gyan homepageThursday, June 12, 2008
night driving
colour blind
can you be at night
whilst driving through the fog
and your own veils
empty streets
that usually are full
shop fronts hold no interest for me
as i weave my way to conciousness
an echidna narrowly escapes my wheels
slows me down further
the driver behind knows not why
impatience
and then reward
i reach the confessional door
she's always so open and available
i pour everything out on her polished boards
she pours me a hot water
no tea in the cupboards
everything is distorted under water
even my usually straight arm placed under becomes terrifically bent
i thank her and take my leave
disturbed her sleep
the long winding road home
here i get to own all of ME
all those parts in denial
those negated little broken pieces i've carefully hidden under you
all got dragged out and exposed to the weather and the birds
hurt is healed
eventually
and now we get to begin again
like the little bird singing in my ear as i pen this
the most unique unheard beautiful song
yesterdays wars are buried but not forgotten
well we leave a tiny body part still uncovered
so as to not forget where we need to be careful where we step
and to not repeat the same moves again and again
there wasn't too much blood
it was a clear incision
but i am
made more whole from this undoing this unravelling
'everything must come undone before it gets better'....
how many moons ago did i write that to myself
but still relevent today
oh perhaps the discomfort will propel us towards greatness and bravery
we are nothing without RISK ...right?
now i will have that coffee
thankyou
x
09 Jun 2008
todays doodles...into song....
she pulls the faces off the flowers
she stares at little ants for hours
and when the wind does change
her revery is to blame
she wont for get your name
she wont forget
how you crossed the river
with only one breath
only one breath
.....
06 Jun 2008
susanna carman ...holy...
susanna launched her baby last night
beautiful crowd of good friends
came to support her
in the quaint ewingsdale hall
under a clear night full of new moon and stars
nice to hear all the stories
that inspired all these songs i'd lived with
thru the recording process
i did a few harmonies with the talented leigh carriage
it's a joy to sing with a few girls
don't get that opportunity enough
brings back all my school choir days
and lovely to hear the very beautiful theirry fossemalle again on double bass
bridget crouch made the violin weep
and si made the banjo sweet ...it's possible
it's saturday morning
and the rain clouds are brewing again
the frogs are doing their vocal warm ups for the big downpour
talk soon
l o v e
Currently listening :
Holy
Release date: 2008-06-10
02 Jun 2008
something from my old note pad...
desire is to miss
to miss is to long
to long is too long
without
you
small things...
stiff neck
yoga mat empty
rain on the deck
coaching about to begin
make the bed
fill the bird bath
prepare the coffee
studio ready
no waiting
pause
it's all about l i s t e n ing
and a thimble full of air
i promise you
anyone can sing
i miss YOU
x x x
31 May 2008
where my friends play...
invitations
thankyou
i will try to make it
arrive outside first house of fun
only to be kicked in the stomach by the overbearing bass
don't feel i can front the inside of that shelter
and paying for assult
but i so want to see my friends play
approaching the next venue
so many yobbos hovering round the entrance
just witnessed their team losing at the footy
dangerously swinging cues above their heads
somewhere over their is a man singing his heart out
my friend buys me a drink
i hover longer in the other bar for i have still have view without
having to dodge snooker cues
suddenly
a huge guy beside me
stripped jumper
and the head of a baby
i wondered at his age
and then without warning he picks up a beer glass
from behind the counter and smashes it
waving about his new weapon
at the innocent bar staff
mmm....everyone remained so calm
i thought this must be typical behaviour for this pub
but i soon found solace outside
still good view and even better sound
my friend carried on oblivious to the war zone
and later tells me compared to western australia
these guys are well mannered
all my childhood memories flooded back
with my mother being a barmaid for a good stretch
and my dad being a professional beer drinker
no wonder
i'd rather go for a walk with you in the bush with your guitar
than play in these trenchers
the only surprise being more around what the weather will deliver us than
these oversized babies with too much to drink
oh bring back house parties please....
sunday morning winge...i know ....xxx
pearled barley
as it comes to the boil
and begins to swell
and i smell it's cloudy water turning to gold
my kidneys start to jump for jOy
funny i went to the health food store todayin search
of some of the humble grain looked high and low and then
had to ask the sweet girl which shelf ...
she then had to ask me what it looked like ?
reminded me of the time before when i was buying some broccoli
and the new guy who was doing the weighing quietly asked me
" and what do you call this ?"
now i know he was new to the store and he was also an american
but such a popular vegitable i ask you....
dog trumpet call
goodnight
x x x
ay 2008
4am
overfed
overinformed
overweight
overnight
overthought
overstressed
overdone
overthis
overspent
overkilled
over
underslept
undermind
underpaid
understood
underover
understand
underyourspell
undersaid
underhanded
underpants
underneath
you
i
once
was
overwhelmed
and
undersupervised
outercontrol
outertouch
outerspace
outerinner
inner
out
i suddenly find the couch
crash
x
5 May 2008
unidentified floating object
took an early walk
just on sunrise
went the whole way with only one other person in sight
walked right up into the shadow of the rocks
took a leak behind them
saw tiny worlds still intact
sea enenemies
and little fish
a lost generation in there
the size of my hand
and safe from the soul of a man
a kingfisher swoops with precision on an unsuspecting crab
and the little black and red tits dart forward and back
and i try not to stare
for fear they'll take flight
then on my return
i see this large white block on the horizon
slowly coming closer
a large house dropped in the middle of the sea
no
now it's looking like a float from the moomba parade that's lost it's way
so square and solid
so not of the sea
and me scanning for the first whales
but as we drew closer
it was only a barge that i hadn't seen the bow of
just a cargo shop bound for brisbane or indonesia ?
the winter sun is unraveling from the trees
and i need to take a shower
and make a coffee
do you think one day the world will wake up from it's slumber
and shake us from it's back
?
21 May 2008
a small thing..
tiny bird
hops on every rock
making constant postcards
i wish i could send you
x
Currently listening :
Schoenberg: Transfigured Night
7 May 2008
Current mood: calm
Category: Dreams and the Supernatural
i wanna write you something pretty
through the pain body
that has me tethered to the bed for the last 24 hours
my sister thinks it the only way for me to go in
get a migraine and face the darkness
not sure why
strange dreams of yellow and blue
being close to someone who's held me at bay
holding his arm so tightly i could feel the sweat beads before they fell
i held long ribbons of yellow and blue
swedish colours that's all i know
oh but i lie for there is a giant sunflower in a blue glass vase beside our bed
i was remembering this engineer i worked with years ago
who could speak fluent backwards
and i don't just mean the sounds of i mean the actual letters
if i said a line he could speak it back to me just as natural as that ...but backwards
i think he had a better talent for this than turning the dials
but where would he go cept for the circus
and then everyone would be wanting to disclaim his talent
there was a strange man walking down our road backwards the other day
with just the same confidence
it made me want to put the car in reverse and make him feel
that he wasn't alone
there was such a huge electrical storm last night
i acted like my neighbours dog hiding under the blankets
maybe that was playing with my own electrics
the gods seem angry at night
and even more angry with china
sunday has begun with big sun and alot of wind
it's billy cart derby day today
all these brave souls
come out in their hand made wacky contraptions
and see how fast they can go down bangalow hill
of course we all love a spill
i'ii come back to the world of string compositions tomorrow
and fill you in on more of the little black dots
but i will tell you
they are sounding goodly
even simulated
can't wait for the real thing
love to YOU
x x x
Currently reading :
No One Belongs Here More Than You: Stories
By Miranda July
2 May 2008
blood stained sand....
i saw the remnants
beautifully made blood stains
on the shore
somehow
it doesn't fit that fish have blood
that they actually bleed when cut
always thought of them as cold blooded creatures
but there he was the man in a bright orange jacket
throwing his line in for more
and i jumping the murder scenes
10 May 2008
yoga anyone?
Current mood: amused
Category: Friends
friday night....
friend drops over ...he's in the middle of yoga training ....2 weeks to go ...15 yoginies
me - how's your week been ?
friend - mmm...yeah great...we had to give instructions today for the first time ..
took a few people through shavasnah ( not sure of the spelling sorry)....
me - what like ..now your left foot is feeling heavy and relaxed?
friend - yeah ...and at the end i was placing the eye pillow neatly over this girls mouth
and then i noticed her eyes open staring at me and her muffled words saying
'WHAT ARE YOU DOING ? '....woops...!
me - ya what? ( at this stage i'm doubled over the kitchen sink the whole funny movie unfolding before me )
friend - mmm...yeah and i was trying to be so neat and gentle not realising it was on her mouth...
me - (trying to get my breath ...my stomach is in stitches ...tears flowing ...)
so maybe you could've told her you were following your instinct and that was where
the energy pulled you ....maybe she needed to talk less???
friend - i'd forgotten about it until the class brought it up today....
05 May 2008
if i could talk to the animals....
we decided to colloborate with our dear friends next door
with making a garden...you never can eat all the vegies
when they ripen together so ...
we planted heaps of kale and lettuce and broccolii
it was a perfect sunday ...big blue sky ...
and then i realised the lid to the wild bee hive had come lose
and i figure they like a secure home
so about 30 minutes after replacing their roof
the queen decides it's time to find a new digs
and i looked up in the sky and just above our house
was a mass a huge dark swirling cloud of buzzy bees looking for a nice home
the scouts had already pegged the studio walls
they came in their thousands
little brown honey makers
with their tummy's full ready to stock the new cupboards
and we stood aghast at what to do
we tried waving large mozzie repellent sticks around
the hose was pretty handy although i didn't want to drown any
then we thought to make smoke
but the gas was out so a quick trip to the petrol st.
and then fired up a very rusty bbq we're all handles broke off trying
but they kept coming they had found THE spot
and what a great location
between two walls
your only concern is a few visiting green frogs passing by
we surrended
the queen was in her castle counting all her honey's
and we we're exhausted down below
sweeping up the debris
and i was left to wonder what one good deed can achieve
if i'd left the bees without their roof
none of this would've happened
they must've felt my concern and followed me ...
nearly a hitchcock movie
well
nearly
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03 May 2008
overjoyed
getting very excited now
as the new album is nearing her date
for orchestration to be added
of course we'd love to have the budget
to hire a small ensemble
but alas we'll be more lean with this record
i still think you'll get the picture
french horn players ???
if any one has a good contact let us know
love and dinner time
xxx
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30 Apr 2008
picture yourself...
dreams of losing my suitcase
waiting for ages beside the turnstyle
but no black case arrived
but no panic either
surrendered and walked away a free man
then
tiny fingers wrap themselves aroundmine
the precious little new born baby
asleep near my face
i breathed gently
i watched with such an ahh in my heart
at this stranger newly arrived
and with nobody but me to hold onto
dreams fold themsleves up with the sound of kookaburras
and the birth of the sun
and we're left there wondering
what world was that i just visited
searching for meaning to rationalize why
and yet
sometimes
it can be the alixure for the coming day
the coming challenge
the unseen revealing tiny chinks before you're ready to have the full picture
today we get to splash some paint around in the studio with james
have all the toys poised and put up songs that need a few clothes
the winter sun has finally come
love
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28 Apr 2008
free style
it was something in the water
as i came up for air
there was an elderly woman entering the sea
cautiously
but before i took my breath under the same wave
i spied a young child
giggeling with joy at the very same
and me
i sat in the middle
worried joy
can they exist on the same wave
but there was also
this bubble exploding of you are only where you are
and how the whole memory came crashing together
the young kid who can't yet swim
and the old woman who was too scared to get in
a moment
a tiny life held so precious
and yet
let go
let go
where does it all go
i saw myself in each
and how i am now
and we all swim the same stroke
and we all try for the longest breath
and we all have large eyes for what is below
now i'm silenced by the shape of a tree
that you can only see from this far out
and i want to show it to my friend who would paint it justice
an african shape
but no zebras below
only holiday renters and traffic going slow
and i don't want to jinx this beautiful speciman
so maybe i'ii keep it to myself
ssshhhhhhh............x
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25 Apr 2008
coming home
wipe your eyes
from the sleep you've come
come and greet the rising sun
invisible friend
made with the same pen
i think i need to show you this
the sea
the eagle
and the swamp we must crawl from
toward the ocean
forever toward the ocean
this can be
you and me
silence
tangled up in seaweed
sore eyes
can't see straight
but give it time
and the colours will arrive
in full
knee deep nearly there
frogs and eels are living there
wading wading
a beautiful chill
then we both explode with the first glimpse
of the biggest blue
this one's for YOU
x x x
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24 Apr 2008
night time creations...
can't beleive it
just finished off a beautiful cranberry coloured winter woolie to wear
but
i can't get it over my head...made the neck too tight ....eeeiiikkkk.....
what a let down
so i tried to find the thread that would release the valve
only to cut a very important one that is very needed for the collar to stay a collar
mmm....
unraveling oh the undoing
back to the drawing board
well it's not that cold yet anyway
there's still time to fix
x x x
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23 Apr 2008
a forgotten note found....
there's lots of things to help you to disappear here like;
i think the crows would peck out your eyes
the mosquitoes would drain you of blood
the turkeys would begin at your toes
the bull ants would take their revenge
the neighbors dog would savage your heart
the kookaburras would have a good laugh
the sun would strip my skin
the ocean would devour my remains in one big wave
and my bones would be used to tie up the mermaids hair
nothing wasted you see
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22 Apr 2008
filling the net
and i heard you say these words before bed
make this record like your life depended on it
which it always does, doesn't it?
but i like the the heat turning up
and the crunch is drawing closer with every day
and the more friction the better the diamond
so we gathered bugs and butterflies over the weekend with timmy
two
have got great potential
so today i'ii colour in more of their wings and count their legs
and give them flight
all tracks are getting laid out before me
and a few even got played to our friends over the w/end
which gave them life and promise
acid test
haven't played anything to anyone
well i did once and wanted to bin it all and begin again
got to be very careful in it's infancy when the paint is still wet
now i've got way more than i need for an album
so begins the cull
not every animal can ride the ark
i think it will have it's own way to guide what goes on and what doesn't
need a few more fingers to play on it
then she'll be cast out to sea with all the other fish
and hopefully float awhile
and find home
got to pick my sister up from the airport first though....
x x x
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18 Apr 2008
got the net ready....
really happy that timmy is coming down from brissy today
to do some writing together for my new chapter
we've been keeping in touch musically since 1992
and it's always a huge delight for me to collaborate
with someone who knows me so well
the unsaid is gold in writing
we walk into the studio armed only with
a tin guitar and a blank page
and try to entice the gods to sing thru us
and sometimes you're lucky
don't matter
either way
we get to stir up the ethos
and throw paint around
always different
depending whos in the sandpit with you
i think timmy's bringing his les paul too
he feels it has a darkness
that i'ii love
i know this record seems to be taking along time
but we have to write some little black dots also
and then join them together with the right players
but
sometimes life seems to dictate directions in other ways
like you've got every intension of riding the pony this week
but you get the flu
and only frogs come out of my throat
as my mother would say
'all good things take time'
and then another guy said to me at the airport on route to Laos
' the slower you go the sooner you arrive'
what about that other pearler....' failure brings you closer to the TRUTH'
just different truths i think...like the view form the pinicle and the people you meet up
there are going to be very different from those in the valley at that time...
god now you've got me remembering all those superstitious sayings from my mother and hers ...and i recall asking her when i was a teenager after putting my shoes on the table or stirirng with a knife and having her freak out for the upteenth time...
