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Steve Kilbey boxed set! All six albums, with extra tracks etc.

The Church - Untitled #23
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No Certainty Attached: Steve Kilbey and The Church

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The Time Being | Steve Kilbey
  • a garden of tragedians
    wandering troupe the players diverse squeeze into yonder carriage transporting them off the midgets in their tiny sighs the giant against the mightiest oak the lovely ladies of the stages with their graces and cares the gentlemen of perpetual blues down in the purple seats in the countryside inn we begin to play ourselves as dinner begins the clowns who also sing like larks played by a choir of beautiful boys the darkened voices of the angels murmur then in wonder at some men the grecian 500 BC play as if fresh from yesterday before the common era a glory they say more corporeal than today the chorus tells of the most flimsy wondrous things like glints of gold in seawater on a fading summer afternoon the tragedians who stalk the wings dressed in yore costume the cloak the spur the mace the hound the black swayed boots lord anybody singing through the forlorn shell of evenings now gone and thats every evening that there ever was they croon as if from a distant pontoon and some dying party you once attended down the coast and across the lagoon dreamer you said come with me there is something that i want you to see and soon but as the gang fly away we leave it all behind for another day now everytime i hit the turps and times i find it dilutes my colours grey lost in a terrible forest during a great storm a lightning strike which fell down the spine aligned within the well of stars mars full of black water smiles a spooky reversal divested of our scripts and songs the floor belongs to no one hammer oh rain on our heads absolving us of everything in thund’rous applause the appalling squall descended an unending shriek in stark gothic limelight the […]
  • stolen soul
    an imaginary life superimposition on fabric de la realitie solemn pillar of smoke rises from our heros joint seeing things as they are who can trust their eyes a wasp materialises in my room and climbs inside a solid glass bulb whispers near my ears in an electronic voice presence with my rainy tower in the basement where i type tippity type in an instant chocolate black magic womens singing spring has blown open its shoots and out come storms thrashed and flush with failure successfully endlessly champion of the downtrodden mountain king Magnus i am screaming out i am not me sometimes you cannot move a muscle although you are awake some say you sleep on in the heart of the land the traps i set for myself are full and glutted with shreds ding dong dell pussy’s in the well little boy blue come blow up your horn no maybe this has all happened before but still i wont believe it the ladies in the gallery are all sighing unrequited silences no violent brute from the future or raving caveman craving no anonymity however i am given no name but strong spirits in bottles bubbling to cause their trouble a little manikin half mortal at the portal to usher blushing panic in quite candidly i’d pander to you but you’d slander me in my horrific fucking dreams where you sometimes hide trying to ride it out in the sentient night which closes in roses thorns and leaves uncertain curtained against city sky light the shadow of fallow morning in lovely rooms like the cool tombs beneath a burning desert we wander i become fonder of my freedom seldom despondent my hands full of sand and random shells oh well it sells well the aqua marine drive neptune street up to […]
  • dusty trails
    after a million miles on the bus after the all the bumps and curves and shaking groaning down the moonlit highway with a trailer full of gear the music ringing on in my ears forever i can hear virtually nothing but the ringing day and sizzling night my poor shot out ears i guess its all worth it one day i guess when i’m home again doing the washing up i guess when my suitcase expires and all the socks escape the tour winds around the usa the deserts the giant redwoods the uninhabited spaces behind my eyes the whirlwind plunges and lunges forwards we pull up in some deserted coastal town where the fuck was that oregon or california a mexican restaurant and that was it trudging through nevada 105 degree heat boutique towns that look like movie sets the quarries and the cornfields of the flat lands alluvial plains and bridges and ditches and telegraph poles the audiences cheer and clap they file in and out of the theatres and gigs the guitars go back in the cases the bass waits silently in the darkness the lights are yet dimmed the stage lays in black unrealised the notes and words  all potential we hit seattle and denver and somewhere else, didn’t we..? we grab our meals we slosh down our drinks we light up a smoke outside in the quiet we lose ourselves in some song dislocated by the road i march into your life and back out again my voice is uncertain and frail in the small hours and the distance is always beckoning on somewhere else i lose contact with the world i live within this strange waking dream miles and miles and miles later ordering a coffee they ask me for a name and i […]
  • american days
    the tour winds through all these cities the camaraderie the discussions get on n off the bus where can i do yoga? where can i get a veggie soup? yeah take pictures with blokes and their wives yeah sign stuff yeah do soundchecks we play in missouri in a big woodchipped yard we play in urbana in a parking lot we play in beautiful theatres and huge beer barns the P.Furs are wonderful and we have meshed together nicely you gotta love richard butler he’s a classic i don’t get tired of hearing em either and sometimes the furs stand there listening to us richard is quite taken with the disillusionist apparently they are extremely cool people and we are digging this tour me, i go out onstage and i just rock out i have fun doing all those stupid rock poses i do and i love the elasticity that my constant yoga practice brings i.e. my knees and back don’t give out as i ponce about lugging the bass the band are all playing great and we have a great crew i can’t complain the long drives are arduous but i sleep there are some damn nice fans out there who cheer me up everyday the jazz is good n easy to find i have one small gin and tonic before i go on and thats it me n tim try to walk about n get exercise we are a great band we still have a lot of good music in us tonight our own show a sold out theatre in chicago we doing blurred crusade plus show as per australia there is still so much left to do and play still vibed and feeling hungry for more music love from the bus parked in a rainy chicago leafy […]

Marty's Site

Marty's Site
Countdown magazine talks to Richard and Marty

Countdown magazine talks to Richard and Marty in 1986, as Already Yesterday is being overlooked for radio airplay.


Jack Frost was going to include Neil Finn and Paul Kelly
Thursday, 06 March 2014

Grant McLennan conceived Jack Frost as a four-man supergroup, according to this interview, originally published at this link



Nice and techy Tim Powles interview
Sunday, 03 March 2013

Originally published at Spire Focus. Tim talks about the work he's done for the band and some of the other acts that he works with. Busy guy!

Tim talks to dbMagazine about the 2011 FPP tour
Friday, 21 December 2012

Nice to see the amazing Tim Powles getting interviewed! Originally at dbMagazine.


Robert Lurie's review of 2nd Isidore album
Saturday, 03 March 2012

It's always a treat to see Robert's writing. Here he reviews the 2nd and long-awaited Isidore album "Life Somewhere Else". This is from BlurtOnline


Steve on the bands resurgent popularity
Saturday, 03 March 2012

Steve talks to Max Easton on the band being rediscovered by the mainstream around their 30th anniversary. Originally published in Brag magazine.


Peter Koppes talks to Beat magazine about
Saturday, 03 March 2012

Interesting look back to P=A with Peter's perspective.


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