ah
arrival in hungary
had indian for lunch
mm lovely
then i had tomato soup n salad for dinner
at the absinthe bar
so guess what i drank there you foolish fiendss
but not the really good absinthe
oh no theres some better stuff
the one that smacks you round the kisser
and chucks ya into the universe next door but one
and damn it i just had my first hit of zwack
straight from the minny bar
plus kind mr z gave me a lil herb for my brain salad
kind mr kn also on hand
so far so good
lovely hotel
lovely hotel
nothing ultra fancy
but very elegant classy functional and inviting
the ratbags who put british hotel rooms together
should be made to study this
may i say without offending boydy n the rest of the poms
and remember i can say this cos im english
english hotel rooms are shoddy n bloody 'orrible
so too fucking scottish irish n probably welsh
even the good ones
why cant they get together something decent
in the way of a hotel
?
now im eating a
hungarian chocky bar
something i dunno
its real good tho
the alcohol has put me in a slightly stupid n belligerent mood
but there again what else would ya expect?
i look up n catch sight of my own face
with my short hair n reading glasses
i could be somebodies professor in a horror movie
did you know when i was 13
i was riding alongside a rail
looking at some kids playing
when i collided head on
with one of the keane boys, the milkmans kid
and i came off my bike like superman
flying thru the air
in my mind in slo mo
then i headdive straight into young keanes pedal
one of those sharp metal ones
i thank lord vishnu for preserving me
coz one tiny bit lower n it woulda been my right eye
but i just had six stiches right on my eyebrow
ie it did not mess up my pretty face
however the eyebrow n under the eyebrow never
completely went back down after it swelled up like a balloony
and so you see my eyes have very different shapes
when im looking up which i am now into the mirror
the puppyfat n drug bloat have left my cheeks hollow
and i am again quite angular
my hair is short n straight
its fine n thin
my beard is creeping white up my face
the lips that i admire on evie k
draw no response placed in my own face
i surprise myself when i look in the mirror
different lights reveal me to look very young
or very old
freckled or hardly none
i like the glasses but theyre just for reading
my nose is a nice shape but its always red
which kinda cancels the other out somewhat
i have bags under my eyes n wrinkles
but by some weird chance
i enjoy looking like this
much more than all the other olde mes
i just feel at home
and my face truly reflects who i am now
after the reshaping processes of life drugs time
sorrow anger booze etc etc
but yoga n qi gong n swimming
have also rewritten a new sincerity honesty n austerity
on my dial
im happy to be me now
yes that is my face
its ok
hey theres a lotta much much much handsomer geezers
and much much much younger too
but i dont begrudge em their looks at all
its all skin deep baybee
or is it
true beauty shines thru any veil
and an ugly soul is never masked by a pretty face
to tell the truth i get more excited by a handsome man
than a pretty woman
theyre more rare n can be more exquisite
but usually marred by vanity too
like watching beautiful children slowly realising the power
they have over people...
its sad
self consciousness is one of my most loathesome traits
but its also part of my make up
you cant subtract one from the other
without some extraordinary means
such as
sex
drugs
magic
yoga
qi gong
meditation
exercise
you know
all the usual suspects
i gotta get outta my head baybee
when i am in the darkness why do you intrude?
the tb gotta leave sk behind
it happens on stage
ttb totally takes over
i will will this possession
i will allow the being to have me
and sk will be tied to a silver chair for 2 hours
while the being lets the rock get unleashed
look out europa
the time being is back
and hes ready to rock
so if yer too olde or too young
too smart or too dumb
you better getta outta my weigh
im gonna move it remove it groove it and soothe it
im gonna sing whisper scream and ululate
and all the rest of that bullshit
tomorrow
hungarian rehearsal!
oh
and i knew i'd forgotten sumthing
my camera
boo hoo!
i'll try n sort out somethingo
sk
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Too bad you're on the other side of this world!
Sk, ttb, ny, I loves you all!
Love always,
Amanda
.
Will you play Block in the eastern bloc?
Looking forward to hearing your reports from there.
Mave.
Das ist ein Unikum
Silver chair? Nice.
“...to crooked eyes truth may wear a wry face.”
