot will not live away from or without the sea

everything comes from the sea

it is my saviour my solution my salve

yoga baby yoga oh god what are you all waiting for?

you gotta do yoga its gonna help you in everything you do my little fiends

wanna play better guitar: yoga

wanna be a better sportsman: yoga

wanna be a better person: yoga

it just works trust me i have no axe to grind

you just gotta do it

and thats that spring in my step

that bounce in the ankles

the flexibility of my knees

the source of my energy

the way i now open up and let the music flow thru me

instead of trying to trap it: yoga

the reason i am still a contender and why the next church album will be our best: yoga

whatever: yoga

and then my almost-vegan diet

yeah i slip up and not a pure vegan

i dont fucking care of what anybody thinks of what i eat

ive been arguing with people for 45 years over it

its boring…can you do what i do?

Can you run around onstage carrying a heavy plank of wood for 3 hours?

i am fit and healthy and strong. dont worry about me

moving closer all the time to my masterpiece whatever it will be

i got wrinkles and stuff

but in all other ways i dont feel any different to when i was 18

‘cept i’m more flexible and not as lazy

therefore i presume i am doing something right

and i presume smokin’ dope cant be that bad for ya tho i dont recommend it per se

but it sure worked out well for me and sir paul ? right?

my spirit runs this whole show

like a driver it drives my body via my mind

these three things must be brought into balance

although a surplus of soul will never go astray

listen to your spirit

listen to your body

dont listen so much to your mind

exercise

think

and pray

be in all three worlds

you are angel man beast

cater to all three

dont neglect the needs of your component parts

meat will fuck you right up

its the truth n becoming truer every single day as more people see the light

if you eat meat youre giving yourself a severe disadvantage despite all the exercise

if you drink loads of booze or smoke loads of cigs

then youre ruining yourself quicker than ya think

i am the proof in my pudding

i am nearly sixty and age aint slowed me down one little bit

this is how i am doing it

you could follow my example because it obviously works

i am kicking ass and trying to unlock the inner mysteries of what i do

thats me

i got my problems too

i aint perfect yeah you know

i make mistakes and i do wrong things

i am angry and anxious and all the rest

a bit of a flake

but for sixty almost

i dont feel too fucking bad

in fact,

i feel pretty fucking good

do whatever y’all like

but what i do has sure worked out well for me

so far…..

grant n me in NYC 1991

as i work my way thru the making of this video

i wonder what you will make of it all

just like i wonder what i make of everything on a daily basis

grant n I met up we instantly hit it off like a house on fire

we hung out a real real lot

taking drugs and playing guitar

grant always with a cig and a glass of wine on hand

on hot disconsolate nights we wandered thru the wilderness of

a 3 story huge old house where my studio was

a house full of junky doctors and dealers and even a dominatrix

a house full of musicians and engineers and singers and other idiots

them long hot darlinghurst nights (well surry hills but very close!)

91 albion street go see it its still there

the house that stephen cummings wrote about twice

the den of iniquity that shocked poor old mae moore

the house where we did half of margots 1st record

grant and i guitars strapped on

strumming and bitching and laughing and drinking

we go outside where we sit on the steps

i accost passers-by demanding that they recognise grant

who sits there half embarrassed and giggling at my antics

he puffs his cig in that side-woods way

and always has the best fucking quip

we went to the states together

arista wanted a little promo tour

our record had lots of instruments but we are reduced to an acoustic duo

surprisingly our voices and guitars meld almost seamlessly we become each other

grant and i loved goading each other on you can see that all here

we were under the others influence a bit

we are funny tho

some of it makes me laugh still

grants know it all smirk is worth twenny bucks alone

i left it real

i could have cleaned it up a bit

but i wanted you to see the frosties in situ unaltered or censored

theres a spiteful dark side to us

now i wonder why that it was that way?

why were we so restless and blabbing on all the time?

what wasnt there to enjoy ?

we were playing some gigs and doing some interviews

and staying in the best hotels around

theres plenty of admirers in all shapes n sizes

and we had a little bit of money too …at least i did then

but theres an anxiety a sadness at the heart of some of it

i love watching grant

i love his wandering eye that makes him look like jesus on the cross

although not handsome as such there is a strange compulsion attached to him

he was as if from some other time and place

me….fuck …i dunno…i look good but i’m a different guy now

i been thru a lot since then

so this

apart from 2 albums is all there is

this was all that i could squeeze onto the download and it was quite a job

(some raw footage remains of the frosties in australia..it may see light of day eventually)

so if you wondered how it felt to be in Jack frost in 1991 this’ll set you straight

i am still too close to it

still under grants spell when i watch him at work on this film

if you like you can

download it here

please use my comments section to leave reviews of video too

if you want

Consisting of 2 hours 55 mins worth of performances, interviews and general horsing around. Gathered from Jack Frost’s (Steve Kilbey from ‘The Church’ and Grant McLennan from ‘The Go-Betweens’) one and only US tour just after the release of their first album. Contains no nudity, but much bad language and drug references. Filmed and edited by Steve Kilbey. Click here to download

jacky and frosty

ladies and gentlemen

jack frost in america is now ready

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