voices whisper offstage
1 where is he?
2 how should i know, 1
1 'es s'posed to bloody be here
3 calm down there 1 ...he'll show up
2 sssshh you two...look there he is...!
the scene
a hotel entrance at night
a black cold sky pricked with lonesome stars
a man stands in the shadows of night
he stands in the wind and cold smoking something pungent
he carefully stubs it out and stands still in darkness
the wind blows his wispy hair this way and that
a medium sized man in everyway
dressed in scruffy clothes
totally unremarkable unless...
1 ..unless what?
2 unless you know 'oo 'e bloody well is...of course
1 well who the hell is he?
2 you know as well as i do who he bloody well is...
1 'e's the time bein'
3 he's the bloody mangy panther ...thats what he is
1 yeah i can see the mangy part...
2 but thats not what.....
1 alright sshh its starting up
in the deserted lower entrance
just off the main street in a big city
6 lift shafts sing like a 1930s movie choir
the long cylindrical holes fill with wind
and like huge flutes they wail and coo
the man just stands there struck with wonder
this beautiful sound aching down the shudderin' concrete
oh who woulda thought it?
and then
why not more musical architecture
domes of memories forever reverberating
the time being
(for it is he)
hits his plush sweet suite of rooms overlooking
the city and beyond it a great grey bay almost shipless
that day is over forever
singing in a red room
a cup of tea with old friends
baked veggies
a smoke a laugh a tear a fire
thirty nine storeys up watching the lights
do yoga
1 that eastern stuff bores my pants off
2 you cant have the being without his yoga malarkey
3 come off it 2...are you saying theyre inseparable
2 im just saying you know yoga
thats what whats responsible for his reversal..
1 what?
2 when he started to come good again cos of yoga..
3 no it was cos he stopped taking bloody 'ard drugs!
1 i thought it was coz of his wife duckling dalton
2 i thought it was cos he started swimming again too...
1 who even bloody cares about this old hippy anyway ?
3 someone must...
2 ah hes alright....theres a lot worse....isnt there?
1 bloody hell i knew this blog wouldnt make any sense
3 the people dont wanna read this tripe
1 wheres the fountain of endless gossip ?
3 wheres the sneering jealous putdowns of the execs ?
1 wheres the self searching nervous true insights?
3 yeah...and the bold showing off sweeping statements
1 the faux-pas and the embarrassing rants...?
2 ssshh somethings about to happen
man ,room
types into a small white box like machine
it transmits his thoughts instantaneously to everywhere
he turns off the box
he stretches into a familiar pose
popol vuh begin to play
fade out
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sounds like everything is right on course sk ;]=~~~
im sick of these stinky boots....
ill never wake up in a good mood again...
well anon, dont shower in public
there's a strange musical synchcronicity beween us at times...
i was listening to the 'agguire: wrath of god' soundtrack....
were you istening to 'hosanna mantra'?
hey...
steve?
i changed my mind about the arias,
brien's right,
you guys should be up there.
but good on ya man for helping out yer pals!!!!!!
you 'n timbo have a blast!
all the best,
andy L.
There is always something rather profound amongst your so called tripe. Evocative and stirring.I don't know what it stirs up but it always adds a richer dimension to my day. The starry sky twinkles down on you.
hey you old hippie, i care and if you did not exist i 2 wood not exist so we are the fuckin' shitzba like there's no tomorrow...
Ne iko
I LOVE you cause you are the truth! who has the courage to cut himself open like this?????!!!
I love you cause of your beauty!
I love you cause of the love inside you!
I love you cause of your turest rampant ego!
I love you most when you said
your children have no bloody idea
that how much you love them!
I love you most
when you cried for your dear friend
I love you most
when evevrybody says yes but you say no!