Hi ya Killer,
it's pretty good to be comfortable in your own skin isn't it?
Break a leg
Love
no tour photos? surely a trip to europe would warrant bringing your camera!? you can just buy one wiht the hundreds of thousands of dollars you'll make on tour
Through human eyes ...
You're a dolphin in disguise!!!
Dont forget Comeuppance.
Dutch Pierre
quite angular sk,
you sound happy. must be all that jazz already ;] rock yerself out!
;]=~~~
When you admire or love someone, their character takes over and all else is just a vessel. Friends I love the most, I couldnt care less what they looked like, all that is irrelevant.
I was always so self-conscious myself that I used my camera to hide behind but I hope u get one real soon to take some happy snaps for us - beg, borrow or steal! Like your blog Im sure they'll be unpredictable and interesting. I love people and unusual places so hope you get some on film. An sk view.
x
I thought u had cameras for eyes
ps ms squiggle (my keyboard is f***ed up and has no tilde)... your thoughts on here are long but i enjoy them.
"and my face truly reflects who i am now" - so glad you feel confortable in your own skin SK (a lesson I am yet to learn myself) - I think you also look your absolute best now... "true beauty shines thru any veil" ..beautiful.
am eager to hear more of Hungary (my father's place of birth - I hope to visit one day in the distant future when the kids are all grown...and we can afford to!!!).
*knock knock knock*
You!
YOU LATE!!
i enjoy looking like this
much more than all the other olde mes
i just feel at home
and my face truly reflects who i am now
...great contentment there SK. i know where you're heading with this one. it's truely a good place to be in.
best wishes to yourself and the church for the tour....can't wait to see you back in melby.
Symon
Hope lotsa Jazz shows up before you hit Leidse Square near the Melk Veg. Have fun you lucky, lucky bastards. This is when it hurts now after Dutch suggested yonks ago how good it would be to fly over and follow a Church tour of Europe. Fuck it would have been too. Sigh.
Paul Lightfoot
Auckland
yes, thank vishnu you didn't lose that eye!! and you are blessed, too, that all you need are just reading glasses. i'm blind as a bat~~been wearing glasses/contact lenses since i was 10. but with all the visual beauty in this world, i could never imagine not being able to see it. and of course it goes without saying that my photography depends on it. oh, i could go for the surgery, but the thought of cutting my eyes freaks me out. hah~~you would think that it wouldn't bother me, given the fact that i poke my finger in my eyes twice a day to insert and remove my lenses, in the morning and at night. eh, the way i see it (excuse the pun) is that i'd rather bad vision than no vision, so no lasik surgery for me. it just would be my luck that there would be some irreversible side effect.
indeed, a handsome face you possess!!
"i enjoy looking like this
much more than all the other olde mes"
quite an interesting introspection you have going on with that statement....and how wonderful it is that life has etched itself into your visage, displaying all your triumphs and defeats that has made you exclusively and uniquely YOU. a person is a continuing work in progress, and the face displays this like nothing else out there. and it's wonderful that you are embracing all that, steve.
point-and-shoot cameras are relatively inexpensive, so obtaining one shouldn't be a problem (just don't hock your fender, ok?? :) ) at any rate, when you do get a camera and start shooting, i'm sure the finished product will be a masterpiece!!
happy rehearsing, and please give marty a hug.
lotza love.......
You won't believe what arrived yesterday...or I guess you will. Finished the machine in that village. Wow! Minor flaw: too short, you could go on and on..! Thank you very much.
sh
overwriten in syncromesh... find me back in yesterday, #53
almost..
You FORGOT the camera?!
>_<
Steve's eating vegetarian food and drinking some booze. Kilbey's always on a surreal mental cruise. He personifies why vegetarians rule. Music and prose comprise his dynamic muse.
God, absynthe in Budapest sounds wonderful. A friend of mine was able to imbibe some smuggled-in absynthe recently. 'The Green Faerie' indeed.
I want to try it.
Enjoy the new scenery.
I'm certain the shows will go over well.
All the best!
Awesome blog today Steve. Seems like its all about liking ourselves and being comfortable with ourselves. With out that life is no fun. Looking forward to the tour blogs. Have fun!!