'is there anything good that ever comes from doing an action or is it all bad?'
well i must away
and clean up the studio for our weekend of catching butterflies
i'ii report back
if we catch anything weird and wonderful
much love to you
x x x
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17 Apr 2008
pierre et gilles
had these amazing dreams
where i was some poor mexican girl
and i kept walking into
beautiful scenes that were like
pierre et gilles sets
in the middle of a huge city built on slums
i'm on my bicycle and then
standing inside this scene
in the middle of heat and dirt
beside two gay boys
posing beside their motor
which is covered in snow and there's antelope nearby
antlers covered in white
it's just one big beautiful white xmas scene from the back of a chocolate box
then i'm seated at the edge of the stage
and i'm still that cinderella character
and the lights go up and the veil surrounds me with white silvery light
and there i am dressed in this elaborate gold paper gown
with a gold terara of course
and the veil wraps me into their world
so i dissapear from the slums
you know
a few years ago
when i was living in miami
and making the album suburban opera with uncle des
we were one minute in abbey road studios london mixing the album
the next we were on a plane bound for paris
and a taxi ride later
we were all seated around the kitchen table
with pierre et giles
and what a kitchen
straight out of one of their wonderland postcards..
we discussed my new album cover and locked in the dates and ideas
it was going to be a suburban scene with much fantasy as they could lather
they were gentle souls and spoke very little english
took us into their studio below the house
and revealed all there trickery
i'd always loved the nina hagen shot they did as betty page clad in black tied to the kitchen chair
oh those were the days
that record never did hit the shelves
so therefore
it' needed not a artful cover
but it was a great adventure of possiblity and dream
but i think our wedding was even better
see you on the next ring
love and rain clouds
xxx
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15 Apr 2008
impromptu...
i feel more like chopin today
than george sands aka aurora
the weakling
the insipid pale writer than can't even lift his quill
even her conversation was too much weight to bare
full of unnecessary questions and boxing gloves
sweat made little droplets under my three layers of shirts
way too much for this part of the world at this time of year
but
with all defences down
she rearranged her legs ( how did i know this from the phone? )
and swallowed more air than usual
and then told me her life story
tragic and full of woe
and yet she held it so close like a prize
i smelt her miracle and let it go
congradulated her on still being alive
and felt my small thing of todays flu
so trivial such an egg cup,a thimble in comparison
and yet
how this took second place to her musical achievements
her greatness and dexderity as a gifted player
her fulfillment as a mother of many
and yet her biggest passion arose when delivering
the 'tragic story of'
i guess we are what we mostly choose to feed
and with this
i saw myself
more and more like the herioc george sands
sweeping chopin off his feet
throwing all the windows open to the cold fresh winds blowing
and grabbing his hand and dragging him off to the cliffs
the wild seas below
riding our horses so fast
we became the wind
and there i forgot my pain body
saddle me my horse
i'ii be gone
love to george
xxx
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12 Apr 2008
sneeze splutter cough groan...
Current mood: chill
the benefits of a cold
more time to take in a good book
more chance to see that rare bird pay a visit
more time to reflect on life albeit seeing through a thick cloud of fog low lying over your brow...now how can that be constructive....
more chance to write to YOU and tell you of tiny little happenings that don't mean very much...
more time to say real goodbyes to good neighbours leaving the hood
i need a lay down already
no chance
no time
but it is
sunday
so
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08 Apr 2008
mmm....
today
my life looks like
the third
drawer
down
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08 Apr 2008
diving bell and the butterfly.....
oh please
if you take in one movie this year
let it be this one
it was difficult to drive through the pouring rain after
such depth
and b e a u t y
and then my darling smashing his knee so hard on the next cars bumper bar
i was jolted into the NOW ...i am your nurse ...here take these tiny pills ...
i always carry arnica 200 in my bag ....
there’s nothing i can say that will do it justice cept
artful musica poetica magnific trippy
locked
in
syndrome
but now you’ve turned into a colourful
butt erfly
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med i tate
and with my meditations
which are not as everyday as i’d like
somehow i always end up at the stairs of this temple
it has always felt like a tibetan temple
for there are many monks making their way up to the doors
saffron robes blowing past me
for so many mornings
i would nearly make it inside the room with the monks
but the film would suddenly drop short
and the i would come back to being in my room
but the last time
a monk looking very much like the dali lama reached out for my hand and walked me through the huge wooden doors to join everyone in prayer
but as i was so wide eyed and couldn’t believe i was actually making it past go
this brilliant white light blinded my vision
with emense happiness
and so i’m sorry to say
i can’t report back what it was like
except to say
i carried that light with me the rest of the day
and felt so connected with the tibetans joy and plight
and love the fact they pay me nearly daily visits
if i take the time to meditate
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06 Apr 2008
monday things....
2 knocks on the door already
and i haven’t even smelt the coffee
one from sunshine
and one from rain
one i could help
and the other no
only empathy with their plight
but
now i’m eating sunshine on this rainy morning
swallowing rainbows can prove difficult for the untrained
but you have to begin with the colours on the outer edge
and eat your way in
i’ve only managed magenta myself
but i crave lemon
practice more needed
and i’m interupted by a phone call
it’s james
we bag the new stupid soap they’ve made around these parts
and then talk art
that more positive than deconstructing a dumb show
he’s put up some beautiful charcoal drawings on his myspace
if you’re interested go to see ...james cruickshank
he’s coming over to ours to play on a track for i think he’ll feel it right
kind of that folksee trad thing that you can’t play with a finger nail
almost dylan esk you could say
anyway be great to hear his take on it
the frogs are chanting rain rain rain rain
break in the weather
the birds clear their throats
i must get back to searching for words missing in action of course
love to you and yours
x x x
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26 Mar 2008
a few good words from john....
By education most have been misled; So they believe, because they were bred.
The priest continues where the nurse began, And thus the child imposes on the man.
John Dryden
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25 Mar 2008
what does that make me now?
neighbour drops in early morning - hey did you see a bearded man round the back of your house?
me - only my husband
neighbour - well the woman from down the road has just come over to say there was a bearded guy heading up toward the bushes
me - yeah that was Si coming back from checking the surf
neighbour - oh - i think she thought he was dangerous, a homeless person even ...
me - what a joke
neighbour - she’s gone to warn the other folk down the road...
me - just as well he wasn’t wearing a backpack or he’d be a terrorist too....
Si enters the conversation ....i said hello to that woman ...just as well i wasn’t black hey !!!
neighbour - she said she was doing the neighbourhood watch thing....
me - mmm....
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the rightside has to work hard over night ....
and iv’e just watched this amazing talk by a brain scientist
http://radar.oreilly.com/archives/2008/03/jill-bolte-taylors-amazing-ted.html
i nearly didn’t for the sheer fact of her delivery
and the fact she actually holds a real brain in her gloved hands
but i perservered to an incredible journey
of a scientist reaching nirvana....
now
summery of the above
find as many things in your day to engage the right side of the brain
to help exercise the NOW pathways and get to experience more
joys in the beautiful art of dissapearing ( without having to die)
making love would be high on this list
as is painting
singing
dancing
meditating
breathing
or even writing a blog like this
especailly without spell chekc
( sorry bout that )
all of the above at once if you can manage it
YES
nirvana
is
a
promise
i guess this would be a huge revelation for the mind of a typical scientist
i would love both sides to coexist in a good way than dispising the left
that actaully brought me to your attention
and has me here in the darkened room
scrawling to you my tiny findings
that i think you may find interesting also
whilst my right side is listening to the herd of green frogs marching on the rooftop
in search of insects...
i am aware of .....the computers breathing....the rabbit repeating....the fridge purring...the time ticking....an itch being scratched....the red lights on....a yawn from a distance...wondering what day is it tomorrow ....now thinking i should go and read more of my book....tomorrow is approaching with thoughts of what string lines will fit ...the frogs sound human...china doesn’t...and i’m sorry for using up all the dots
in my collection...it’s a cave man thing ...now their wearing boots ...i must away to put on my helmet....soft as it is ....
now i’m wanting to send you love and thinking hows the best way ???
L O v E
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21 Mar 2008
how is it so ?
easter bunny
lays a chocolate egg
then we eat it
feel sick
and think of jesus
and all he sacrificed for us
how old am i ?
Currently reading :
The Book Thief (Readers Circle)
By Markus Zusak
Release date: 11 September, 2007
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17 Mar 2008
entertaining the troops
huge army base full of very young and innocent
i am in this disturbing picture but not of it
this gynormous aircraft lands whilst xraying the land and people below
everyone is on deck for it’s the arrival of some big honcho
i’m in the depths of the boat the air ship hard to say
but standing in the chorus line
somehow even though this a dream i’d felt i’d been here before
and watching all these pretty young girls not a boy in sight
getting the ship ready
for what for who
and i turn to clare and say ’ they’re all in uniform with leather caps and we are one of THEM’
the scary thing was none seemed to have any clue who they were
or more the point who they were fighting
just enjoying the show about to begin
i look up to see two very odd planes manovering to avoid a crash
this can’t come from knitting or discussing the lives of birds
did the rain beat a dark pattern whilst i was sleeping
one eye open
and one hand on my aching head
peace pleeeeeeeease
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13 Mar 2008
i dream in colour....
disturbed sleep
a chance to drink more tea
and finish that book
these hours
so dense with people’s sleep
so quiet
the damage is heard in my ears
one bat lets out an almighty scream
a blood curdling night ripping hard to believe it was animal type of thing
but probably all over a stolen fruit
and shes’ gone walkabout
not sure when she’ll return
but i go out to the ocean daily and scan the horizon for her boat
i pine for her
her ability to lose herself in even the simplicity of rearranging leaves into a sea horse
sometimes
there is a difficult space between arrivals of magic
a wait
that is
worth surrendering to
but always armed with paint and pencil
just in case
it begins
to flow
the unstoppable
rainbow
always
willing to be painted in
red and orange purple and blue
i will sing a rainbow
for YOU
love
x
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03 Mar 2008
victor
is more than a lawn mower.....
he's a brown baby grand
that's been taken in for shelter
daddy had to move to a smaller abode
so we became the proud parents of Victor today
only took seven strong men to lift him into his new home
whilst me and belinda had to look the other way
that's 70 little fingers and toes that all came away unscathed
hooray hooray
now
tomorrow
we get to take his pulse
and sus out his tone
and wonder if he'll take to his new home
the old steinway upright is so very close indeed
so they can talk late at night
and tell each other tales
of when that idiot all dressed up
tried to tackle rocmaninof
but his fingers lost their way
so the paino finished it off for him
whilst he looked on with horror and releif....
now i am dribbling
forgive me
sleep tight
x x x
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22 Feb 2008
it’s all in the fabric....
why is it
i can feel a uniform on me
as i sit in this darkened room
i can feel the starched collar
the tightness of the belt
the blue and white
is it my need to join the service
or
a memory of school uniforms worn under duress
oh but if i think back
at least i didn't have that problem of what do i wear today
no choice cept the blue kilt
the red jumper
and this very ridiculous hat
that was like an air hostess style
no bus would do it justice
and we tried throwing them under a few heavy vehicles just to make them more livable more fashionable even....
i use to regulary get a sense of wearing saffron robes when i walked bondi beach
of all places ...there i was walking along in cotton shorts and a bikini top then
suddenly i'm feeling yards of saffron cloth held up round my right shoulder
and how normal this was...
tonight was a different sensation
i'm a nurse
in a parallel universe
and i'm tending your broken nose
and you don't have the nerve to tell me how you managed it
but it's years ago
and my red cross
is weighing heavy on my heart
tonite it's too hot for anything more than your skin
sometimes to just jot things
is ok
tomorrow i will tell you
of my bearded friends findings in the garden
and how he's seen the lightness of the birds
and how he can make his fingers that nimble
and be like a hummingbird ...effortless around his fret board
as he takes on the masters challenge
i'm losing you
tweet tweet
x x x
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19 Feb 2008
eat your greens....
i'm in one room scaling up with the help of the wonderful singing master....
don grayden
and si is in the other room scaling up with johann sebastian bach
together we're oiling the wheels that so easily get rusted over
with live shows being so few and far between
i can enjoy the ambience of school time feel with scales in the air
knowing they'll have little to do with the actual songs performed on sunday
but how they keep me boyant
and even if i'm not going to do a show i can get a lot of confidence just from 20 minutes
of singing the word NAW up and down the scale with silly little songs attached to keep it interesting
i know they helped me pass my drivers license not that long ago
no i didn't score points with singing my way thru the stop sign
but it gives you courage with your words and makes me far more concious
of what i am actually wanting to express
all my friends that play instruments always shine brighter when they've done
hours of practice ...and so it was with fred astair that said he made it look that easy for the tremedous amount of practice and rehearsals he did ....
and this next gig is put on by the byron music society which is usually reserved
for the classical side of the fence so i'ii come on after si has given his best of his bach
the chaconne in d minor plus three peices that come before this masterpiece
and i'ii learn that wonderous coprus christi that feels right for such an occasion
road test of a few of the new toones and also a sprinkle of the leunig sketches and maybe even do some of the older songs in their very stripped back versions...
all this in a little church
and they offer us the ambience lacking in the dreaded pubs with burly secrurity guards
looking for trouble and the till banging around all night... i love to support my friends
but even going into these places i brace myself with ear plugs and hope for the best but i usually run out way before the second song is thru with the volume hitting my heart way too hard and the ear plugs give you this weird sense of sound thats not very pleasing ...
my friends that know me don't take offence at my early departures or declines in coming ...so these little country halls and churches ( most of which are in dire need of rescuing anyway for their numbers are dwindling) offer a great alternative ...
better go and learn these new songs
love to everyone
a sensative plant
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12 Feb 2008
history is made...
oh saint kevin
you said it so well
my tears flowed from your first words
words full of respect and deep understanding
the galleries full of sorrow and yet huge hope
i never thought we'd see today
the sorry business will take some time
but you began the begin
i will never understand the longest wait to this apology
but i'm so heartened to be alive to hear it today
i don't know how many australian voices have been silenced all these years
but it was obvious in parliment today how even the most ignorant man
could be softened and included
to see both sides shake hands across a massive divide was encouraging
and i live in hope that kevin and his team can keep up the exchange
the openess and the ears
the first australians seem to have the keys
but its all about us listening to their ways
and acknowledging the differences inside their own mobs
something that's been long overlooked
Rudd has brought the rain
has brought the dignity
has said the sorry
what a great start to the year
i too am so deeply s o r r y
respect
x x x
6 Feb 2008
happy new year
happy chinese new year
the year of the lucky rat
also my sisters birthday
but she's not here to celabrate it
she's singing for god in india
being blessed by elephants
and getting blissfully lost in the masses
i sprained my ankle yesterday
hope i didn't leave the ice on too long
well that's one way to read a book
with orders of keep off it and elevation please
but i wake at 4 am
with the ping pong frog back again
haven't heard him for nearly a whole year
and a desert in my stomach
that's having a sand storm
all the pieces usually in play
are being swept up in a hurricane
as i try to sit it out and wait the full effects
apparently
virginia wolfe would do alot of her writing in the wee hours
and it is quiet
and the fact that everyones sleeping
makes me think more clearly
and the night is still all over the shapes
so without definition
im not concerned with putting things straight
the dishes piled up on the bench look like an oil painting
still in motion
i can't make out the titles of all the books that surround me
i use to only write in a journal
but now as you can see i'm drawn to this little white glowing screen
but is it because it's connected directly to YOU
why otherwise would we do these strange little meanderings
that wonder all over the page like a lost ant
mmm...
i still wrestle my songs and log them away from view
i wouldn't tell you things that you couldn't handle
imagine a bukowski blog
that would be worth waiting up for every night
'she burned holes in the couch with her cigarettes'
unlike shelley who probably would take a while to consider it
but i would hang on his every find
the most sensative plant around...
