working working working
gettin ' sore fingers
gettin' a sore throat
(awww....!)
oh my "pitta" is outtacontrol
im on a roll
ive gone manic
im throwing out songs/ballets/architecture
ive designed a new earth and filled it with kilb-bots
ive thrown caution before swine
and pearls to the wind
i mean i got words accumulating in my shoes
i can write the blues during a black out
im rockin'
and
reelin'
im plucking the bass
and now there aint any more feathers
im drinkin' unicorns with pink bulls
i say to others
hold me down boys
up up up i go
i mean im crazy
or is it just me
one hand playing
one hand painting
one hand on the 12
second hand close
ooh ohh nice crotchet, baybee
im quavering in perspective
i got 8 types of ambiguity
and a half eaten red herring
ive singlehandedly defeated punctuation
im saving you commas n capitals by the truckload
oh be serious, time bee, you say
yer cryptick jive ennervates
baby i aint no knobtwiddler
im a master fader
i have backwards reverb with my lunch
i stand up n say
?gnineppah stahw
space?
i m not talking to it...
ive gone marine...
ive gone out
then i went
im fucking across it baybee
and im across you
bathing in your estuaries
gazing at your lagoon
im diving deep beneath the surface
i can hold my breath for weeks
idiots begone
idiots begone
idiots begone
im daddy spearfisher
you gonna wriggle n shudder
you gonna attract sharks
the rip is sucking you out
down to the bed you go
down deep where monsters lie
barbs n shaft
hook n line
wrecks n debris
slowly now slowly
spinning out of sight
warm warm warm
blue n green
you flood
i pour
over
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How do ya do it,baby? Love this blog!
we all live in a Mellow Submarine
translucent bubbles sk
salud tu yu
jaime r
sometimes things happen too fast to write about them or a song about them ...
some times it takes years to map out exactly what happened ...
other times we write the song as prophecy ..conjecture only to giggle when it reaches real time fruition ...
what a fun .., funny game it is , can be . was...
love .. love .. love
its all i ever needed
i'm drinkin' diet rockstars but the unicorns sound good......
yesterday at the island
gorgeous gorge us golden sand squeeks under feet
hello black mantaray two green tuttles three silva dolphings
caught wave paddled rockpool swam luverly blue lagoon
lay under pandanglus tree in arvo breeze off water
feet upon trunk sunburnt hands salty hair music in ears
splashin thru sparkly water shallows
herringbone pattern on sandbar
tide goes out
time comes in
the sea! the sea!
I guess this means you and donny r working together has really produced?
ed in fl
this bloggy wasn't for me...
Sit Down Jonny
yowza! a little Tzima N'arki for breakfast perhaps? baby's on fire!!!
There's nothing like a swim in the morning. Ta sk
Steven,
You'd make a fine knobtwiddler if you ever wanted to abandon geetahs.
--Chris
n.p. Comsat Angels, "Fiction"
Hello Isolde
B.Bon
IT really IS occurring Beekeeper!
Jump in my car.........
Hey aren't ya gonna miss all the conversations with the taxi drivers?
Wishing you & the K clan happy & safe motoring.
Yessaday d n i saw Dog Trumpet an spoke to Peter n Reg. Told Reg u had mentioned him on your blogge n he said "I am really chuffed!"
Happy blogging,
Luv T
you're making me miss the beach!!
wow
again and again brilliance pouring out of you
this blog format was made for you and your freeflow and overflow of ideas, concepts, and worlds
i'm with you
As you once said 'Behind the veil, is a sea, yeah.' Too true, too very true. And thankyou for mentioning us and incorporating us into the wordscape as I feel propelled along with you as I read these words. Like you want us to be there....
Amazing skill and thankyou for the journey. Till next time.
ML,
don joe
im out here drowning 4 u!!!!!!!!
the underbelly is unsettled!
the little fishes are darting for cover!
have mercy...spare us your spearfisher ways!!
"sooth" us instead with gentle melodies
pour down some eno-esque tranquility
and flood us with yer love!
back from big ayahusca weekend, difficult to describe, i spoke to god he/she/it/ is very funny, says, hi.
caught up with yr blog,
'i got 8 types of ambiguity
and a half eaten red herring...'
perfection, one day that's going be studied by Zen Monks.
