yeah my big fat fucking doco
youve heard me
youve read me
you looked at my paintings
now watch my one n a half hour doco for the complete SK fix you know youre craving
me me me me me me sigh yawn me
me swimming
me playing my bass
me blah blah blahing on and on
boy after three fucking screenings i so sick of you kilbey
its a funny film
ha ha ha
look if you love your olde SK as you do
you probably gonna love it
after everything
now this…
it turns out
im just a regular guy after all who happens to be a bit of a “genius”
(chuggys words not mine)
just a regular guy who plays a mean fender jazz and sings like a broken lark
just another regular angular looking idiot who wrote yer fave song (or whatever)
age still not wearying me
i hop about like st vitus dance
motor mouthing at a hundred miles an hour
narcissus yet humbly stupid and turning arrogance into your bemusement
the jumped up little sod getting his comeuppance and now the bastards come good
hes a regular old guy who chucked together some words and music and created empires in a few peoples heads
god the ones who love me they dont ‘alf fucking love me
and the ones who hate me do so with their fiercely passion
but most people dont care
and if i was them i probably wouldnt care either
a doco thats a populist thing right?
heres the populist me
look i got an arc
i go from one thing to another
does that really happen?
who am i and who are you anyway?
who are we and why are we watching this doco about this geezer for gawds sake..?
there he is up on stage
oh he hes kinda uh self deprecating in a smarmy way which actually implies self admiration
hes got his head in his hands oh its all too much for the god father of psychedic mark 2
weary jaded tired bored talkative gushing animated blah blah blah
oh i bet you cant wait to see it now
theres some great slowed down live stuff
theres some nice recontextualisations of martin kennedys lovely mountain video
theres both sets of my twins
the first set from a distance
the second set up close n personal but already grown up so much from this 2 year old footage
we visit my olde mum who has never remembered the name of one of my songs ever
let alone the words or anything
she just is immune to my charms she always was
i say to her ‘you like your grand daughters more than me’
she says ‘oh dont be silly son’ and then bursts into laughter because she does
meet Karin the mother of Elektra and Miranda
and co writer of utmw
as usual she has some pithy things to say in her lovely swedish way
haugie shows us some guitar playin’
tim says some cheeky stuff
standing in my old backyard in coogee i opine on myself yet again
i roll joints and i smoke em
i complain and i rave on
im silent and withdrawn having a little bitch about something
heres a real me
the talking song
the throb of my bass between your ribcage and your heart
the incessantly flowing words as i write now talking about
watching myself talking about myself
how i was
how i am now
how i will be
if this sounds appealing then this doco is the one for you my friend
enough SK to have you hit the vomitorium on the way out if youre not careful
ah redemption
fuck i look so fucking tired in this movie
somebody please help
im trapped inside this doco
and i need a fuckin’ holiday
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