i flailed like a swimmer thru the summer heat
good morning readers
you can stop reading now if
a you eat meat
b vote republican liberal or even fuckin vote at all
c (and the most tedious) you wish
i was more like i was in
a 1953
b 1988
c yesterday when i was young
if,you,heavens forbid answered yes
to ALL the above
go mime blood money while eating yer blt
in frontof the starz n white stripes
i dont care
but plague me not
if yer thinkin of giving up meat fascism or carping
then do it now
be more like me
thats what my world needs
more mes
if ya wanna give me a late christmas pressie
cut me some slack
but
do you really wanna be my devotee
you may as well be baybee
whos left
ian mc cullough.....
i guess he's out there some where
the short sighted git
bono?
cmon...
this is me
you see
dont tell me to remain mysterious boyo
on my own blogg
dont tell me that andre breton
or arthur rimbaud
or baudelaire
or even the great billy milkshakespearmint
would not be blogging their genius brainds out
who wants to wait months for publication
i can rave straight to ya here and now
its fresh my little numbat
thats what yer (dont) pay for
you think i gonna come down here
pull on my mysterious identity
and pull your leg an hour a day
you see
as i told ya before
i charge for that malarkey
this set up
however
is
im yer friend
i talk to ya
you can talk to me
take it or leave it
if ya want something else
BE IT YERSELF
its simplimento, amore
anyhow
nevermind all that
i admit i gotta bad attitude
feel all pumped up and male
its not my fault
after all am i not a manne?
sometimes i just feel like fighting someone
luckily for me
this feeling is not so frequent
yes
im a cranky aggressive sod
ive had road rage
and ive frightened a certain cowardly mo fo
who cut me off in a roundabout
and then wannted to stop
and 'ave some argy bargy about it
i got my whole fam in a lil rent a car
his big old four wheel drive
(thats never seen mud in its life)
has got blah blah blah interior decorating
the guy jumps out
a little skinny dude about 30
suddenly hes sees bricklayer from hell
descending on him
he doesnt realize i's an ex foppish glam rocker
he minces back in vanny and ske daddles
i feeling i gonna strangle him
nk and kids v. quiet when i get back in car
what is this?
it was like i was possesed
i was prepared to kill this man
wow
you learn something new
bout yerself every day
even when yer getting pretty olde
like yer humble senile scribe
this happened a few years back
i had it a few times since
very frightening
you see
we are half animal/half angel
you gotta get that balance right baby
some times the animal gets unleashed
sometimes yer all seraphim
thats me mostly
a bit of a saint
but even jesus got angry
with them " straight" money lenders
he rained on there little fuckin parade
imagine having the son of jehovah and the prince of peace
chuck a wobbler at you
at the office...
so im sorry if i antagonize you ever
friends sometimes accidentally do that
but i write this cos i like you
i dont wanna tell you how to be
try to understand
i sit here
give you my thoughts
that i tell to no other
i do it gladly
i do it completely for the love
of communicating with ya
i wanna blog
its my destiny
dont take mah blogg off me mama
you may see a nasty side
olde capt'n paisley
ive swum great rivers
fought dangerous aquatic beasts
endured the smoke of marijuana forests
just to write ya this today
like me or lump me my friend
but you aint gonna find another like me
switch off
i dare ya
ya never know what i could write tomorrow
who knows?
could be something goode....
dont get yer knickers in a knot
it aint worth it
ha!
i should know...
see yer round
me
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45 comments:
I think I'll stick around for a bit... expectations never made it in here.
Cecilia
MWP with road rage, now that would be a sight to beheld. :)
you think i gonna come down here
pull on my mysterious identity
and pull your leg an hour a day
you see
as i told ya before
i charge for that malarkey
Crees que voy a llegar aqui a diaro
poniendome mi identidad misteriosa y
egañarte durante una hora
Ves,
Como te lo he dicho antes
Cobro por ese majunche
You can't scare me off so easy sk! Even if I did answer yes to a couple of your questions,(tried voting last year. Didn't like it so shant bother again!) I don't expect you to be perfect.....all the time..haha. And I certainly don't agree with everything you say, but that doesnt mean I'm enjoyin it it any less!
So keepa blogging.
Straaange, life seems to have got better for me in the last coupla months
Maybe it has something to do with your blog, maybe not but don't let mama take it away eh
Thankyou for your frankinsense & myrrh
Dutch Pierre
Hope today's blogg wasn't to good, i was disqualified by line 3 gone again at 4.
Tony Abbott
Good Stuff as usual Steve your blog is very addictive
clearly these constant band meetings must cease - mwp was rather crotchety last night in northcote (though who could blame him when a large sector of the small audience qualified themselves as utter fuckwits - uttering fuckwits come to think of it). But it couldn't be that - surely The Conch have at this stage evolved to the point of total accord?
The road rage i love, the stage rage i'm not so keen upon, 'specially when it's followed not long after by the searing babysitter's glare...
you make me laugh
sk
i love your blogg
no argy bargy
about it
love
diane
I'm hear everyday SK listening to the words as I read em'.