Steve in Florida
do you mean that you are marred by vanity sk or all the beautiful women in the world? you are, after all, a handsome fellow, especially with your wonky eyes...
Sounds like a blast. Too bad about the camera though! Surely there'll be plenty of documentation though, right?
Hope everything goes well for you; safe travels, great shows, good jazz, excellent food and bev, sleep when you can and lots of great peeps along the way. Wish I could be there too...
Lots of Peace and Love to you and the fellas,
Ben V.
Well well well...how much of your European jaunt is going to remembered with ice-edge crystal clarity and how much will be a fever-dream?
Can you PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE PRETTY PLEASE bring me back some divine continental chocolate??? I'm having an orgasm just thinking about it!! Ahhhhh!!!!! Slurp, slurp!!
"being here
i m f@#% ing steve kilbey, aint i?" - Steve Kilbey
~
Eastern Europe has the best Crystal Meth in the world, try and get some to bring back to bondi with ya. Some exquisite corpse. Pot, Booze and blow are ok but the meth makes ya smarter they say.
Ya forgot yer camera!! HA HA ya must feel silly since ya promised us all some sights. Get to Wal-Mart!
please.....(gasp)plea....(cough)...please...come back ..pleas electricicate the states ..........please ..dont we deserve doctor ..please ...were so hungry....electricicate the states...
"I'm gonna sing whisper scream...'
As long as you're not gonna sing a whisper to a scream it's o.k.
I'm glad you arrived safely on the old continent. Dutch is right, Comeuppance would be great...
do you realise ? ?
earthed and unearthed
closed
those lips draw response
opened
singe and sing
ladders towards fire
music burns
behind violet eyes
one of the boys
is keane
on bruce cockburn
and the good and kind JB found me
nma's thunder and consolation
on CD!
the only one I like of theirs
some good stuff from the great white north
merican sonic sounding college kids
triple x sista
it's cinnamon life
hey-mikey likes it!
in the looking glass
welsh witches glare
scott warriors dare
irish town drunks
always smile with their eyes
and laugh with a wink
at their own jokes
over whiskey and a pint
until I was 15
I learned impressionistcally
no one noticed
my eyes were soft focused
I believed the watery distance normal
as water
details became sharp only upon close inspection
if you cannot see the constellations
as you sail through
but you know that the stars are there in the night sky
you sail by the wind
you feel your way through
your heart becomes your compass
it gets you into howling storms and back out
the other side safe and sound
with maps you'll never lose
the day I got glasses
I stared at
Everything
I walked around in a daze for days
like I had just landed on the earth from the moon
or somewhere
the landscape was so completely different
from the one I was used to viewing
every single leaf
glimmered-in the distance!
green gold green
clouds really did have animal shapes
I thought my dad was just foolin with me when he said that...
both parents had to remind me
to blink
for years
take it in
to let it out
flow baby
roll and rock
go go starry sky bass
playa
budapest is gonna love you guys
I can't believe
you forgot your camera
All together now:
WAH!
~
hee hee
thanks sue cee
I know I'm a short bit long
~Inspired~
to musing...
luv ya!
~
Far out, my right eyebrow was split open when crazy country cousin gerard hoisted a goulburn river rock up and behind his head where he found me lurking in his unpredictable shadow. The off-duty needle-and-thread-man must have been pretty sozzled judging by the life-long expression of mild scepticism he left upon my visage. I'd never really thought about the impact of his sausage-fingers until reading today's post.
Hmm, an absinthe bar in hungary. I think i'd like to revise my sin self-assessment in respect of envy, half a star suddenly doesn't quite ring true...
Happy to hear you made it there in good shape. Looking forward to the tour blogs -- they are always very interesting. I read today's blog out loud to my niece, and when I got to the part about you forgetting your camera I cried out "nooooooo!!!!" Hope you can dig one up for a few flouncing shots -- I was really looking forward to those. :-)
A lot of split eyebrow stories amongst us it appears -- and I have one too. I got tangled up with a couple of horses while feeding them one day and managed to crack open my right eyebrow (somehow I always seemed to get hit in the face). For a few seconds I thought it was my eye because the rush of blood made it so I couldn't see, but the only lasting damage is a scar in my eyebrow and nerve damage which made a patch of my forehead and scalp numb. I worked as a reporter at a local newspaper at the time and months later I was talking to someone who said "oh I remember you! You covered our [whatever -- I forget what it was now] and had those really wicked black eyes!" I said "yeah, my horse hit me." He said "oh, we all decided your old man popped you one." Lovely.