the kitchen tap is dripping in a counter rythym with the frogs outside
i'm glad i dont own a clock that's ticking way above my head
time is a funny thing
a strange little black eyed bean
two hands
got a hold on me
and never lets me go
the fridge kicks in
what a waste
a large big oversized beaste
sits patiently in the corner of the room
with only a quarter of its stomach ever full
why can't we buy fridges
that don't have freezers
for all of us that eat fresh food and never have a cause to freeze
but
you wouldn't have had the ice today to soothe your swollen ankle
now would you
i'm talking nothings
so i'ii leave you
to see if i can
see the sun
before
the trees find their colours
new moon
new year
newness
is always
near
l o v e
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02 Feb 2008
for jackie O
and it's rained all night
and it's still pouring from the heavens
and we light a candle
for a friend who's leaving
a giant musical light
that has touched so many
and i wrestle with his plight
although it's been coming
and i'm remembering
all the notes you wrote in mid air
and how you played with so much heart
on my simple toones
that made me weep
how you'd always greet me
with a kiss on the back of my hand
that forever made me blush
and how you gave
and gave
to so many souls
unfolded their wings
and blew them into the light
i send you LOVE
i send you thanks
i send you
this rain
to make a musical delight
as you wait
i send you
PEACE
beautiful musical giant
x x x
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28 Jan 2008
brother sun
what dreams to you bring me today dear heart?
none that i can recall captain
i must've been too busy with the sails and rigging
i slept deeply knowing the ship was on track
we are in for more weather
and there is ice to get around
then we can dream of other things
of whether pigs have wings
the sun has already stolen the night
or does the sun constantly chase the moon round the ends of the earth
never ever reaching her
only to touch her long strands of golden hair
but thank god they remain in love
for we are better off
with sun and moon in separate skies
than have them both at once
studio calls today
i will ready my net
love
x
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27 Jan 2008
no matter what....
it's just a statue
of another buddha
an artists interpretation
but somehow
he's helping me out
i don't want to project to expect
i know not what you have behind your bak=ck
i choose the left hand
i want your surprise no matter how it comes
how my war torn family has taught me to ready myself
for the ring
even with a new opponent
i wait for the bell with mouth guard and gloves
but
now i am joined to you
a man so quiet and gracious
our gold rings
are a constant reminder
of my innocents
and the buddha
a beautiful gift
shines out form the slimy pond
and tells me to be still
no matter if they throw their bombs
remain constant
stillness
no expectation
compassion
oh yes
and big dollops of gratitude
how
much energy does it take to shut down
to lock all the hatches and bury your incredulous laughter
too much captain
here have what's left of me
let's pull up anchor and sail to another shore
i am at last ready
love from a married woman
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26 Jan 2008
don’t ask me why ....
hello little garden all sparkling bright
glistening breathing in and out
a far cry from the streets of the cross
but i did spy the invisable birds this morning way before the sun hit the streets
but so pleased to say hello to the pink frangipani the tiny wee green frog
resting on a leaf
i tip out the mosquito lava that are nearly ripe
sorry guys but hey ...what's the point ...oh tell me please how do you fit into the food chain??
putting the furniture back into a livable place
catching up with my friends next door
barrating myself for losing myself at the sight of his story passing me a hand grenade
when it was this time a flower....tricked again...
oh dog so silent at our feet
what do you sense
why the howling
who's there
throw me a bone ...and i thro you one ....
ahhh the air so fresh and full of positive ....rainbows
counting all the kisses they left on the couch
swept up all their powdered footprints covered in confettii
gold ribbons
soft pink silk pillow slips
(try saying that even at a normal pace )
i think i must be ready for bed
does it sound strange
the violins drag me to my rest
don't even have the energy to draw a bath
clare de lune
breaks whats left of my heart
and i've tried to cry for the past few days
but for no apparent reason
i sat in school at a small age and softly cried one morning
only to have the teacher question why
and with so much concern ask me to leave the classroom
i had no idea why
i felt empty
but pushed to explain
what is just a beautiful chance to make it rain
and with the salty tears that fell apon my pencil sprout tiny leaves and wind it's healthy branches around my chest until i was completely camoflaged until a bird flew to nest inside my heart and there his fragile heartbeat joined mine and then i remembered
why
i cried
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24 Jan 2008
bjork to nolan to newsome
transfixed
by a man who knows our land
sydney nolan
such brave bold strokes
i love his
antartica
i think he got his hands wet and cold painting this one
i could hear the wind blowing through the rigging
i couldn't move
didn't want to leave this white on blue
the light on the mountain tops
how did he get it so right
the lion was next to the wall on the right
but i couldn't take it all in
not yet
from such pristine to such hot african orange
bjork
bounced around like a golden butterfly on a wire
her voice above her ready made factory
thankgod for her WILD
but i craved just a little more intamacy that i've come close to her in the headphones
but this was festive rock with fireworks to mark the finale
on her declaration of independance
she mentioned being gate crashed by the biggest moon
but then to also be dwarfed by the biggest shell and then a monster barge was guided in with tugs and decided to join in on her chorus
very ...bjork ...maybe even on cue?
tonight we say goodbye to sydney with
joanna newsome surrounded by the sydney strings
ahh gotta love what the city has on offer but
i still find myself
searching the skies for birds
back
soon
to a sandpit that is calling hard
can't wait to push the paint round the canvas and delight in what sticks
what?
can taste it
have nearly got it brewed
love to you
x x x
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overentertained.....
legs feel different in the city
obviously we must use different muscles on these hard surfaces
i forgot how many people there were in the world
alot
and how much food is needed
incredible
and how we have a love to live so close together
and yet it can make for bitter air
i feel the speed of going nowhere
the red light is a welcome sight
the huge piles of things going out at half price
if everything that didn't get bought goes back into our hands like plastercine
and moulded again into something new for you
if that empty house could be filled with this beautiful man that sleeps
in a box just below it's window
would that make more sense
off to my old stomp this morning
just to read her waves
and check in with a dear ol'friend
who's turning 68
the internet is on the blink but that's a good thing me thinks today
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16 Jan 2008
trying to keep my oils wheeled
whilst i'm away from song
trying to keep the gods happy
without sacrificing my neighbours daughter
trying to see humour
in everything
( that's tricky sometimes....
whilst watching sweet little green frog ...snake swallows ...your GONE )
trying to keep calm
whilst removing my training wheels
trying to keep distance from my own body
whilst she demonstates pain of being a woman
trying to act normal under towers of stress
folding the washing and removing a stain from my dress
it didn't try to rain last night
it just had enough
the cactus let her blossoms go
and we we're glad you got to see them
for they dissapear with light
they didn't try
they just exploded with love
only once a year round a full moon
i try to make you happy
it's in my nature dear
but now you've all gathered
not sure if ...but now i see you're all children
and
if i show you the sercrets of the garden
you'll be entertained for years
and
if i walk you to the oceans roar
you may dissapear just just like me
trying to stop trying
is everybody here
now listen...
that's better
apregnantpause
lo v ely
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15 Jan 2008
4 pelicans 2 eagles and a crab
walking the storm beaten beach before the sun is ready
but he doesn't get much air time these days it;s the wet season
feeling foggy in the head
but pleased to meet four pelicans as i stumbled out of bed
the ocean is a strange brown and has been for days
even a cow got washed up near here
the land of extremes
rivers bursting their banks
funny to hear the farmers change tack
from praying for rain
to that's enough now...
my chatty mind is silenced when the beautiful brameny eagle flies past me
even with the obvious feathers malting
he hovers with such precision and grace
caught on the wind draft
hardly any need for flapping energy
waiting for the unsuspecting little crab to be off guard
cruel somehow i know
but
so many friends and family about to decend on us
can i be ready
too huge to contemplate right now
tend to the garden in the rain
chop the vegetables
and delight in watching my brother create a mountain out of piffitorols
dipped in chocolate and stuffed with strawberries
i will i will i will
i do i do i really will do ...
better go and make a needed coffee to get the day rolling
wish you could be here too
.
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12 Jan 2008
small acts of kindness
every time i take the bike
i take in more around me
and remember
all my weekends on horse back
with girlfriends
and the smell of pine trees as we stomped thru the fallen needles
how is it i can hear the sound of a rowing boat deep in the mountains?
there isn't any real instructions to getting married
no street map
or even a receipe book
but somehow as we stroll the streets of brisbane
in search of some threads for such a grand occasion
it's like we have 'bride and groom' written across our foreheads
for angels appeared at every corner
brian gave us free bored in his beautiful inn with champas on the ready
and directions on how to find a suit
and as we entered this huge department store 3 floors up
the thing just lept off the rack right into MY hands
give this a try ...
perfect
the search is over
the guy serving would love everyone to buy 30 at a time
just to move the glut of pin stripes on
how hard it is to find the unique in a world trying it's hardest
to make you like everybody else ...beige ...
and then
the pants being an inch too tight
we we're ushered across the mall to an old time taylor
who had them chalked and measured in minutes flat all the time
keeping me entertained with crude jokes about chickens...
'come back in 20 minutes'
so hard to believe this was all at your service
amazing
and so generous in spirit and humour more the point
maybe we've been over cooked here in such a tourist town called byron
and the locals are overlooked
and have to travel 40 mins to buy a button ...
brisbane is like a warmer younger melbourne
adulecent and gangley and still somewhat innocent
was that our honey moon ?
i do believe when you're in the right place with the right people doing the right thing
magic happens and the river flows so well and happy
and things that were blocking it''s path before are dissolved
yes... it's taxing on the nervous system
i've had plenty of sleepless nights worrying over food and clean cupboards
and somewhere the organization can be more consuming than the biggest gig you'll ever know
but then a light goes on
it doesn't matter if the garden is overgrown and the under eves are shabby and the wet season is relentless and the food is ...will the people all fit in our tiny house ...
that's so irrelevent
i'm so happy to be doing this old old ritual with someone who is soooo dear to me
who is such a rare find ..
that's all that matters ...
and to share this day with our friends and family
will be (regardless of how much mud we're in)
a day to remember
x x x
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07 Jan 2008
the weather man...
steam
mud
mold
mushrooms
even ones that glow in the dark
shy rabbits
only spied cause of bicycle rides
and weather predictions look grim
if your learning to swim
but i love seeing thunder clouds painted like a child
some grey haired man sits behind his desk everyday
drawing in the sun and rain
for the serious news reports
he wears a suit and tie
and talks in a deep slow voice
he's highly intellegent
and could read the news on telly if ever given the chance
but he's licked his pencils for years now
and does the best clouds with a little sun poking out
his children are convinced he's God
making gigantic claims that usually come true
'take your brollie today kids were in for a storm'
but i could enjoy his job
or even to be seated beside him
80% humidity
UV extreme
my dad would do his daily tap of the wall barometer
and make little words to himself
he taught me how to read the weather map as a child
i found it facinating
i must see if i can find a barometer for our wall
i'd like to tap it too
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03 Jan 2008
easterly front followed by more....
rain
seven days
and seven nights
we should've guessed with the sudden rise in the frog population
after we'd thought the worst
for they are like the yellow canary's of the land
trenches being dug to help the flood flow back to the sea
and strange to think
that just down the road some
the ground is hard and thirsty
and big old trees are giving way with drought
my aunty down in victoria
tells me there a hole in her front yard
the size of a grave
from the earth giving up it's moisture
and the black cockatoos are awkward in this wind
as they take refuge in the massive pine behind the house
the ocean is heaving her breath with more and more gusto
we could get lost in the weather couldn't we
in fact people can write whole albums about it
poets are always referring to it
oh give me a life
were i am only to report the tides and tempetures
and paint little pictures beside
and wrestle my small boat
and study the wind
and discover new shores
for you and me
love
and back to the dentist i go yippee....
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30 Dec 2007
all at sea...
woodford 2007
a great commune of music
and we took in the greatest smorgasboard you could call up for one meal
from all over the world
gypsy violinist that made me weep
to amazing flamenco dancers...
mud sliding between tents
and then the sun would come out and bake you dry
by the time you hit the pillow you were full from every country bloated on stimuli which made for very colourful dreams
yes it's a marathon
and you need camping skills to make it easier
and yes i did miss my salads and my flat bed
but it was strange to pack up and leave her too
even if you couldn't communicate to your japanese neighbours
you formed a bond that was forged from a commmon goal
MUSIC
back at home now
and the gods are turning on the rain and wind
for a new years eve
but i kinda like the tropical storms
reminds me of my days in cairns
and india
have a happy new year dear friends
love
x x x
26 Dec 2007
before a duck
so this is christmas...
and i'm really enjoying the gentle rain
although we've been advised to buy welly's
for our treck to woodford
and umbrellas and raincoats...sounds good doesn;t it?
so tomorrow we'll be guests at the premier of the krinkle theatre
puppet show that have built a story aound Leunig's work using
our music from 'billy the rabbit' ...
it's called 'before a duck' staged at the empire theatre at woodford...
then they tour the country...
anyway we're really excited to see their show tomorrow
so for those that are on their way to w'ford it will be staged
for the next 3 or 4 nights ..
'Before a duck'
7 pm empire venue
so see you there
and a happy and safe new year to you
love from me
x x x
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22 Dec 2007
great scott ....great aunt....
my sister just rang to announce the birth
of my nephews first child
a baby boy
not yet named
3 days early
and
the rest i do not know yet
that'
s
a beautiful
xmas
gift
to us
lo
ve
and
li t t le fingers bless....
i'm riding with santa tomorrow night
can't wait to see the stars
LOVE to everyone
g y a n was h e r e
x x x x
Currently listening :
ILLINOIS
By SUFJAN STEVENS
Release date: 22 November, 2005
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13 Dec 2007
twinkle twinkle ...
little star
here i sit
insomnia
the clock says 5:07am
and the rain has begun again
which is comforting to a sleepless girl
all colours fused to black
all thoughts overthought
future becomes larger than needed
as all the troops zero in on if's but's and maybe's
funny how when you're sleep deprived
the mind is swamped with monsters and scary thoughts
rather than blissful memories of days gone by
or sweet things that may be on the cards for tomorrows
sleep
what a weird thing we do
we race around all day riding bikes and making promises
paying bills and casting lines
and then round a certain hour
something says ok ...lets lay down here and close our eyes for eight hours...
nothing spoken
no dishes created
all phones cease
all animals creep
and we breathe a deeper breath
and we even dream far greater feats than is humanly possible
either laying alone or in the arms of another sleeping giant
then
at another certain hour
we wake
(kookaburras break the dawn as i write this....)
either on the right or wrong side of the bed
yawn
splash water on our eyes
and say 'hello'
take a bitter brew called caffine
and pedal on to another beautiful day of good intensions
stepping over snakes
and juggeling emotions ...mine and yours
but is it our little nitely rehearsals for our coming deaths
for if it is there is nothing to fear right?
i remember writing in my journal once
that, 'sex is a nice place to dissapear without having to die'
and then there's sleep
but the moment before the world wakes
before the spell is broken
when the the sun is bearly raising his bald head over the grocery store
we can give thanks for such deep beauty
and the paint is poured again so effortlessly
over the canvas
and all is given back her colours
but after rain
all the more vividly and profound
first light
a welcome sight
thoughts begin to receed
like a turning tide that must retreat with the moons pull
and people start to dream faster just before they wake
and the birds have the first bite all to themselves
and the frogs find positions
away from the snakes
and i find my rational brain and look for my thongs
time for a walk before all has regained conciousness
umbrella is lost for the hundreth time
i'd call my dog over to join me if i had one
good morning sweet world of loveliness
how do you do ?