I love you most
when everybody is sleeping but you are awake
if you are the night
then I love the darkness
if you are the diamond
then i would be the rust
to prove your gloriousness!
shine on! your splenderous being!
you naivest spirit!!
until nobody's listening
until nobody's seeing!
but still
grasses are listening
clouds are listening
cause your sounds are only divien
I won't see you through my earthly eyes
I wish the same to everyone at here
: if you listen
listen to the truest thing
divine
4 it were the comments that did it
I LOVE YOU! THIS LOVE WILL NEVER CHANGE!
it took a certain english-born australian in prague to turn on a german to buy records by a long forgotten german band able to play one chord while a million things are happening under the mantric-tantric one-chorder surface...echoeing, wailing, seagulling, pearling, growing to hellish proportions, then fading into a glassy beauty. i cannot decide...Einsjägermeister & Siebenjägermeister, Heart Of Glass, Hosianna...or the Tantric Songs...actually, everything is good. pre-ambient ambient, pre-world world music, post-christian pre-christian spirituality. when they threw away the moog, they became prophets of the past. thanks again for the hint! i was somehow scanning the church stuff for obvious PV influences, but all i found was a certain glassy quality in Trance Ending, the huge one-chord drone in Kings, some of Marty's more seagull-ey guitar bits and if ya'd play Random Pan on half-speed and double volume, it might sound like a forgotten track off Coeur de Verre.
mu f#@^*!g internet keeps dropping out grrrrr...so i'm led to believe that the arias won't be screened on ordinarly commercial tv, is this right...f#@^...
a certain jaded cynicism tonight, i thought...
nighty-night, all...
It's DOLORES Dalton, you cake-eaters!
Ah think someones cooking a white bunny stew for you hunny
The late Florian Fricke. God rest his talented soul and I also really dig the music of Edgar Froese. Have over 250 of his Cds.
you might be the truth...but where were you??
Brien, do you have any Dio in your collection? I heard Steve and Ploog had Holy Diver and Last In Line on repeat throughout the late 84 US tour and SK loves Holy Diver to this day.
That's so absurd it qualifies as Dada gossip! :)
Bruce Springsteen - what a guy! Went to see him in concert last night in Copenhagen. I'm not really into these big stadium concerts (I prefer fairly small concert venues), but because my girlfriend got offered two tickets, and since I did become a fan a couple of years ago - after dismissing him for years solely based on the horribly overblown song Born In The Usa (silly me!) -I have to admit I was looking forward to it, and damn, Bruce and the E Street Band really delivered the goods. I had a lump in my throat several times during the show - I found the experience that touching. The guy's a rare talent. Very entertaining and soulful at the same time. AND he played one of my favourite Springsteen songs - Downbound Train - which he actually doesn't perform that often. Great job, guys!
3 hours of car songs and on-beat snares...
But what did you do with the bits of aubergine in your baked veggies?
Would they be a danger if thrown off the ledge 13 floors up?
xx
instead people came to my house and spilled ouzo
whilst nervously searching for true insights, no doubt.
who will mop this ancient floor
oh gee guess
gravity
sucks
or is that
a vacuum?
Voices whisper offstage tonite: "man, those Church guys were awesome".
"Yeah, that Powles guy just made it here in time too"
Good luck, not that you two will need it. Enjoy the shindig.wow, wish i was there.
xxx
You guys need to broadcast all the great music that that you guys are making....
Its only right...
Man.. I wish I could telepath
So mangy....
jr.......
you guys is so...mangy
jr...
"Ogra smell Gelfling";/ ;D :) xo
"the scene
a hotel entrance at night
a black cold sky pricked with lonesome stars
a man stands in the shadows of night
he stands in the wind and cold smoking something pungent
he carefully stubs it out and stands still in darkness
the wind blows his wispy hair this way and that
a medium sized man in everyway
dressed in scruffy clothes
totally unremarkable unless..."
I've seen you there. I've felt that cold air. There's something sad and eloquent about these words you write. You've made me lonely and long for something intangible, unreachable, inexplicable. I want I want I want. Is there a way to stop this long, deep, bitter want?
love you as always,
denise
xxoo
Somethings been about to happen for 8 months - make it happen
Did anyone see any tripe?
Not I.
eye?
aye!
oi! ahoy!
No tripe here.
good stuff... almost always in fact, time beinsky.
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