Gloria in excelsis deo,
et in terra pax hominibus bonae voluntatis
Laudamus te.
Benedicimus te.
Adoramus te.
Glorificamus te.
it's all fun and games till someone puts an eye out...
glad that worked out for ya. i kept trying to put mine out when i was a kid, i think. every accident i got into was right by or under an eye. great post today...have fun...take care.
Bullshit. Don't tell me that if you could look like you did in 1985 and not pay a price for it, you'd refuse the chance.
Bullshit.
The Brits dont realise that 'We Will Rock You' is about The Church.
Keep away from the ice dude. You dont need that shit.
mmmmm
Buddha
Pest!
but by some weird chance
i enjoy looking like this
much more than all the other olde mes
i just feel at home
I like this. And the current SK is the one I "see" when I think of you. I'm always surprised and a bit weirded out when I see early videos and footage of you. I suppose part of it is because I never saw any pics (other than the ones on a few albums) or videos of you back in the day so I never really had what you looked like impressed upon me strongly. And I like how you look currently -- I find I like the older versions of most people, especially those who don't desperately try to avoid all signs of aging (partly because in doing so they look very harsh instead of young). You do look more comfortable in your skin now, and that is very attractive.
takes a lot to look in the mirror, unflinching, for so long.
r.
The absent-minded confessor :)
I do prefer a lived in face...Too many ass-holes resorting to the knife, Bo-Tox etc...! How stupid do they all look with there Falseness (boobs, hair, nails) and thats just the blokes...(tee hee) Cloned beings...ZZZZzzzzzzzzz very boring.
Just be happy with what you have, Healthy, happy loved up living(and music)...Is all you need.
Love
D
X
when your skin
becomes your home
you take it everywhere you roam
not wanting to look like
any other time or
any other place
when your heart is in your face
and you have the most
beautiful face
and your'e floating in space
chocolate is the best crystal method
rocket fuel
ascention propellant
straight up shot
neat
tried to make absinthe
in a van gogh bottle
fished from a second hand store
it tasted, well,
like I'd imagine rubber tires
with a kick of anise would
wasted all that dragonsherbariam
wormwood
bet Europa has the good stuff
or the even better than good
or the even better than chocolate
eek-some horses jump when they see
interdimensional mice!
I got cracked on the top of the head by a paint
she brought her jaw down on my head
I tried not to cry in front of T.
she was in high school
I was in jr. high
at the time
she was teaching me to barrell race
for 4H
truth n facts!
dreaming while awake, years later...
it makes more sense
context is a weird canvas
dreams are strange wonder wander
painted ponies
the mirror tiles of mosiacs
bright and beautiful and bizarre
hypnotised
you can't look away
from inside yourself
sweet dreams ya all
~
i also have the aforementioned split eyebrows,a 20th birthday present from some strangers,and i still don't know what caused the mini-riot but a flying newcastle brown bottle that i never saw coming did the left one and a few minutes later purely for being covered in blood a doorman must've decided my right eyebrow needed to match my left! 6 stitches on each,for no bloody reason!God i hate bullies,so,suffice to say,the assailants came off second best!can't wait for the shows in brighton n london,at least this birthday should be better than that one!!!
aw man
so sorry
so sorry
to hear about the stiches
no more sunday bloody birthdays
stupid scared bully kids
throwing bottles
acting out of fear
not truth
or beauty
all of it already
written
years before
turning the pages
writing in a card
with a fountain pen
one of those that plays jazz when you open it:
only happy birthdays to you
from here on out
~
pack up your suited suite trunks
get some dancing shoes
wear a mad hatter
we're all going to Athans
ha!
ha!
ha!
if i come to the london show and bring you a big fat joint will you play memories in future tense in the old fashion stylee - or should i just fuck off
love pip
Steve, good luck on the trip & shows.