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even a curtsy....
a simple goodbye would suffice
but tonight
after leaving a very nice bunch of people
at a xmas party in the bush
it seemed i struck a football team
with farewells squeezing the life out of my right hand
not just one person
but the next three people
all felt compelled to wring my hand in theirs until
all my knuckles met each other from left to right
i fear i'm turning very soft in my age
more like a wet chopin everyday
not quite as pale
but maybe more a bronte sister in spirit..
i leave what was a beautiful catch up with some very creative souls
searching for my nurse
and having no feeling in my hand
as i try to draw a bath
but alas
the guests have used all the hot water
so now i'm seeking solace through this little screen
to you
and sipping a camomile brew
that will hopefully make an easier dissapearance tonight
when i hit the pillow
i promise to tell you of dress ups with the girls soon
it was far more pleasurable
and shocking too
nyte nyte
x x x
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10 Dec 2007
am i ready for the mountain life....
just got back from the never never and the promised land
i kid you not...
only four hours south of cheeky monkeys
lies a land forgotten
we played in our friends tiny music shop in the main street
last night ...with a room full of big ears and open hearts
i love this house gig thing
it makes alot more possible what we're trying to achieve
with out wrestling sound guys and beer sales and hub bub
intimate and almost alikened to what we experinced whilst in ireland
very attentive music loving folks...
then next morning got a chance just before it started to rain
to lie in a crystal clear river with the rapids at our backs
and soak in the soft surrounds and birdlife before taking the highway home
i'm sure these little gigs exist all over the country
i'm looking forward to seeking them out
to play the new material
and eat with the locals
love to all those sweet listeners from bellingen
hope to do it again soon
thanks to vic and katie for your love and care
nytey nyte
x x x
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05 Dec 2007
she blushed...
and i woke with emabarrasment
in fact i was overheard by my dearest
saying "i'm so embarrased i'm so embarrased'
i was seated before a black concert grand
the theatre was bursting with people
and i was to play new material
that was written on a cardboard scroll
you know the types you post rolled up posters in
i could hardly make out my own writing
and the chords
i kept stopping and excusing myself for the mistakes
murray burns was there beside me as my page turner
( as if i needed one )
and then a huge pillow kept falling ontop of my head
and after i'd wrestled that one and threw it overboard
i then had to keep plodding through the set list
with huge horror and how can this be
ahh
but alas
it was only a dream ...
phew
now what it all means
i think little kiddies ....the moral of this story is to
make sure you're well pracitsed before your performance
and have your shit together right?
everyone is getting sick around me with yet another flu like strange thing
that i could well do without
andragraphis and vitamin c
positve thinking and doe ray me
love to all you dreamers
maybe it was telling me to try a pianolla as an accompanist
which would be great for the terrified pianist who never had enough lessons
no one would know
would they ???
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03 Dec 2007
the wedding singer...
the bride
asked me to sing for her
but i tried to convince her that wasn't really me...
when all were gathered
way beyond the vows
rings were becoming heavy
and the rice swept away
we took to the stage
but quieter than usual
so as not to interupt their celebration
their loud squeals
of throwing grandchildren into the air
we began
my first for that time of the wedding
and i felt strange
a silent movie ran beside me
i sought solace from the distant stain glass windows
heralding the last glimpse of the setting sun
the last glimpse of a world more closer to mine
as the nite locked the doors on a set that was
sung by the invisible bird
i found it difficult to find any open ness
cept for the blonde boy that was the angel on my left side
stood all blue eyed and danced in the places only he could
from waiting woman to dead bunnies to flowers for the enemy
i sang into solid air
and then folded myself into my suitcase
and packed away all things marking us there
and dissapeared to a friends converted church
full of surprise party
and freshly painted pelicans
and conversations with hundreds and thousands
did i just do that
what was that i just did ?
but i know you'd notice
if it wasn't there
wouldn't YOU ....
Currently watching :
Jane Eyre (Masterpiece Theatre, 2006)
Release date: 20 February, 2007
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27 Nov 2007
have we got the time...
if i could sit
and draw around the smallest bird
most mornings and have the time to record it's
songs and movements wihout any need to other chores
if we didn't have to serve a large debt
if we could be free to only be
the artists we are
i could give you
my findings for your birthdays
and you could give me yours
now is more nessasary with so much beauty dissapearing
the rareity of the oversized butterfly that entered our garden
was noticed only by me
but at least i told you
the smallest green frog that has now made a friend that sit
on the back of the tallest water lilly all day
awaiting night fall to sing and swim
the four large green buds
that grow like horns on the out of place cactus plant
that will wait till full moon to explode their delicate perfume
held open for one day only
the bee eater that feeds on the wing
his torquise wings fan out above me and then with such precision
twists a turn that radiates a warm gold
with a tear drop left trailing on his tail feather
a nest i found in evans head
blown down from the biggest tree by the river
now sits proudly on our loungeroom floor
i'm constantly reminded how beautiful the owners engineering is
and how these tiny sticks and wires are held together with only
good intent
now it houses one of my hand made animals
x x x
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24 Nov 2007
great hopes...
woke up happy
there is hope
big squeeze to everyone that made/makes a difference
you're all invited over to ours for some devonshire tea
with coffee of course
LOVE and LITTLE BIRDS
xxx
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23 Nov 2007
how to wake up happy tomorrow....
vote green
vote labor
vote
and
with your precious vote
you can at last
make a difference
a change
save the planet
save a tree
save us
from this eternal monotony
x x x
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how to make pesto ...
take a bunch of the freshest basil
feel the leaves and go for the bunch that has the youngest softest leaves
a handful of golden pine nuts
a couple of tablespoons of your favorite parmesan cheese
a dash of virgin olive oil
one clove of garlic
salt and pepper to taste
select only the leaves from the basil bush
making sure you don't use any of the stalks they give a more bitter flavour
then slightly roast your pine nuts over a gently heat ...watch out so easy to burn
grate your cheese thru the tiny holes
and push your glarlic thru a crusher so it's more easily dispersed
put a large saucepan of water on and bring to boil
pinch of salt in the water
place basil and cheese and garlic salt and pepper pine nuts and olive oil into
your kitchen wizz
but before you hit the spin button
get your spagg happening so it's nearly cooked
then as it's minutes away start creaming your pesto mix
and a great tip is to add a very small amount of the pasta water
use a soup ladel to retrieve some
it helps to make it light and creamy
strain off the pasta water
and rinse quickly with cold water
share out evenly with your family
and dollop on the green magic
a healthy handful of fresh rocket on the side is the best
with a glass of red
bon appetite
xxx
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22 Nov 2007
a few days ...
get back into the studio
the coast is clear of other peoples sounds for a minute
so i can remember where i left my toys
and see if they're still talkin to me...
got alot of string lines to invent and musta
i wish david campbell was here for his help...
and the other few hours will be spent
on my knees in prayer position
praying for a change in govt.
for the way these bastards are playing it
i think we'll need every last little bit of hope and faith...
i am optimistically on the ready with a bottle of bubbly
but my friends are being more cautious...
lets talk tomorrow when we can hopefully celabrate the new tribe...
love and thunder
x x x
Currently listening :
Shine
By Joni Mitchell
Release date: 25 September, 2007
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18 Nov 2007
santas knee...
Current mood: radiohead in rainbows
deAr SAnTa
i wOuld liKe To hOld my new album in mY haNd this christmas
and have the jOy of her finished aftEr all tHis time Of cOnTemPlating...
i prOmise yOu the first cOpy
lOve
frOm
me
oh
and a change of goverment
pleeeeeeeeeease.....x
14 Nov 2007
before the world was made....
woke at 4.30 am
before the kookaburras broke the dawn
but there was light already
better to get up than wrestle this big head
so
down the beach
the yellow honey eaters beat me to it
something so special about this hour
you can actually find silence
i tried to find the words to a missing verse
went the whole length of the beach
and no gems were bestowed
no gold
only shells and pelicans with their eyes still closed under wing
inspiration is such a momentry thing
the tap is never on for longer than to tease me
with a beginning and then you're left there
fosiking amongst the shag pile searching for a rhyme
for the eveidence to continue this story on
but it came to me with no mind
how can i tell it to take a lunch break while i sneak a peek at the following lines
cast my net
over your funny head
and bring you up from the depths
for all to stare
yes i know
it's a difficult thing to swallow
and there's parts that have never been exposed
but we'll only let them in to what you can allow
and save you're electric blues and reds
for when we are alone in bed
i promise you this
free to roam
free to sing
free
to
be
me
love
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12 Nov 2007
sun through rain....
great big sunny day
after seven long grey days of rain
you can actually see the plants growing today
how green is your valley...
very ...
and i've woken with that overwhelming feeling
after dreaming of green tree frogs
of so many things needing doing but don't know which to begin
perhaps
start with the song needing lyrics first
then from there ...
strange thing
just intrerupted by the horrorific cries of a green tree frog in distress
i ran out to see what was attacking it
and a young kurrowong flew off with my entrance
so maybe the dream was connected
today i saved a frog....from a big birds dinner ...
hooray
love to everyone
x x x
Currently listening :
Sex
By The Necks
Release date: 18 July, 1995
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04 Nov 2007
asleep awake...
i actually felt my face turn into a smile whilst dreaming
i saw these two children come out of the shadows and made a big grin
enough to wake me and feel the expression still with me
who were they?
then i woke again but this time they were real
4 black cockatoos landing on a very small bird bath
they've moved into the neighbourhood
everything is here
the plentiful banksia
and my constant attention to the bird bath being replemished
summer is hissing
and it's only nov...
my sister is coming up to stay
she's lovelly
x x x
Currently listening :
Master and Everyone
By Bonnie ’Prince’ Billy
Release date: 28 January, 2003
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03 Nov 2007
a humble tendril...
home again
songs all blown up into bubbles of hope
floated out into the night
above the heads of all that dared
come out and shared all the light and dark
and lines travelled across the stage
creating shapes around those words
leaves and petals covered his nose
trousers dicovered and blown away for autumn came
and we tip toed through daffodils
and buried our favorite bunny
and thought about our precious vote
and cried over the mothers plight
and then rested for awhile
only to strike it up again the following night
a different air was about
a more sensative smile came out
and i hate to say goodbye to billy
but maybe we'll play again together some other day
i'm drawing me a bath
and a home cooked dinner
and i'm drawing a huge heart of thanks
to give to those that came out these last two nights at the judith wright
bless
x x x
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31 Oct 2007
handmade things...
it's thursday afternoon
after rehearsals for the weekend shows in brissy
and i'm nursing a stomach ache
nerves ?
maybe ?
and the storm clouds are building for another showing
and everything is growing before our eyes
bill callahan is playing up the hill tonight
with strings
three violins
wrapping round the man with the deepest voice
whale talking
and we'll pack the cars tomorrow for brisvegas is calling
michael will already be there
with stories from veitnam
talk soon
bless
x x x
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28 Oct 2007
we made it...
just in time to set up and plug in
and what with daylight savings only coming into play
of course most people hadn't pushed their clocks right
so we settled into to a beautiful gig in a
beautiful venue in a
beautiful town called
bellingen
how did i ever miss you
nural pathway was geared to the pacific highway
thanks to those souls who braved the storms
and helped make the night so intimately sweet
nice to try out some new toones with you too
bless
xxx
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27 Oct 2007
mercury retrograde
it's true what they say
things break down round this phenominum
just about to drive south to do a gig in bellingen
and the car which has never expressed sickness before
has decided to play dead
waiting for the NRMA to take it's pulse
meanwhile lining up a friends car to take us in case...
went to my friends art opening friday night
and at exactly 6pm the heavens opened
and we were wading across the main drag to reach the gallery doors
flash flooding
water lapping at the entrance
i did the next 2 hours in wet pants
rolled up to knickerbockers
nice look ...not...
no red dots cause the only people brave enough to weather such a storm we're the artists the good folks with the check books stayed all cosy and dry ...sad really ...
anyway just another chapter in the mercury retro grade saga
tell me if it's having effects on you too
love and waiting
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full moon where?
somehow with all these rain clouds
we missed her rise to fame
but today i can feel her effects
friends drop round
to mint and lemon drink
lazy day spent on the verandah
didn't even get to open the paper
now thats nice
the world is still round
love and bicycles
clocks go forward
early rise for a gig southbound
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24 Oct 2007
a spark is all we need...
my sister was sitting with a bearded one from india the other day
and he told her many things but one that really resenated was
that the human mind is 95% full of doubt
i'm going to try to pursue the tiny 5 %
that can sometimes get lost amongst all that grey matter
so we happily get lost in the sandpit of creativity
and then along comes the 95% in a shiny new car all full of itself
and casts a big shadow over your work
but not this time cause i've made a little draw brigde
on my sandcastle
and have got a great view of when he's coming
i actually had a dream last night of having a conversation with john howard
hard to believe i know
not anyone i would prefer to sit down at a bar with
but i had to be nice even though
any way i told him if he wanted to win this electionbr>that he had to be HONEST and actually have a VISION
i can't make out all the details damit
but as if right???
i think i'ii have to curb my attention on this dumb race
i'm still angry at the 34 billion found down the back of their piano ....
going up to brisbane today to rehearse in a drummer (john parker) for the coming shows at the judy ( judith wright centre) god it's been a while since we've all played with Billy... i'm really looking foreward to letting him out of the hutch
oh and bring ing him back to life first of course ...
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22 Oct 2007
keep the red button on ....
how to record wildlife?
just keep the tape rolling
the black cockatoos screaming above
but we had the unfortune of the wind in the microphone
and such a rare thing to have these beauties in the garden
and then wouldn't you know it
you think ok that's enough turn it off
and then the kookaburras decide to go off big time
but all is not lost
we'll be able to sift thru and obtain enough bird song
for the experiment of putting a sound track to a narration
to this little book i've written with a dearest friend of mine
not sure if the narration will work as yet still at the beginning stages of editing
but yesterday michelle my collaborator suggested a MUCH better idea for the cover
which has been and ongoing puzzle but now it's so perfect ...
both happy
we're only a wee way from pressing the green button and printing her
which is sooooooooo exciting
so then i can tell more
for i have inherited a slight superstitious bent thankyou mother dearest
and it's best not to speak too much about your ideas until they are more realised
but i can say it's a wacky book with amazing drawings about extinction
and a percentage of our proceeds will be going to the saving of the tassie devil
anyway i've said too much already
hope you're goodly
got to get my tonsils oiled for the coming shows
haven't been going there with the flu and all
but got to break the ice today
talk soon
with love
x x x
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20 Oct 2007
god meets skippy
Current mood: amused
two dogs and a kangaroo
we all traveled together slept in the same bed even
there was a herd of people gathered down the slope of this mountain
and this feeling in my forehead of being totally high
there was this guy who seemed "to know"
had his eye on me
and showed me better ways of eating and meditating
and how to leave me ex ?
suddenly i was their leader
through enlightened practice i was suddenly more attrative
to man and beast
i know my costume changed into something more showtime
but i was her and a witiness at the same time like i seem to perfect in most of my dreams
i was more interested in having a kangaroo as a friend than leading the people
i wish i could bring back these dreams more sensibly
but just as i collect one peice the next is lost or more unbelievable
and this was so epic reduced to a couple of A4 s and the weakness of my words
and the message is ?
well maybe in a nutshell;
- watch what i eat
- do more meditation
- go for that bush walk
- send my ex my love
- and try to stop the dog next door from barking
any other ideas
you really had to be there i know ...
hope you're all well
love from me getting better faster now
x x x
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17 Oct 2007
sniff cough sneeeeeeze...........
got a little
head cold
write to me
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15 Oct 2007
touch wood
walking early
just after sunrise
only me
for awhile
and i'm counting crows
forget what comes after 6
something about secrets
and burning in hell i'm sure
and i grew up with a very superstitious mother
well she was english and that's the home of witchcraft right...
but i remember asking her as a child
is there any spell that makes for a good outcome ?
after being told for years
don't stir with a knife you'll stir in strife
don't put your shoes on the table it will draw in bad luck
don't open umbrellas inside ...
don't walk on the cracks
don't walk under ladders
there were many more but all would herald disaster and tragedy
sometimes i find myself
walking under ladders
it takes great courage
but i have to
mmm...the mind is soooooooooooooooo strong
but then i always kiss the cheek of the aeroplane before stepping into her stomach
don't you?
x x x
10 Oct 2007
rainbow music
heard the new one from radiohead last night
it's their most spontanious
good so far
more
ears
tonight
bless em
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09 Oct 2007
say goodbye...
