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