I enjoyed the self portrait in words. I've thought a few of those same things on examining my own face, so it's interesting to hear someone else's observations of their own.
dw
made "love" with a 70 yr old man a few years ago .....i was 32 myself.........being blind lets you see true beauty..........he was a beautiful man/lover.........i remember what you looked like before i went blind..........you will always be handsome........coz you are ..........when we are kids we see with our hearts,and as we grow we realise that ,that hurts too much.much easier to see with our eyes....not so painful......i cant use my eyes anymore so.........well ......its a fascinating social experiment......thank you universe........kick on handsome ones...xxxxxxgenx
ip.s. i just realized that lots of us read the comments as well//please dont be concerned for the poor ,blind girl..........as conceited as this will sound,its the only way to say it promptly,and honestly.........in the sighted world ,i have been told of my physical beauty......i used to utilize it to supplement my income..."modelling and stripping"...social life is spectacular/i am self employed.have a flourishing healing body therapy practice.i teach art at my daughters school as well....... love to you all.....genxxx
ip.s. i just realized that lots of us read the comments as well//please dont be concerned for the poor ,blind girl..........as conceited as this will sound,its the only way to say it promptly,and honestly.........in the sighted world ,i have been told of my physical beauty......i used to utilize it to supplement my income..."modelling and stripping"...social life is spectacular/i am self employed.have a flourishing healing body therapy practice.i teach art at my daughters school as well....... love to you all.....genxxx
Hey pip:
He'll prolly tell ye to feck off as Rick M. will be in the UK for the shows, he'll have time for no 1 else
You're probably asleep now after a hard day of rehearsing (yeah, its a hardlife!), so probably hear from you later? I dont like these time differences, it puts it all outta wack!!
Love
PRincey
musn't have been anyone kicking the back of your seat on the flight...not a word! Makes a difference right out the gate...nice to hear a happy rant..
ed in fl
Richard Ploog.
I recall you eating mango gelato in the fog, oh a thousand years ago.
How are you?
jazz ok, ice no way
Good Morning from Syddley towne,
Glad u made it to Europa safely, u lucky fella. I know you're gonna make us lounge chair travellers very very envious we can't be there, but hopefully one day ....
Went to Basement Easter Sun nite to see Bo Diddley. Very cool red square guitar. What a legend & gentleman he is. Told little stories in between songs & he only recently had an op, but didn't cancel tour as he didn't want to disappoint his fans. Hey, the urch might say those same words.
Hope to see u all play there again this yr (or anywhere in Sydney).
sk, u didn't check off your list of things to take, that's why u forgot ye olde camera. I'm sure Tiare will come to the rescue, she's an xcellent photographer.
Good luck with the 1st show tomorrow, sure to be a blast!
Get the video camera filming some songs need more than the one of Easy.
Peace & Love,
Therese
about 10 years ago after a very excessive night i cycled home and as i was travelling flat out, the front brake pads fell into the wheel, siezed the wheel and i found myself in a similar situation to the one you described, slo mo, head filled with strange aerobic thoughts, pondering this gravity defying moment, impact with the ground was inevitable. i smashed my legs arms, knees and elbows and split my head open. after my stay in hospital i found myself in the strangest position of having to ask people for help, i mean help with the real basic things, i couldn't wash, feed etc. for someone who had prided myself on such independence it was a lesson in humility and i am grateful in retrospect for it taught me a lot, but man i gotta admit those kinda lessons in life are hard to deal with.
anyways hope yr tour is wonderful and ya rock and roll eastern europe into space.
i'm sure there's something in what ya say about beauty shining through, i wonder though if people recognise beauty though, most people are trapped by what they see on the surface of things. i know if i hear or see a beautiful piece of art it can stop me in my tracks. mind you so can a beautiful girl.
Hey anon at 8.19. More likely if Pip does convince Nevets to play Memories in Future Tense, and she doesnt bring a BIG FAAAAAT log, then he may tell her to feck off. If ya don't ask, ya dont get.
Paul L
Auckland NZ
who is rick M. ?
yea, stick with jazz
(does a body good)
yeesh
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