Current mood: crushed
and i was traveling in the back of an open truck
and there were crowds behind and traffic
but there were an abundance of these clay made
colourful dogs running behind the truck
coming out from everywhere
blue and orange and yellow dogs
then one dog formed wings and took to the skies
then there were zebras
and rhino
i wanted him to sprout wings too
someone asked me to say goodbye to the prince and princess
i struggled to locate them in the crowds behind
but did
they'd been seperated
i waved first finding her eyes
and then his
she was wearing a beautiful sari in deep red
and he was in a deep purple indian suit
everyone was running to where
from what
(scenes of burma on the telly before bed time ...terrible tragic scenes of torture)
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07 Oct 2007
black cockatoos
their screams are like babies
but their massive wings
flap like giant kites
looking for the right banksia to land in
i'm transfixed
when they appear
which isn't often
but makes me think it must be getting very barren out west
to come into the coastal trees for food
but i feel lucky to watch two
take graceful bows
above me into the tallest trees
and then with one easy blow
they slice through the tough branch
like it was cheese
holding the banksia in one claw
and devouring it's flower for breakfast
they squeal to each other
and then lift off
their big black wings to find another
kind of with the flap of a butterfly
now what do you call a flock of black cockatoos?
a murder of crows
a parliment of owls
and a ???
ps the album is coming along nicely for those that are waiting ...
we're trying to make it one painting ...getting there..xxx
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24 Sep 2007
snakes
i know you think i'm living in the amazon or somewhere near there
for my latest wildlife sighting was on our way out the drive way last night
this thing fell out of the trees
two huge pythons writhing and wrestling
they didn't seem to mind the headlights
they went on like this for hours
winding around each other raising their heads in unison to the stars
then falling back to the earth
they had such a squeeze on each other
i could see their cheeks swell with puff
and hear their tiny breathes of struggle
they filled my dreams with pregnancy and my lack of child
but i still can't say whether they were fighting or fucking ?
i woke early and went to see if they were still going
but no
far away
up a tree somewhere
nicely
exhausted
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23 Sep 2007
not a mockingbird...
and then today
whlist watching from inside
i spied a magpie
miles from where we found this nest
fly down to where the nest was sitting
on the back veranda
and then it looked at it sideways
then jumped in
and grabbed a large mouthful of the soft straw
and flew up to where it was making it's own
that was a wonderous sight to see
x x x
Currently listening :
Smokey Rolls Down Thunder Canyon
By Devendra Banhart
Release date: 25 September, 2007
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22 Sep 2007
a whole world in my hands....
came across a birds nest today
by the banks of the river
and i was blown away by it's size
and handwork
did one small bird do all this mastery ?
layers of softness surrounded
by pieces of metal
wire coat hangers
and green plastic bin ties
holding in these tiny precious eggs
must've been a magpie's
and now the babies have all flown
and the winds have taken all evidence away
the nest rests with me
and i smile everytime i walk by
amazed
no nails
no glue
no stitches
no buttons
just placed with all the right intension and goodness of a mother
bless
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18 Sep 2007
words before the ball...
and even if it's sunday
may i be wrong
for whenever men are right
they are not young
new record coming soon ....x
Currently reading :
The Catcher in the Rye
By J.D. Salinger
Release date: 1966
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17 Sep 2007
asleep eyes open
terrible dreams
of friends making a date to kill themselves
disturbed sleeps
from over taxing mind
that is working against me
"if i could only change their uniforms
they'd be soldiers of creativity
working on my side" ....
and a bigger voice holds me by the scruff of the neck
as i make my way for another cup of camomile
and it says " you're going to spend the whole month worrying when
everything will turn around and you'll see what a waste of energy it was
and how many beautiful things and sounds you could've made with all that time.."
yes yes yes i hear and obey ...
got up early
and let the september winds blow right threw me
absorbing the clear waters
the flight of the eagle
and breathing out all that is not helpful
my uniform is buffed and polished
hello day
love
grateful
x x x
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15 Sep 2007
body electric
Current mood: indescribable
And the skies were torn open last night
Lightning blinded me as we clung to our pillows
Rain pelted the tin roof
And the smell of sulphur
Hung in the air
It was enough to wake any beast from his sleep
And give him life
As quick as the gods were angered
They were put back to sleep
'but it throws pretty colours on you '
today the skies are blue and the ocean crystal
and I haven't yet spoken with any other witness
but I'm sure it happened…
Currently reading :
Frankenstien
Release date: 1965
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not daring to look about me ...
Current mood: strange
Like one who, on a lonely road,
Doth walk in fear and dread,
And having once turned round, walks on,
And turns no more his head;
Because he knows a frightful fiend
Doth close behine him tread.
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09 Sep 2007
no milk and cookies
Current mood: curious
i worked so hard last night
saving two drowning men
one came to the surface as i arrived at the waters edge
he was whispering something from the depths
but i knew he was going to be ok
then i could see the second man under the water
in my minds eye
and then he came to the surface
but a light
a bright silver light shone above his crown
as if he was about to transend
but i forever the saviour
reached in and dragged him from his ectasy
straight in to cpi ( is that the term ?)
three heavy pumps to his chest
then a breather
using all my strength
going in again and again
till he coughed up an ocean and opened his eyes
i knew not who these men were
dark hair
good looking
white shirts
mid thirties
?
now i know i shouldn't drink milk before bed
i think it was me reaching for breath
allergy
perhaps
Currently reading :
Frankenstein (Penguin Classics)
By Mary Shelley
Release date: 06 May, 2003
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coming down from above...maybe
walking in the rain
do you get less wet than running
it would make sense
i loved it
anyway
tried all morning to wait for a break in the weather to see the top of the hill but....
enough to make my heart pound and then take coffee ...sunday hello
i've been asked to write make perform rearrange invent a
cabaret styled show
and as much as i know how wide the box is and i am keen to do something with this offer
i am dissapearing in the vastness of how huge the frame can be
not wanting to do anything too derivitive
i begin to see shapes and lighting before i hear songs
i can feel textures of wigs and costumes before i hear the script
i am open for suggestions
if my dear friends have any more suggestions to put in the hat ??
sleeping on it
no deadline as yet
only my album
which on the otherhand
might be the ticket
Currently listening :
Cripple Crow
By Devendra Banhart
Release date: 13 September, 2005
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08 Sep 2007
Edith
the little sparrow
flew into my heart
and was trapped in my throat
for the duration
of her huge tragic life
her whole massive
reduced to two hours and ten minutes
no regrets
no regrets
i hold her hands
and ask for more
no more
love
sorrow
love
sorrow
love
sorrow
love
free
06 Sep 2007
gagging on blood
i was trying to show you in the mirror
of these disgusting public toilets
my blood filled mouth
my lose tooth nearly out
hanging by a thread
but thankfully as you entered i woke
but of course
i had to feel if it was real
i must lose that one someday
x
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02 Sep 2007
a lightbulb over my head
Current mood: artistic
the light went on last night
a sound wave was broken
i found the key
i haven't been able to sense the missing peice for these new toones
it's not that i wish to reinvent the wheel try as you may
but not wanting to keep repeating myself
so
been scratching our heads as to HOW
and after i stumbled on something last night
of days gone by
that ignites my little heart with so much pleasure and delight
that i felt to adopt some of those ingredients
into this cake
bicycled to the main beach
early morn
a better time to see everything more clearly
flowers bursting
handsfull of jasmine
her perfume fills the house now
bless
x x x
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28 Aug 2007
mmm....spring
i'm still full of moon
and we walk the lighthouse
and thank god for my parents leaving Liverpool
although i could enjoy the scouse accent for a while...
but today
so full of spring
and that smell in the air
of sea mixed with sun
and i'm suddenly walking with my mother
in one of the crisp poplin frocks she made me
or the red and white seesucker
and little white ankle socks
and we make it to view the bay
geelong harbour
not that removed from liverpool
and she's made my brother and i salad rolls
crusty bread inside greaseproof paper
why did that feel so good to peel back that crunchy paper
all stained with beetroot
tiny moments trapped in my cells
come bubbling up with a smell
or just the way the light plays on the wildflowers
call it sentimentality
i call it LOVE
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luna luna
got there
just after
she'd shuffled her waxey feet
and built her bed so soft and white
above our heads we said 'goodnight'
and now we wait for our shadow
to pass her by
cancelling out her wide eye for a few hours
until we see red
the clouds are adding to the magic show
and so too is the sign of pisces
we're soaking in the underworld
shadowey figures
pass us by
illuminated waves
painted yellow thru their manes
everything turns to mercury in this light
invited in
but too cold tonight
maybe tomorrow
when all the horses are throwing off rainbows
and i have a towel
happy lunacy to you
x x x
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24 Aug 2007
vows before coffee....
Current mood: curious
just home from singing at another friends wedding
a 10 am celabration
and the rain held off
and we backed onto the ocean
with the seas huge and roaring
shane and marnie
held beautifully in time
i will
i do
i promise you my all and everything
as god is my witness
it's profound yes?
well
i have always felt like the outsider
the child somehow
but in our lives
there becomes less and less ritual
and more and more
shopping for things to fill the house
to fill the gaps
so it is heartening to see lovers exchange rings
and say deep things
eternity
forever
always
i guess have made me nervous in the past
but now
not so
time to change my frock
and tidy the studio for some more fun
last nite we got some good takes of 'boygirls'
the clouds are still heavy
and the garden sighs with love
x x x
ps i watched the dvd miss potter last night ...and began crying at the first site of peter rabbit coming to life on the page ...what an incredible life of an incredible woman ...
Currently watching :
Miss Potter
Release date: 19 June, 2007
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only this....
Current mood: nostalgic
i just feel LOVE for all my dearest friends
and thought to send it out on this funny old wing
called space
i wish we could all share a drink tonight
and a laugh
one day i'ii sit down and write you all a letter
a letter of L O V E
and fairy dust
have a fabulous weekend
biggest hugs and freshly made pesto
with red wine
bless
x x x
Currently listening :
Fur & Gold
By Bat for Lashes
Release date: 31 July, 2007
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23 Aug 2007
wedding season...
Current mood: amused
ahhh the cadilac sounds so purrrrrrrrrfectly round and full bodied
we've got to charge our glasses
before we must return the magic mic to mick in adelaide
so we recut 'the church song' and 'come settle you down' last night
trying to be absolutely relaxed about the takes
even though the pressure is on with having to give up this fine mouth piece
tonight we'll record 'boygirls' and fool around with some of the piano toones
that are screeming for some clothes albiet just a cravat or bow tie
but a little something
i added a few etheral gyans around some songs that i thought were fine as is but just that wee bit of colour seems ok for if i take it away i miss them...
it's wedding season
we're singing at another dear friends this weekend come rain come all
and they too love the 'songbird' toone and somewhere over the rainbow'
i think if i'd written that one i could die a happy girl...
james dropped in today
all bushy tailed and full of life stuff from a delivering his new album to the corners
of this big land
and restored his faith in playing live and his own soul ...
we'll have a go at finshing a beautiful toone ' every finger seems to say goodbye' half baked on the weekend
this weather is perfect for getting out your coloured pencils
and trying not to worry
x x x
ps if i start to materialize this new chapter with you my dear friends as in talkin g it thru i might just believe it's really happening and thus wrap it up and post you one ....
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19 Aug 2007
someone left the cake out in the rain....
Current mood: hopeful
monday raining
gentle
so welcome
yesterday
returned from a weekend in brissy
singing songbird
for Timmy Gaze and Kath's weddding
so sweet to see Tim so happy in love
saw some dear old friends from way back
everyone raised their glasses at maggie blacks
one for a marriage
one for Kath's 40th also on the night
dad's made their speeches
and best man
made the groom blush
the wedding waltz with a child sandwiched in the middle
green cup cakes a mile high
a beautiful green strat this one for kath
no pomp not a religious word was heard
all the right reasons
the rings
never unbroken
this time
it's right ....
then we all split off
and made our ways homeward
we toward a little b & b just around the corner
and the dearest two that ran it
looked at their garden with love and saddness
as they prayed for rain
to keep their roses
and as we drove down the hill
the heavens opened
and i could see them smile
and still it's coming down
hooray
x x x
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16 Aug 2007
masters of the unknown...
Current mood: nostalgic
it's a given
i LOVE to sing
especially gigs like todays
we were asked to do a Masterclass
at the Lismore Conservatorium and at first
the title seemed alittle over the top but soon
we were in the chairs and doing it and it is a strange thing
to recapitulate on ones life of musical chapters ..and not all
those present were even born when i had my first release but hey
that's why i'm a master i guess..???.
it's beautiful just hearing the toones played on the simple nuns guitar by
the ever sensative Simon ..we're both really lovin her sound over the steel string
far more subtle and Si is a classically trained boy so it suits him better plus it's easier
to avoid the DBS situation that alot of guitarists can be guilty of (death by strumming)
2 hours of old and present and bearly born songs played to very beautiful passionate
people punctuated by questions of how and why and 'really?' and answers...
i realized how i would love to play more live gigs if i could always choose to play
these type of venues over pubs and clubs ...but how the community halls as sweet and appropriate as they are and so well dotted around the country side they are a huge flag to hoist up with very little return when you pay all concerned at the end of the night...financially hardly seems worth it ...i think musicans need to have other skills to lighten their load so not to only depend on this one arena for our lively hood ...then we can enjoy those times without the added pressure when we do ...now...painting is a good option for another string to our bow....i only dabble but would love to give it more of my time ...pulling the dreams down into the material world ....as well as the sounds...it gave me heart to see so many lights on in that class room today ...so much potential of music to come ...i never wanted a degree and always seemed to take the long road for learning or more the' life road' for experimenting being alittle shy of the teaching system fullstop but today i could see the huge benifits of having hours a day away from the phone and the daily things that can easliy distract you from your coarse ...
you're there for only one thing ....to PLAY...i use to view those institutes as a cross between hospital and a jail but today made me see another side.
i am rambling tonight i think it's the winds influence
the trees are squeeling against the roof
the frogs are happy in their ponds
and it's time to cook dinner
love to you
x x x
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14 Aug 2007
do you know...
they actaully use real crushed bones in bone china....
suddenly
my tea tastes differently
?