You are an angel, but then again you may be the devil...
Rock on Kilbey.
Open up our Doors of Perception...
Later if not sooner....
You are such a tease, SK!
As for the rage...very true, we all have it. I'm sometimes very surprised when it surfaces in me -- usually it's over something that really isn't a big deal. And then I feel like a complete idiot (as opposed to my normal feeling of partial idiot). Ain't life just grand?
And the "bricklayer from hell" image is priceless! You'd probably scare the snot out of me in that mode, but I still couldn't help but laugh. :-)
HAHAHHA l*^!@#hahhahaha laff.
I gotta agree with ya about the road rage.
Morning is far worse than evening
All twenty blocks of the rush minutes...never a morning where I don't curse somebody's sorry drivin'
Outta my way, I've gotta get to my flex 9-5 that I love so much! Yeah, I wanna be like you and jump out at some poor unsuspecting innocenti. HA.
Who else is out there? I did get the invite to chat in the Bunniemin chat room, complete w/webby cam devices. HMMM. Ian is just too cool "the church tried something dif. while we kept the mod. 80's sound". ssssok Ian, come up witha 'nuther masterpeace next year. love that Cibeerea. 'gettin' all cozy back 'n forth w/Goldplay.
Bono singin' w/Marry K WAS the highlight...
I thought it was another annimation until someone said "Hey, that's Sly and his mohawk from Vallejo"
Robyn Hitchcock- now that's one mysterious ghost. Love his artwork. I see him round once in a blue moon.
uh, whom else is out there still? gotta tink on that one.
A friend said Sistas of Merc. were in town...say wot? thought they O.D.'d
how about some sage advice? get yer own music committee and- oh no, you already blow U2 off the stage if I might be so bold.
"...imagine having the son of jehovah and the prince of peace
chuck a wobbler at you... "
Hey SK, this fine line made me laugh out loud....btw, I passed ya quiz...do I win something?! I'd settle for more blog please :)
Yours sincerely,
Ding Dong
SK - I remember the blog where you were talking about the Bhagavad Gita, so I picked up a copy today - can't wait to read it!!
"I AM YOU" (AND YOU ARE ME) by Depeche Mode...
M.J.N.JR.
Don't Open the (car) Door to Strangers
Don't let them into your car
They only want to beat you with a stick
Don't Open the door in Bondi
Steve Kilbey impersonating Basil Fawlty at a roundabout. Wasnt a Morris 1100 you were driving was it Mr K? fantastic.
it's always something good and it's always appreciated here at Mission Control.
a - sometimes
b - vote green
ca - not born
cb - pass
hmmmm what to do
go with the flow
eat lots of organic fruit and veg
think of clouds
breath
share
listen
meditate
observe
let be what it is
float in the sea
love
grow
see
yes
"Even Chief Executeeeevs would bow to her gall..."
PS I can understand your anger at the 4WD - when your family is put in danger by some fool who thinks they own the road.
PPS answer not born yet - should have included - born soon after and pass should have included do not know SK personally
make sense
hope so
my spiritual knickers are unknotted
We are SHOCKED! Deeply shocked n’ stunned, Mr sk losing his rag and behaving like a Glam rock bricklayer (I remember them – they were called the Sweet – UK band early/mid 70’s) – whatever next. What a complex human bean you are.
Everybody wants a piece of the Action... in Portmeirion
Mr K probably drives a striped Mini Moke with a horn that goes neaa nee na neaa, neaa nee na neaa
you guys seen that cartoon when goofy turns into a demon behind the wheel? And that was, what, forty years ago or something. Road rage has been around for a while, that's for sure. I wonder if there was ever penny farthing rage. two guys in bowler hats belting each other with umbrellas as they refused to give each other way down some otherwise peaceful garden path somewhere. all i know is that if i only had people's behaviour on the roads (bullying, incredibly impatient, intimidating, frankly juvenile and overanxious) to judge humanity by, it would be a sad indictment on humanity. I mean, why the fuckin' hurry? Gotta be home in time for neighbours. Just take a few deep breaths think back to those times it would take half a day to walk to the next freakin' suburb, for christ's sake. I believe in random acts of courtesy. I say courtesy rocks. I say we need to make courtesy cool again. I say we must all become COURTESY WARRIORS. This is war, my friends, a COURTESY WAR.
They used to call it Chariot Rage back in Roman times - "Chariotus Rageimus Maximus". Et Tu Stevius?
endured the smoke of marijuana forests
just to write ya this today
Hmmm, I didn't know it came in forests....
BTW, when's ULTC coming out??