I would've said you were at your zenith
a couple of weeks ago, but you are the wine
and you're only getting finer.
Aged and wise
wicked and delightful.
Often playing with opposites
and how they attract
You Mr. Kilbey
embody free thought
and it's lyrical verse
[yeahs emmenating from the crowd. snapping fingers too. yeah why not.]
And today's choice would be:
"..8 types of ambiguity
and a half-eaten red herring.."
Dressing on the side, please.
Nice one, Mr. K.
Well hoobley dot swinkle, THAT'S a blog I can UNDERSTAND! Thank you for setting a few things straight. Love yer new barcode, babe.
oooh I love it when you're excited and outtacontrol sk, keep that vibe alive.
love always,
Amanda
I wanted to ask you what Zwack Unicum is...but I think you just answered my question!
Hot doggity damn, it's year next week you've kept this up and i for one have enjoyed the in-sites, far-outs, feel-lings and muse and mutt-erings. Made me buy a few albums i didn't have to boot. AENT a surprise, especially waiting for you to hit the key bass note in night friends in the " watching you've been watching, reaching you've been reaching " parts. Not the obvious as usual.
It's great that you still A-muse, B-muse, c-through, D-side,E-mit,F-etc.
God bless ya
will you sing a duet with Chrissie Hynde soon?
heh. a master fader. kool !
nice, you got it goin' on.. that was me above, {mf}...
;]
n/a k
trinka
trinka
trinka
^_^
hey steve
finally time to catch up on yer blogg,have been working nites,5pm till 6am as a location site rep on a movie called vacancy.2nite though had some time to read and you are just a facinating mind.i always enjoy your words and really appreciate that you keep the door of communication open!i had a very special experience yesterday morning in the bath tub after i had been up all nite...lately i have been feeling uneasy,very in my mind and sort of fear and worry..so...i hear a voice and he says...arcturus.....i am god..and i am in control....you need to trust me with all of yourself and i will take care of you...so im thinkin its ok ..like a confirmation and i feel like a renewed faith in myself...just thought i would share thanks so much love always arcturus
whatever it is your on,
can i get some of that?
:)
A desert lies at the world's extreme, between lands that are little known and those that are scarcely conjectured.
Its bare and ever-moving sands are without oases and a strange horror is rumoured to dwell among them.
Some say that this thing has neither visible form nor audible voice.
Others that it is a dire chimera with multitudinous heads and horns and tails,
and a song whose sound is like the tolling of bells in deep funereal vaults.
There are many tales,
of a thing that follows furtively or with the pandemonium of a thousand devils,
of a thing that roars or whispers balefully from the sand,
or from the wind,
or stirs unseen in the coiling silence.
Clark Ashton Smith
said that (and more)
in 1929 !
My blogs been hijacked by a beta thing!
An octupi's garden under the sea? well, Imeqatigiitta!
btw can fish drown?
Sue Cee
ps look forward to hearing The Blackout Blues :)
architecture too?
form follows function . . .
evolution knew where it was going
before we had names & traditions
to lead us ever sideways into the valley of complications
it placed the ground in a perfect conflict
the hearts desire to prevail v’s the intellects preview of an inexorable end
what happens when the irresistible force meets the immovable object?
it should have been god
but we took a detoured and got religion
Love love love the sea...especially here in Syd-eney.
Had a late afternoon dip at Bronte today, but hey, what's with the beach bouncers at Manly?? You go an inch outside the flags and they're blasting you with whistles and making menacing cattle-herding motions!! The opposite of relaxing...
Emma
"second hand close"... hahaha nice, got that one.
I did some master fading myself this past weekend!
;)hehe
GET YOUR HEADS OUTTA THE GUTTER, I MEANT MAKING MUSIC! Jeees!
(Have a great week, everyone!)
Grey skies
grey eyes
mist
missed
you sweat words, don't ya?
Attack of the kilb-bots!!!
There could be a market for that.
Consider me conquered.
you flood
i pour
mmm
Sue Cee,
I believe fish drown when they're out of water.
John
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