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not your average seagull
oh if i knew how to put up a photo on this blog
i'd save these tiny words
trying to put you in the picture
of this amazing sight we had this morning
down at the beach...
swarms schools herds murders one enormous parliment of sea birds
diving for fish
it was so incredible to see hundreds of darts
plumetting to the depths below
again and again
some getting the prize others not
raining birds
gravity works
and then the fish decide to move north
and their headed off by a large pod of dolphins
one fisherman arrives with his wife
they seem almost oblivious to this incredible sight before them
probably just sees them as competition
it's a living scene from national geographic
david attenbourgh would be proud
still life in them waters
thankgod
x x x
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10 Aug 2007
death of a hard drive....
no ...just won't go
won't boot up
and guesswhat ?
didn't back up
all those files and precious letters
artwork and hours and hours of labour
and then the hard drive decides to die...
how can that be
no signs of sickness
well maybe just a little one yesterday
but nothing you'd say was serious
a clean slate i hear you say
i have tried to look at this philosophically
but not yet ready to surrender
apparently if all else fails
you put the thing in the freezer overnite
and some say it has great results
enough to boot up to retrive your stuff
then throw it out ...
it was hard to take in the beauty of this mornings walk
as we navigated around the most easterly lighthouse
with every ten steps being " fuck and then theres that project and shit "
whales were playinhg in the bay people passing by with enormous wide smiles
of 'ain't it great to be alive' and we walked as if grieving some dear friends death
so let that be a HUGE lessson to you
BACKUP EVERYTHING YOU TREASURE even your tax stuff
fingers crossed
and a bottle of the best for they that unscrabbles the mind of our hardest drive
yes it is a beautiful day to the beginning of this new moon weekend
and i'm consumed with thinking about trying to repeat the now missing font
from the little book i've been creating with my dear friend
mmm....it's all possible
but it will be different
just like trying to re record your demo that's full of spirit
why bother ?
cause we have no option...
woe is me
blahhhhhhhhh
sorry for the whinge
xxx
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07 Aug 2007
a b c
i'm quizz master for the day
the listener gets to answer ( thank god )
great to play a new song live
" i'm a girl with a long fuse"
building the ark at last
two of everything ?
well not quite ...
then it was a walk around Lismore town
met up with Si's mum for a pot of tea
at the Red Dove
how sweet it is seated amongst the union chapel ladies
who bake a great date scone ( although not as good as mine )
then home again
to our friend john who's fixing the studio doors
i nearly always broke my arm when trying to enter
some how playing a few new toones today on radio
put the unfinished in perspective
but i must fix the leak in the bird bath
before the sun goes down
the little ones are getting rather miffed at the substitute
back soon
xxx
4 Aug 2007
striptease soap ...
not sure why i remember this small thing
a childhood memory
but i've never seen it since
and would buy it for others if it was available
it was from a magic shop
and it was a bar of soap
with a voluptuous woman on the front
and when you washed your hands
she removed a piece of her clothing
anyway
my brother and i washed our hands that day
for hours
stripping her down to her knickers
and soon naked
it wasn't as if we hadn't been exposed to nudity before
for our parents
made a point of not being modest when going from the bedroom to the shower
but somehow we we're totally intrigued
she stripped down to a skeleton
then it ran out of puff
not sure why i recalled this today ...
i think i need to get to work on the long awaited
and i'm hugging all my dearest friends
who've been so very very patient for this new chapter
and with every copy bought you'll recieve
a striptease soap thrown in the show bag !!!
a good gardening day today
x x x
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01 Aug 2007
x x x
there was a birthday
it went by without much fuss
there was a full moon too
we waited for it's birth
just the three of us
there was a goodbye
full of tears
after you left
a voice that's still here
listen
there's a gap
where your paintings use to hang
liquid roses
remind me of you
there was a huge python
that visited today
and drank himself silly
showing off his new coat all freshly patterned
fooled into thinking summer is here
there's a pain in my shoulder
were i hold the world
a blank canvas stares at me...
tomorrow
i say ok ?
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29 Jul 2007
yesterday
Heart shaped rock
Held non stop
I will carry you home
* * *
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27 Jul 2007
rosie electra
i love my bicycle
sometimes i forget she's there
but we go at a speed
thats perfect for me
and we get to take in the flowers and the trees
and the wattle just burst from it's pods
bright yellow puffs
bring about childhood
i think a horse would suit me even better
but he would shy at those cars
and you can have the manure for your roses
and i'ii take the kids off your hands
and we'll swim in the surf
like riding a seahorse
but my horse would grow hungry in the burbs
and my bike grows rusty
but she's covered in pink roses
a pretty pretty
gift from my dearest
it makes the girls smile
as i float by
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beside the point...is beauty ...
today i woke up to a book launch by my ex
sweet, funny even for 10 am with tea and lollies for afters
then i found myself
in a near empty theatre
with a single chair
held by a man from tasmania
a writer new to me
speaking on the power of beauty
in the everyday
the carpets were bright red and matched his chair
the glorious iris's stuck out their tongues behind him
he painted pictures about gardens and boats going nowhere and re painted famous paintings again for us reminding those who'd forgotten what went where
my mind started to wonder
well mostly to the woman who decided to sit right next to me
a whole theatre of choice and yet ...
then she proudly pulled out her knitting
and wrapped this incredibly long scarf in progress around her neck
every few minutes she'd pull on the yarn from the plastic bag
which would make this annoying crackling sound ... i tried to not focus on her
but see the value in making something whilst doing the writers festival as well
then i got a tickle in my throat
the air con was on high
and i couldn't stop the choking feeling of me trying to prevent a huge disturbance
so i took myself out of the quiet house
and went to an art opening opposite instead of hanging in there for the question time which usually ends up with people making statements than actually asking anything...and the really quiet interesting people at the back of the theatre
say nothing ...
and i searched the walls for speak for beauty
for the artist's crazy mind their songs
but i came away again empty
and found more beauty in the young girls
eating beside us at the japenese eatery
i become a casting agent
and begin placing all these interesting faces
into movies i've yet to make
but characters are placed
and the costumes are being designed
i think it must be time to write myself to beddie byes
i'm blogging myself and you silly
i usually write in the morning s
before my minds eye has the better of me
talk then
love to you
x x x
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25 Jul 2007
eat your greens
julia came all the way from adelaide
and told us stories of the old...
stories her father had brought back from nowra
and beyond back when it was a whaling station
and the little wooden boats they'd go out in to harpoon the greats
but how this one day their boat overturned and returned one man down
and they opened the whale they'd caught only to find their young missing friend
still breathing still whole
swallowed in one
but the digestive juices had eated his hair
and burnt off some skin and messed with his mind
he only lived to be 35 yrs
and couldn't get a girlfriend
his hair never did grow back
but what a story
a true moby tale
anyway then we moved onto boa constrictors
and we thought either more coffee
or enough already
it's a beautiful day here
the farmers markets
were happy
and the lettuces were
full of vigour
i can smell spring in the air
or was it that we bought some peach blossoms
it's only july ...oh yeah ...
fooled again
x x x
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23 Jul 2007
the lonely croaker...or should i kiss the frog...
there use to be so many frogs in our backyard
a whole orchestra of different players
but for what ever reason
i can only now make out a couple of varieties
and there's this one guy
who plays every night
sadly it seems without any friend
or interested mate returning his croak
he does this 'clock' sound every five seconds
and it's like someone's hitting a table tennis ball
but with no one returning it
so
sometimes
i try my best impersonation and throw a few 'clocks' back
and i think he gets hopeful
even alittle happy
and the beats increase
and we have a froggy dialogue
not sure what i'm saying exactly
" yeah i'ii be right over just finishing off this fly i've caught"
and then sadly i never do show
but he's been singing solo for over a year now
and still so full of hope
i hope we get some big rains soon
that always brings potential
splender in the grass is about to happen
so we probably will
'rubert' rubert '
x x x
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21 Jul 2007
the boy and his shark...
a tube arrived at my door last week
which contained a very beautiful photograph
taken by a dear friend stu spence
we framed it in white
this magic b/w
and now hangs so right on our bedroom wall
and for the last 2 days i've been lying low
pinned to the bed like a butterfly
headache ouch....
but the 'boy and his shark' has made me smile
thanks darlin Stu
i'm so proud of you
x x x
check out stu's exhibition ....below...
.
As Yet Unclear
Stuart Spence
http://www.permanentwavemedia.com/gallery/
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11 Jul 2007
all was dark....but very ok
i can't speak it all
but i approached the side of their little boat
the tiny child upturned and the mother tired
i unwound his legs
and she dived over board into the black sea
' i can be free here and as fat as a whale '
her words trailed off behind
as she dissapeared into the darkness
then i too was in the depths
and the small childs hand stretched out to reach me
then he swam underneath me
and with such sensativity ....he....
there was no fear of the depths the dark
no shame
only the sensual world
we lived for that small dream
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09 Jul 2007
weekend weather....
Set list for friends 50th party...
'somewhere over the rainbow'
'don't hide your wild away'
' love is an army'
'smile'
also ...it was beautiful to sing 'calling all angels' with Issa again
80 guests in a cosy home
i love this way of performing
like the old days before we glued ourselves to tellys
today we made a swing in the cul de sac
for the little kids next door and the big kids like us....
Issa is still making vocal sculptures in the studio
and i'm collecting a few more shells
before i make my new necklace
but now excited
which is a good thing
cold wind blowing
must be snowing somewhere...
xxx
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05 Jul 2007
say ahhh...
i don't know anything
i know even less than yesterday
i think i would like to pack a very small bag
and point northward
and walk and walk and walk
until all the questions get solved
or at least listened to
then swim across that very clear river
and stare at my toes
look up to the tall trees
sleep in the woods
then slowly turn around
and make my journey home
rocks in my pockets
and birds in my hair
scrapped knees
and blonde hair
i would run to your arms
so full of thanks
and then i would settle
on that rose
that big flowering apple
i'd swallow it whole
and return to the sea
but my mouth would be closed
to retain all the stars
i'd gathered along the way
sleep little one
on the seabed
mummy's gone a hunting
for the things we couldn't see...
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03 Jul 2007
whale eyes
three whales heading north
yep that looks right
looks amazing actually
we walk along beside them
syncrinized humpbacks
i had to strip off and jump in
they were so close to the shore
then they did a turnaround
and headed south
now thats odd...
never seen that before
then i made a big assumption
they must be three brothers
with no real need to arrive at harvey bay in time
not having to birth calves...
so they decide to chase fish
picture this
i'm in the swim
four dolphin in the wave in front
and behind them
three humps spurting air high above me
then sea birds taking their fill
the sea was alive
it gave me back all the parts i was missing
long live the wild....
ps...just imagine if three elephants walking out on the beach you were on
or even better your front lawn and how freaky that would be ...
so how can they even consider killing such magnificance?
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01 Jul 2007
capricorn moon?
we got there
right on time
time enough to take our bets
for where we thought she'd birth her head
and within minutes
she rose up out of the sea
like it was the first time we'd ever met
reddy orange water on fire
we held our breaths
she was beautiful
and alone
her forever chase across the skies
to meet the sun
will never be done
xxx
30 Jun 2007
still life...
i said i'd show you the wildlife
but all you got was roadkill
sad carnage so close to the bone
families left waiting
dinner getting cold
fathers gone a hunting and never came home...
but we counted crows and i stopped at seven...
a secret never to be told?
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26 Jun 2007
new steps
early morning walking after days of rain
everything is washed clean again
the lighthouse was barely seen cause i was
joined by an old friend with much to say
it's so different walking on your own
you see so much more
but i haven't seen a whale this season
maybe on their return with their calves
and Issa is sleeping in on her day off
soon gathering words to finish off the pearls she's been polishing
Dane is about to sing out 20 new ones
and push his snowball down the hill after a long surf that is
mine is gathering momentum
like a slow simmering stew
but i have to add seaweed
lots of it too
and bird baths
and the talk of the trees
and woven things that will take the weather
take my weight if i should dither
hello hello
big blue day
i salute the sun
come what may
xxx
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20 Jun 2007
Don Grayden a huge spirit...
and then whilst away in SA
i recieved word
from the grandson of a man
that gave me gold years ago
when i needed help to sing a better way
don grayden had pased away
and i sat quite still
for i'd often wanted to give him my love
for my daily scales he gave me
to wonder how he was after all these years and water gone by
so when i played that night
i sang to his spirit
and now he feels even closer
bless you don
love from me
xxx
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fragments of ...then
oh i wanna tell all
all of everything
the adelaide cabaret festival happening
the space imbetween
the weather
always good to know if we wore a hat or not
the travel
the new friends
the red dress
the the genorosity
the lift that made me laugh everytime i got in it
the pasta that got returned
because i mistook meat for cheese
the black coats
my coat thats rarely used
the hotels
the natural spring water from mt lofty that filled our cups and our baths
the excentric indian dj in the room next door
that promised us some bollywood for our trip home but we never recieved
the magic of issa and her mouth full of angels
the memory of adelaide with my mouth full of anthem
the pen lines still linger
i could go on forever but i've started at the end of the day
and my eyes need to close
so i'ii fill in any blanks you need when i've got fresh ink in my well
LOVE
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08 Jun 2007
churches and roses
suitcases lay open wide
waiting for woollie clothes
we're gonna need for tempetures
not felt since London
adelaide oh adelaide
the last time i lived in you
and i was a street performing clown named Sao...
that also did kids parties
with my partener calypso
who would blow up their birthday cakes
it was a great moment
but you could never eat the cream off your face because it was laden with gunpowder ..well we wouldn't get a look in these days hey what ..
and pomegranits ..i remember the garden where i lived being full of friut that was
a near impossiblity to eat ...i was taught the trick of pulling out the little red morsels with a needle ..is that how it's done?
anyway i digress
we are on route to do the cabaret festival
on sunday at 6 pm for all those wishing to come along
i'm beginning the nerves already
which is usually a good thing
talk more on our return to home
winter is apon us
oh how i'd love an open fire !
bless
x x x .
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03 Jun 2007
afternoon scones with bach and songs
playing for the aged
a gig set up by simons mum
at her commune in byron (over 50s club)
si played bach, the chiccone in b minor
and then we went into about 10 songs of mine
it was really sweet
so many dear folk unable to venture out very far any more
and appreiciative of us going to them
i only wish i'd done a few toones they knew
i had one big jolly woman come up to me
and dolloped on the compliments
but was sitting there desparate for something she could sing along to
spose i could've done a blue moon or a rainbow
but being the songwriter i'm never that prepared for such needs
maybe next time
it was just as delightful to chat with the people after the show
balancing on scones, jam and creme
and conversations of how many summers they felt they had left
and how another 2 would surfice so long as we can see the flowers
and they said 'you wait' ...and i said 'well that's the ONLY thing we can be sure of is that we're are one day going to die' we had a laugh ....
and on that note the room emptied of the fullest lives
with the most fragile legs
and we leave feeling very happy that we made some of them happy
and the chairs went back to the original places
and the pool table had it's balls returned
and the old house resumed it's hundred year old calm
bless
x
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02 Jun 2007
born on a sunday ...
following a full on massage to correct TMJ
(which in our terms is jaw problems)
i dreamt of crawling up the banks of this deserted island
where apparently marsupials use to live and only them
all that was left were a couple of struggling banksia trees
but as i looked into the blue sky i could see this huge
skull orbiting the small island i was amazed how perfect
each vertebra was positioned and how it all held up...
closely behind that was another old relic of some other
extinct head bones
i just sat happy to watch it circle my head before waking
to analyse this phenomenon and reckon it must be
all those old stories being unlocked from the soft tissue
i even remembered when i was a child first year of school
having a lisp and having to spend time each day doing those
tongue twisters to help ...she sell sea shells and peter piper picked...
it's Sunday morning
and were doing a little gig today so i better get some things done round here
like figuring which songs we're going to play ...
but i have to tell you that i saw a beautiful movie yesterday
with the sydney traveling movie festival
called 'old joy' featuring Will Oldham as an actor ...
probably the main reason we went along cause we love him so much as a muso
anyway nothing much happens in it cept two guys go camping for the weekend
but that's just it ...the ordinariness was a relief...
it's interesting to watch your responses waiting for a tragidy or an accident or
a guy to get his head blown off ...but when it's normal everyday ...well
that's the sort i would like to be involved with ....
bless
x x x
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30 May 2007
something beginning with ....
today gave way to a pet project i have bubbling along
with my dearest girlfriend michelle who is an amazingly gifted artist
and together we have conjured up a funny little book...
that's become very precious to us ...
i'm a bit superstitious to give too much away before it's birth
but the title is 'how weird is that' and
it's full of mythical creatures...kinda kids adult thing i spose
will tell more as it finds it's clothes of course...