My InSpiral Knots are Knickered.
haha sk...
you dont scare me maan!
hmmm..whats that?..
a sound outside my door...
oh no it cant be...
the blogger from hell..
but he is million miles away...
down under...
or is he??
there it is again....
that creepy sound outside my door...
gotta stop smokin' that goode shit
makes me jumpy...
but im not scared..
not at all..
not even a bit...
really...
bye
12str
you don't want to tell us how to be, but you started your rant stating not to read further if...............
is a lion a murderer for eating meat? do you own any leather? plants are also living and breathing and many south american shamans believe they have souls as well....so are you a murderer vegetarian man?
you walk a slippery slope
you judge too much
you do yoga but are still sooooooo angry and bitter!
don't you know, this is all an illusion
read alan watts
or maybe "what the bleep do we know"
on the cover of "gold afternoon fix" you looked like a man who knew something that nobody else knew"
but you really don't
maybe you should try being mysterious again
I hesitated to write this because I have always loved your art, and I still do, and I thought maybe I shouldn't bring you down.
it's your blog, you can do what you want
I just thought maybe it was time for some advice - wise old man.
It's alright with me that I get perturbed at other drivers for sorry drivin'. It's dern rude when they try to bust into the long line of traffic gettin' onto the freeway meanwhile blockin' the lane I need to gracefully lalalala down the road. I used to see my father drive in raged a bit at the same thing as he got older and never thought a thing about it when he was young (he didn't show it). And maybe it's me makin' a few mistakes while drivin' and takin' the heat. One thing tho....you SHOULD stand up for yourself and confront your objections. Am I ranting like a shark attorney? I'd really like to give a shout out the window.
An obviously senile guy backed up into my really groovy racy car. He dented the door and just drove on. HE WAS OBLIVIOUS. I jump out the other side and chased him down with all the witnesses cheering me. Picture long blonde hair frazling in the wind while I'm chasing with arm s a flailing and shouting "Pull over you freak, twink, jackassssss." Everyone stopped in traffic to watch, not getting around my car. I nearly yank him outta his car. Him: "How dare you, talking to me that way."
I made him pull his dying car aside to get his insurance, etc. I got so many references from the on lookers too...
You, above^. Mr. Kilbey is a very kind guy and a friend of mine. Maybe he's your friend too 'anonymous'. I'm glad he has an angry side and won't take the trash. You can't be passive in this world, as much as I'd really like to be... and just forget it sometimes.
5 days gone and so much ess-kay to catch up on. Like an Oracle at Delphi you are!
Thanks for the poe-et-ic ruminations on the situations of
'yer life.
I humbly leave my Vegan burnt offering at the altar.
I know you like the Neil Young.
But have ya' eva tried "on the beach"?
just discovered this meself.
A bit like the a new tomb discovered in the vally of the kings. The majesty of the history is there.
You just have to dig it up.
Hope you and yours are well.
theglynnisjohns
In my last night’s dream SK owns a bookstore, I stroll in and the pressure is on to purchase impressive items (upon reflection SK’s bookstore would only carry impressive items, wouldn’t it? So any purchase would be a wise purchase). I bring about 4 items to the register and up strolls SK to ring me up. He doesn’t say much as he looks over my selections, then he nods and says “That’ll be $25.11” ‘A bargain’ I think in the dream and hand over the cash. It’s the new store’s first ever sale and by the looks of if Sk seems quite pleased.
I think most of of us who keep blogs or online journals have had to say, "It's my journal, like it or leave it." Occasionally people have an odd sense of entitlement and expect your conformity to their image of you, which is generally something ridiculous like "My Savior" or "One Who Knows All" or even "One-Dimensional Person Focused On A Single Interest."
Yeah, c'mon on man, 3 spliffs a day, 4 hours of yoga, 6 hours of meditation followed by a lentil casserole washed down with a fresh broccoli smoothie - and you still get pissed off with some arnie driving a hummer who fails to indicate? now that just ain't nirvana.
Already goode and interesting post, as so many others, Greta Bard Ô !
"c" is about "forgetting yourself" isn't it ?
Hey, it's hard not to talk about ourselves, isn't it, in such a crude whirl !
It's always a delight to know esSKay is 3, telling the Truth, respect and humour (boyo) regarding fellow starrs.
Ah the joy of freedom, of heart beating, travel by thought...
U understand so many invisible things, can see through the masquerade.
U make me happy, I, one of "tes bonbons" that U like.
I guess we were already like this, before we heard "ripple" or read yon blog.
We just met through your creations, telling ourselves, at last a paisley man who feels full of beauty.
We just had to recognise ourselves through your spells, your experience.
I see the note
Your chivalric french dude
Switched on U for 14 years
yep sk, yep... 'bout sums up the way I feel. Been there, done that.
Still here,
D
shine on u crazy diamond!
hey anonymous!
what the fuck do u know about spliffs,nirvana,veggie casserols and life?
the man never proclaimed to be a saint...
if youre about to spread your venom be shure to be well educated about the person youre so eager to critizise...
i respect every persons right to express his standings..
but i really dont agree with people that doesnt bother to get to know the character theyre about to slander...
anonymous you are a fucking prune!!
all the best
12str
hmmm.....have to reflect on that comment...
was i over the edge..
got somehow excited..
love everything and everyone
12str
it's okay skay. we all have our dark sides.
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