* * *
i have another talented friend having a photography exhibition
stuart spence
as yet unclear
on the 5 june
at mary place gallery
12 mary place
paddington 6 pm
stu use to take many of my shots way back round reddest red days
and he's only got more artful with time ...let me know if you went along...
* * *
tomorrow we begin rehearsals for adelaide cabaret festival
which has suddenly dawned on us ...gonna be great to revisit
billy the rabbit ...and to play adelaide after so many moons away
we'll be joined by a different rhythm section than our last season in sydney
but i've always wanted to play with Llyod Swanton so im happy ...
bless
xxx
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28 May 2007
archiving
can you believe i've been archiving my golden oldie moments
extracting images from video tapes that are growing their own blue hair,
mould that is ...bit freaky seeing yourself through a couple of decades
how was the hair in the 80s ...hil hair ious ....and i can't believe i use to handle heels
although there was one mishap on national telly slipping on my ass...
anyway my life is flashing before me ...make room for more ...
downloading your childhood can be healthy ...
recording is on go slow
but ideas brewing in the wee hours
winter broth
anybody like some ?
love to you
x x x
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21 May 2007
breaking glass
was it a warner bros cartoon
or an old movie
not sure
but as kids we use to try to hit that high C
to make mums best glass tumbler break
or at least show a crack
it always worked in those old b/w with some opera buffoon
doing her scales
which is what i was just doing standing in front of these huge sliding doors
waiting, wanting just one of them to shatter with my almighty power
but hey ...this is toughened glass fire resistant
anyway i usaully don't asult my neighbours to such onslaught (i do them in a soundproof studio)
for these scales are quite primal
i was given them years ago by this amazing teacher in darlinghurst sydney
Don Grayden ...he was a genius at solving peoples throat nodules without surgery
six weeks later and some serious mind behind the voice knowledge i was cured
i'd never had any formal training only school choirs
so i had gathered a few bad habits with reaching for heights that wern't really mine
he'd be raising his big eyebrow today if he witnesed my uri geller breaking china routine
maybe one day i'ii set up the finest glass vase i can find and see if i can at least
get a laugh ?
it's raining today
soft rain
makes the fig tree happy
hope you're happy
bless
xxx
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18 May 2007
new moon
new
moon
new moon
come fill my room
your fingernail smile
that makes me cry
with one star on your crown
high above the sea
oh look at me
i can honestly say
i've missed you these darkened
days with a blackened sky
we fell overboard
and lost our way
hooray
hooray
the return
of a possibly
a maybe
i could
a huge
YES
shines
on
down
on
you
and
me
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14 May 2007
4 agreements are...
i can't remember where my neighbour heard this but i love it and thought you might too...
if i can apply even one of these daily i'm ahead...
the four agreements are:
Be impeccable in word.
Never take things personally.
Never make assumptions.
Always do your best.
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12 May 2007
when the shoe fits...
migraine dreams
...and i'm singing so free it's even amazing me
and then i'm seated at a huge table full of people and a banquet of food
i was being an extra for some movie shoot
and then someone ushered me into this adjoining room
down stairs past this enormously elaborate foyer
thru the open doors and filing past hundreds of easels
and when i was shown my positon
and blank page
all i could see was how every one else
had spent hours already on their paintings
and i was yet to begin
( i got waylaid by some old friend with a long story )
terror and a vulnerable hand pushed the first brush full
of sepia across the silent white
i did a portriat
then scrapped it
searching and paniced to start
to be lost in something
at last
an idea arrives
the red shoes
yes paint the RED SHOES
so i did...
sometimes the pain of a migriane
can be ...ahh....useful?
girlfriends birthday party
and then this dear friend
asks me how the new album is coming along
and i'm non commital about which or what to actually report on it;'s slow progress
but she is someone i truly respect as an artist
(she's a brilliant painter )
anyway she offers me fantastic small gems of support
for turning the next corner
and to not take on any one persons opinion too on board
for to remember it is just that, only an opinion
and hey like ass holes everyones got one ...
i seem to remember saying these words or something like it to her
over the last few months
but definately needed to have it repeated to me ...
and also not to play your toones to anyone until you're ready
and i am guilty of that ...
and when the clay is so wet and i'm offering excuses for their shortcomings
well HELLO
so now with grace and focus
and the whole aim of capturing BEAUTY
how ever it's shaped
that's all i ask of me
amen and women
x x x
8 May 2007
true story
and we drove into a rainbow
right there in the middle of the highway
i'm not sure whether the cars in front could see it comming
but i figure we're all blessed now
but two days on
i can't say im feeling the luck the joy
the happiness
maybe we broke the rainbow in two
and the colours all bled into the cracks in the road
and had to wait to draw breath
to reunite itself over the next ocean
the next sunshower
and she said to me
this is what i think you would sound like if i could draw you with song
and i too held my breath with anticapation
it was bright and joyess mostly major keys
but then later she admitted she'd omitted the blue shades
of saddness that surrounded me
and i said thats why i'm attracted to those dark cafes
the holes in the walls
the people who sit at the back of the halls
but if you dig
it does hurt
but sometimes rainbows
hide in here...
xxx
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04 May 2007
girlfriend
and we walk and talk
then not
then stop
the mention of it
the words run out with the tide
all the babies that tried
that died
between you and me
i'm glad to have your hand in this
your take on this
huge emptiness
this loss of 'what if '
we speak of them
only on occasion
choke and move onto something easier
and pat it down
like a wrinkled sheet
that's difficult to straighten
tuck it in tight
with the others
and send hope a signal tonight
and there are those
that would say 'you're blessed without child'
but those words
are rarely heard
and never believed.
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03 May 2007
humm....
went to HEAR some friends play last nite
oh i love a good theatre zone
no tills ringin up beers
no dickheads talking in your ear
but come the morning i really apprieciate natures sounds
drowning out my ringing ears
the chorus of birds the wind in the pines
electricty and why WE have to plug it in and then turn it UP
i love both these two boys songs but ...
oh it's probably a sign of AGE
but then i think maybe it's a little like going to an art gallery
to view some beautiful new works
all hangin pretty on sterile the white white shiek
of paddington street
when i'd rather see them on their dirty studio walls
where there's signs of LIFE and the artists marks
move everywhere
coffee stains
and cigarett butts
the workings of their mind
scrubbed out sketches
and dishes built up over time
like the sound of rehearsals
always draws me in close
huddled round the kitchen table
there's an innocence
an open ness
i want to take you all in here
listen to this
x
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02 May 2007
fig tree
white fig white fig
so happy to plant you here
grow big grow big
to hide the wall that
we all deplore
and with your exotic fruit
laden arms
spread yourself thick
spead yourself wide
i will water you with my tears
and feed you with vegetables from the sea
and give you prayers
with every passing moon
and when it's time to pick your bounty
we will go giddy
with your wine made so merry
fig tree fig tree
you're a welcome sight to see
x x x
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30 Apr 2007
dali moon
met the sunset last night
up at the front beach
so many new drummers
so many old faces
watched the sky turn her favorite blush red
then a crazy italian friend turned up
with whistle in hand
he's so slight of frame
but his energy lifts the whole world
when he dances
and does his best opera voice
i don't think the japanese drummers could believe it
i often think of him as the sun goes down across the water
he spent alot of his younger days with salvador dali
and it shows
hes a natural ballerina
arms that float with the grace of the wind
dyed red hair
though losing it a little now
a wardrobe of loud shirts
i was telling a dear friend how i hadn't seen him for ages
and then he suddenly arrived
sweet thing
x
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28 Apr 2007
wet fish
why can't a song be just that
a chorus
without a verse
and then there's joy in repeitition, yes?
i could sing the chorus
then perhaps whistle it the next time round
and then maybe do it in another language like Russian
an you'd be all just as entertained as me
but no this is just a trick
the clever people upstairs trying to force my hand
i search for clues everyday under chairs in the fridge
but sometimes they don't give themselves up easily
so i pretend i'm not looking and catch them when they're exposed
in full view of the loungeroom
then dive on them with pen in hand
clutching the words like wet fish
with hope of remembering all their names ...
the weather is drizzly overhead but thats perfectly perfect for
curling up around the warm sound desk and emptying my head all over the tape
"we use to play tapes " (thankyou Ian )
x
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26 Apr 2007
little brown beans
and i leave the house with the radio singing
"the only one who could ever reach me was the son of a preacher man yes he was he was ohhhhhhh yes he was ..." not sure of the singers name but a great song...
everywhere is overcast today including my head
but as yet i haven't partaken into that ritual brew...
the coffee bean sits there all so innocent and ready
not realizing that more than half the world honour it's aromour every morning
it's incredible it took me years to work my way up to even liking it
sitting in coffee shops in bondi taking only tiny sips
my laitte would outlast most peoples second round
it was always the smell that entranced me the most
but it was never matched with the taste buds
but now i really look forward to one small glass a day
brewed perfectly at home only taking the cream
we have so little ritual in our western diets
that i would find it sad to lose even this one
ok i can't take it any more i'ii have to go and stack the pot and come back to you
with the treasures more found
x
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t i c t o c
it's like the right fit
the right bowl of porriage
the exact bed
the feeling of penning a song that has that relevence
and not just pretty words that i can mouth around to make even prettier
today a song written about TIME ...
and i'm only into verse 3 but it feels not finished yet
so now that this dear old friend has left, gone back to the desert
i'ii get out the zone again and see what else time has got to say
before i run out of it
soon i would love to play it to you ?
x x x
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25 Apr 2007
the absence of poppies...
and i woke so early and so full of alive
and felt to ride the bike to the dawns beginning on the northern side
and we past a few anzacs along the way
medals shinning but faces grim
they too were on their way to the dawn service
but of a completely different kind
the most beautiful day with the saddest song
isn't it strange to have a public holiday for such a tragic reminder
and yes i did think about my dad when the two men passed us by
with burrowed brows
and still in step
but only thoughts of how emotionally crippled it left him
a 16 year old going in for a trade
and coming out with a huge degree in purple hearts
muted by the smells that remained with him forever
how come we never learn from our mistakes.
maybe we should all learn the trumpet instead
x
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23 Apr 2007
mind the gap
oh the pressure the pressure
the blank page stands so pure and perfect in it's non doing
and i reach for a pen to break this deafening silence
and hope to god i can live with the circumstances ...
now wheres my blind fold ?
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21 Apr 2007
born on a sunday ...
go down to the sea today
an ocean full of cornflakes
kind of feels ok to swim in cereal
the sky is full of fairy floss
but i can't reach to taste the best stuff
a brown snake lays across my path home
it takes alot of convincing for it to move
my dear neighbour calls out "can you help me change a tyre?"
so i hold the baby ...never been that good with jacks
sounds like a typical sunday
all we need do now is visit a dear friend
whos just given birth to a little baby boy
that would be a sunday drive
should i make a batch of date scones ?
i read that you must only begin them when you hear your visitors open the garden gate that way they'll be hot and fresh and you hope to god you have a long path way
to your door ...ahh stephanie...
must go and warm the motor
and pay a visit or two long overdue
treasure hunt continues tomorrow
fools gold is accepted here...
x
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19 Apr 2007
talking to myself on friday ....
all these pretty prettys not making senses
songs that have lived a life with mostly gibberish sounds
but sounds that seem to make sense to me
but when i think of playing them to you
i feel responsible for your ears and understanding
so i'm gathering all the nuts and berrys
to mix the jam
but some of those initial sounds are so right
perfectly wedged inside guitar strums
now i have quite a job in delicatley removing the organs
and replacing them with hopefully better ones... will the heart still beat ?
not an exciting task but the creative process is full of joy and tears
now i'm reminded of the band sigur ros
and how the singer mastered his own language
and how when i saw them live i had no idea he wasn't singing in his own tongue,
icelandic....but even that could grow tired ...
i've never needed any translation for edith piaf nor did i ever grow tired
for somewhere i always seemed to grasp her intent her incredible passion
ahhh....i'm wrestling with myself for i know the difference between a good song
and a not so good ...TRUTH ...yeah ....that's what always lives the longest for me
drawing board drawing board
be kind to me today ...
xxx
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18 Apr 2007
red heads
a dream where everyone on stage had red hair
ahh yes the lost tribe from atlantis ??
or just more of my relatives trying to talk with me beyond the grave...
mmm...but a 4 am start
and 3 hours of creating in my head can be more exhausting than the actual doing
but the farmers market was an early call
for thats the only way you get the fresh greens before they're gone...
i love being able to buy direct from the growers hands
knowing our bananas are from lance
the potatoes from frank the egg man brian whos more than your average egg supplier
always got a wink and a good tip for the horsies ...
now i'm ready to dissapear into the land of sorting thru
numerous song ideas
but today more enthused to create new ones from scratch
so i will away
and hope you're all well and happy
don't forget to eat your greens ...
love and beetles
x x x
17 Apr 2007
the art of war....
it's only a dream
but i ask
what does it mean
to be flirting with peter garrat
when in waking life i've never even pondered him in that light
and yet i gave him a lasting smile
and he pushed himself through me and my parteners interlocked arms
to say " i play to win and even when i'm losing, i play to win "
and with that he let me go
and i turned around to see him
walking away on huge stilts through the rain
i woke
and wondered
well i guess he stands for a lot of big enviromental issues or use to
but does he still or is he playing too close to darkness to win...?
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16 Apr 2007
and then...
i saw the little little
with the most amazing voice
ever so timid above the bird bath but not yet in
it was the colour of a fire engine
his whole head the brightest RED
only the size of your thumb
he felt my gaze and flew away but i can still hear the song above the trees.....
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a rare bird
there's a rare bird in the garden
it's song is almost that of an english robin
but how could it be ?
i've only heard it once or twice before
and so tiny and pure in amongst the raspiness of the green parrots
and the wattle birds having their way with the flowers in bloom
the spangled drongo is doing all his repertoire this morning
and theres a drop saw going full tilt a few doors down
some sweet neighbours attempting to see the sea with one extra floor
so many sounds to drown out this invisable beauty
i long to see it's colours and put a face to that song
like a rare caged bird that's been set free and found it's home
i will keep the bird bath full today
and hope she needs to bathe
i wonder if any else is hearing her song ?
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15 Apr 2007
smell is everthing ....
went to bed on purfume last night
the movie
after having savored the book so may moons ago
and passed on the gem to friends
i sat in the picture theatre ready to do a double take
and keep perfume as just that
but with fingers in my ears ( for everything is getting louder )
i stayed the duration
two and half hours
and wasn't dissapointed
knowing it took the makers and writers so many years to first obtain the rights
and then make such an adaptation
but unlike the book
my smell wasn't as hightened for days on end
as i read about the incredible world of trying to extract essence
although i couldn't help breath in the woman next to me
as was thankful it was more essential oil than
a horrible commercial 'come get me ' scent...
at the moment i'm reading the red tent
now that will be an epic to film
some things prefer to be left sacred between the pages...
x x x
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14 Apr 2007
sunday jazz with jean...
classic chet baker floats out apon this more than perfect autumn sunday
i remember some of mums records that had dollops of this whipped cream
and crooning vocals ...bounced against my brothers love of frank zappas kitchen
and dads yodelling in the shower with posters on the bedroom walls of my sisters
favorites the monkeys now the smell of fresh cut grass can send me right off into
sentimentality ...well that enough of that ...why these blogs i ask ...? why not
i figure if i write my morning pages on my note book i may as well write them
to you ...a digital diary ...mmm...i know there's no subsitute for the real thing ...paper and pen and it's a long time ritual for me ..so if any one can get any enjoyment from these then that is a good thing ...it's a shame myspace seems to becoming more and more filled with annoying adds and flash banners ...maybe soon we'll be meeting on a more quiet space held by people like us like it use to be before Murdock took it over...
coffee calls me in ...see you tomorrow ...x
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13 Apr 2007
to the lighthouse
its been ages since we last walked the mountain...
it's been that long since it's stopped raining too
we are so blessed to be living in this country
even the sky seemed happy this morning..
felt good to take a dive in the cooling seas as winter creeps under the doors
went to bed on ee cummings last night
and filling my head with so many possibilities from new songs to crayons
"if you thinik it do it" says artist Michael Taylor ...
what about Tom Waits saying "how you do one thing is how you do everything"
now there's something in that for everyone ...
the garden needs weeding
my songs need feeding
those pages call for painting
those needles need wool
the ripe bananas need churning into cake
your head needs stroking
the washing needs hanging
the walls need something
and that phone needs unplugging !
the studio door is ajar
dare i begin
eeiikkkkk.....
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12 Apr 2007
the studio waits me....
i tentativley open the music box
songs on hold
i've woken all those little hungry birds
all churping for a feed
and on a brief listen with a dear friend beside me
i'm left in a valley of ...just not sure what i've caught in there...
so we block out the next month or two to play with the seeds
and perhaps even begin again..why not...
i was precious with those gems already gathered but time does a weird thing to art
and if it can stand that test then they'll probably survive
don't want to overthink anything
but there are colours that i haven't explored
and why not open the whole set of derwents
i was always envious of the kids who had the 4 tierd box of 76 shades
especially the greens
so i have to remember i have more than 12 to sketch with if i choose!
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10 Apr 2007
you call me swan...
i'ii call you bunny
issa bunny
i miss you dear friend already
even though your voice still hangs in the air
and your milk in the fridge
it was a joy to play on your tune last nite
although i seemed rather shy
if we do it some more
i'ii be freer to fly...
see you in adelaide
love
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09 Apr 2007
a tuesday thats nearly all monday ...
of course the music stopped and the sun comes out in all her blazing glory
just like most after easter stories...
and people are packing up their soggy tents
and trying to revive their chilled kidneys
and heading back home
and our little town becomes more little again
i took a long walk this morning the first for a week with all this rain
and there were plenty of big jelly fish that had run aground
with the southerly winds
i tried to bring you back a song or even a small poem
but that wind wouldn't let anything stick
so i came only with stray rubbish that needed a bin
and the memory of no one
and the ocean with too many white horses to spot a whale
but maybe tomorrow i'ii find you a treasure
promise ...
x
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08 Apr 2007
counting crows
one is for sorrow
two is for joy
three for a girl
four for a boy
five is for...
the crows wake me
and i catch myself counting them in the sky
and if i only see one flying over head
i eagerly look for it's mate so as not to have a day full of sorrow...
but since the parents raised their family this summer in a big tree behind our house
we nearly always have three and over which is comforting...
easter rain comes again and again
i'm thinking next year we move it to central victoria
and bring them the much needed falls
it seems god isn't partial to blues and roots...
or chocolate...
much love to everyone
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07 Apr 2007
sun moon
mmm.....massage ...enter the door thru your firm hands
and get to feel those niggles
those pains
those old stories locked within a leg muscle
and it gives me the opportunity to read them again
and then decide to toss them away
i had no idea i was storing a whole library in there
then i grow an extra inch standing on that book about that day in the rain
when i lost you and you'll never come again so tiny so full of stars,
and she asks me to take a deep breath
and blow out the whole damn thing
the room gets overcrowded
we open the windows
so many old faces looking for a seat...
"hello,
nice to see you again"
then she asks them to leave
ahhh...i draw breath...
i draw a bath
then i draw a bed
and i draw me in it
and i draw me a dream that i can redraw apon waking
when i can get out my paints
there
all done
nite nite x
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childhood friend.
it feels like saturdays child
hanging out with dear issa
remembering how to use a skipping rope
and watching her water paint
whilst the easter rain falls so beautifully on time
i made us all a winter borche
everything red
got to be good for the brain...
i can hear the bands playing on the wind
blues festival again
( got to make dinner ...be back soon )
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03 Apr 2007
love in the house....
it was a beautiful time we all had together
in sydney playing the best venue in town...
i'm missing the grease paint already ...
love and thanks to all who made it along
we'll do it again in june at the adelaide cabaret festival ...
can't wait....
x x x
29 Mar 2007
we are the crabs inside the shell...
it's the best room in town
we rehearse under the shell
water at our feet
2 people missing
grey skies
and the rythym section are amazing
simon liquid sticks
steve all sensativity
added some new toones to mix it up a little
michael heard them for the first time
drew a smile
with goatsong
its early morning and
the cross heralds a new dawn with painful reminders
of the people with no homes who punctuate the night with shrill cries
then the ever faithfull binmen arrive on the scene
to sweep away yesterdays emptiness
we are here
at last
to sing to sydney
and hang these beautiful little fragile pictures
and hope they enjoy the exhibition
love and home cooking...
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26 Mar 2007
lessons on travel...take everything...
i want my mother!!!!!
how to pack a suitcase?
why do i always turn into a basket case when have to pack mine....
short o towing the house behind the car for our sydney trip i always feel
i'm going to forget something very important ...but as richard said to michael
" you can always obtain another one when you get there" ...
oh the butterflies are free and heading north
i will chose the biggest most colorful one i see
and hold on to her feet
and enjoy the view
hello sydney....
x x x
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24 Mar 2007
a joke
"Outside of a dog,a book is probably man's best friend; inside of a dog, it's too dark to read." Groucho Marx.
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the dream mare
i was at my fathers funeral
but he gave his own eulogy
then he lay himself in the prepared coffin
and somebody injected him with the green syrup
and he closed his eyes and died
he looked so pale
so white
of course this all seemed normal
until i came half too
and then ran down the isle with a thousand questions and concerns
like how did it feel
just before you died?
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22 Mar 2007
early morning find
i found a rock full of fire
and shell full of life
a hole full of danger
and a bird full of strife
a man full of strength
an a woman with a flower
i walked myself silly
for hours and hours
don't come back empty handed
follow all the clues
we left you a map dear
this treasures all for you....
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20 Mar 2007
equinox
today
is all even
the sun and moon
get equal shares of sky time
and i love to look at the equinox
not often you get a Q and an X in the same word....
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16 Mar 2007
mary mary
this morning i nearly crashed the car in the drive way
and another close call in town
not sure about coming back to coffee
it's quite a cocktail mixed with your own adrenalin
and then by the afternoon
we are singing hymns in a crowded cathedral
with a big send off to a wonder woman mary..
dear bix's mother ...
dearest mary mother of nine
her boys carried her down the aile
in blackened suits with reddened eyes
just then the sun poured in the afternoon gold
and made everyone look like angels
and this little nun a hundred years old
lifted her head and took some holy water on her way to the door
i knew that she was a wizard
she definately could fly
and i reflected on her marriage to god married to the spirit world
and how free you must be without any earthly pulls
just a compassionate heart
and a willingness to transend
and we left in convoy
and we left her there
we left her
every where
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15 Mar 2007
wild horses
today si asked me to decorate his new surfboard
and handed me the texture colours
i closed my eyes and thought of wild horses
and chose a black one
kept my eyes shut and now theres
three horse heads staring up
guarding over him
when he rides the white horses into shore
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the canary
morning
telephone rings
a girlfriend in great need
losing her mind somewhere between here and broken head
not sure if any of my words have meaning at this time
but i try and then we ring off and i'm packing the car for brisvegas
but the phone rings again
and it's the opera house with needs for the coming shows
another hour later i'm unpacking the car
and sitting at the computor
didn't make brisbane
made a carrot juice instead and admired the beetroot stains on my hands
anyone could think i've just killed someone or at least made a great painting ....
it's now 9.51 pm and i'm still thinking about my girlfriend
hope she sleeps well tonite
and climbs back up the banks tomorrow
the seas are speaking wild
and the bats are getting drunk in the trees outside our bedroom window
one frog sings with a huge mouth full
only 6 years ago
there use to be the whole orchestra ...
sometimes i too feel like the miners canary
way too sensative to go down there
and if i should faint
will they bring me back to life
like they once did?
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05 Mar 2007
todays happenings in haikus
Current mood: chipper
Danny Thompson
came to ours
he sounded just as good
even without Victoria
Eric Bibb
filled the room with velvet
then left in a white Tarago
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01 Mar 2007
how is it i can hear the sound of a rowing boat in the middle of the mountains...
everythings about to change
i got a whiff of winter
in the middle of summer and the rain
is falling at nights
with big blue skies for our days
seven days of flu is enough to make a girl restless and i am...
chai takes over coffee
not related and yet a ritual all the same
and we move the furniture around for the coming shows
so excited to be coming to play sydney after so many moons
be nice to see you all there under the big shell
and together we'll all float out into space
returning for oranges at half time
and then climb in the boat to do it all again ....
love
xxx
nov.22.
i can smell bush fires on those northerlys ..australia is either burning up or blowing away and now they want to give us cheap nuclear power, so hands up who wants the reactor in their backyard humm....but they'll do their funny dance of making the people believe they're getting what they want and when is my vote ever going to work ...and who is home to vote for ? ahhh...."make beauty in your own little corner of the universe" are some wise words that ring true...and we did do some magic last month when dear michael leunig came to our home town with his family. we launched billy the rabbit at the community theatre in byron bay to a full house ...michael drew beautiful pictures above our heads as we played his poems that are now hitched to melodies ...i invited my ol friend tim gaze down from brissy to join us for he was there at the infancy of the billy project and helped me pen some of the toones like the tragic 'poor old mother earth' ...james cruickshank got to play the concert steinway ..and do his best keith richards impersonation ...clies pearce performed sublime violin even without her reading glasses ( left in the driveway) greg sheehan played a solo tambourine piece whilst michael drew a hundred little faces to his rhythm ...hans lovejoy on double bass...and si greaves bowed his guitar to 'manifesto' and captained the ship thru troubled waters to eventually find land ...it's still blows me out that i'm actually creating works of art together with someone i've admired since childhood. so in our small way i hope we're transforming a tiny corner and bringing some very needed art and beauty to this world. thanks for checkin in with me and i'ii write again soon ...xxx
oct 6 hello
good peoples....well i did mention that i'd be a lousy keeper
of the diary so i kept my word...but we have found the keys and i can
write you a line or two about what's been happening around our
house...alot lately ...growing your own records and label is little
akin to gardening and it needs constant tending ...but we like a wild
backyard weeds and all so happy to say that 'billy the rabbit ' is
hopping along and enjoying his resurrection to be sure...had some
beautiful letters of people expressing their joy and sadness after
listening to billy so that makes me happy ...and the thrill and magic
of performing with Michael Leunig with this record has been
sublime ...we are readying for another burst of ARTfullness on sat 28
oct in downtown byron bay theatre we're michael will draw the songs
on a big overhead screen as we perform them ...but this time there
may be some paint involved and maybe even some role
reversals...ahh...ive been practicing drawing my bunny
obsession ...we launched the rocket in melbourne at the writers
festival staged at this madhouse theatre called the malthouse...it
was sweet and great to be playing down south again after many moons
of absence.(sounds in the house are....) i'm so in love with the new
will oldhem record ' the letting go ' another incredibly beautifully
said bunch of love songs and this time dawn mccarthy is staring all
over it ( i have a feeling could be more than that) ...she's
exquisite...the lounge is now being filled with si practicing up his
classical guitar for a dear friends wedding tomorrow down the
beach ..antonio vivaldi concerto of course...it's great how classical
composers never felt to use repetition very much ...such
complexities always meandering taking us into new paths past well
kept english gardens and then into fields of wild flowers then your
suddenly thrown under the wild waves and being met by some dead
sailors ghost held within an old wreck then your bounced above the
sea-level once again and into the glorious blue skies ready to say '
i do ' ....well lets do it again sometime ...talk soon ....love from
me xxx
Jan.5th 2006
Dear diary.
it’s cooled down somewhat today and we’re back in the studio doing
some final jigs on the Gyan and Leunig record before taking her to Sydney to
master. The fat lady has yet to do her thang so we’re still adding and
subtracting ideas until we have to stop.
apparently as my friend tells me ‘a good artist knows when that is’
after all this time in the oven im still very in love with the work and that’s
never easy for me to say but maybe it has a lot to do with it being such a collaborative
work,
singing the words of Leunig has been truly inspiring.
Jan 8
(it's been raining all nite)
Tonight we’re playing for a friend who is dying which will be a very emotional
evening with only a handful of close friends and his lover beside him. He asked
if I’d sing at his funeral which is an honor but my girlfriend suggested
we give him a little concert of his favorite toones whilst he’s still with
us.... he loved the idea although,with the choice of songs it may be hard to
get through considering everyone will be so cracked open.
JC is on his way over to run through some toones ..the couples favorite is 'songbird'
by fleetwood mac
Hellos ....just to let you know there's a few gigs coming up ...i'ii be opening the Thursday Plantation Sculpture Show on Sat. 17 Sept.at 2pm playing with the Willow Neilson Quartet. The nite before at the Peace Lovers Ball in Bangalow A&I Hall and Sunday afternoon at the Byron Peace Rally in Peace Park. Yes i would suggest something tie-dyed for the weekend perhaps....we live in hope ! much luv xxxxg
hellos to people in the portal….i would like to endeavor to keep some kind of a diary on this page but knowing me I won’t get around to it being daily and it’ll be out of date before you know it …so anyway just to let the locals know here in northern nsw, that I’m gigging at the Drill Hall in Mullumbimby on Thurs. 28th July supporting a few friends who run the folk club once a month …it’s an open mic for most of the nite then followed by a performance by so called ‘professionals’ … really looking forward to breaking the live fast and spilling some new toones with Si Greaves on guitar and James Cruickshank on piano…On the recording front the project we’ve been brewing with Mr Leunig is going to be released Oct. HOORAY…. It features 18 poems of Michael’s I put to music with an accompanying little book…. a pet project that turned into a monster! And a newer album soon to follow that is still in the writing stage but has been the most enjoyable collaboration to date with my dearest friends .It’s winter here in byron and yesterday I walked the beach with the whales at my side, they got up on their tails and I fell to my knees …same time splendor in the grass festival is on down the road but I didn’t bother this year …couldn't’t handle the crowds or the mud …mmm must be getting old. But I’m lovin my Daniel Johnston record ‘discovered covered’, he’s a naive star shinning brighter beyond the explosive ear candy that we’re usually force fed….and another sweet discovery is the first Jollie Holland Cd that a friend sent me…well hope I catch up with you good people at a gig somewhere sometime …stay happy …sending you big bunch’s of flowers with luv ….Gyan xxx