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• thechurchband: Posted a new song: "Destination" http://t.co/RvIVlhll #music
• thechurchband: Described as 'mesmerising' - the next Marty Willson-Piper & Tiare Helberg show at The Sando in Newtown this Thurs 9th http://t.co/jWD0EWeC
• thechurchband: Marty Willson-Piper & Tiare Helberg @ The Sando, Newtown tomorrow 8pm $20. W/David Skeet Craig Wilson Alberto Albrecht http://t.co/jWD0EWeC
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• the unimpressionist
  they all start with nothing with a white nothingness a black void or silence bit by bit by bit you must build in tiny points grand sweeps one piece in the puzzle echoes and shadows how do the clouds sound what colour is piano i administer the kiss of life to the paper eventually i will bury it in paint like i fill up the quiet darkness with sound sound of murmuring elements music can describe where words fall short yet words harness music to a song i seek a union with all 3 realms the word the painting the song a common principle governs everything even creators must abide by its terms a golden ratio to enable the measurement of beat of colour or of idea of course once discovered this principle would explode i will tour the world ranting my unimpressionistic manifesto cellists will sketch and write prose the sculptors will sing in steel  renaissance man * package downloadable by app sk loops sk textures sk thoughts choose from a multi dimensional palette paint the blues red and read coming soon from the time being dot com renaissance man * renaissance man * neophyte (with less hoopla) renaissance girl * (all new contents!) renaissance child * ( with grids frets and numbers) renaissance banzai * (suitable for port jackson figs, art for trees) jack bingo from santa fe writes : dear time being  i am simply over the moon with your new renaissance man * american version 2.3 since owning i have written 3 hit singles , had 3 exhibitions and a hardback vol of my poetry and etchings which came with a bonus cd  went to number 3 on amazon ! boy what an afternoon ………! i understand if i am not completely happy with it i [...]
• february
  delicate thoughts a radiance ablaze with burning honour a grace descended from highest heaven my stars have aligned in your skies the palm lined ocean boulevards where i trudged as a child they have flung themselves open in delirious transport now i open ceremonies now i attend great meetings now i wander the lushest most private gardens arriving dusty from the heat of the street i doff my white garments in the coolest chamber invisible hands anoint me with soothing oils lavender and sandalwood and ones i cant name in the echoes of her silent voice that sings in her dome in the rippling air that  moves random fields in the unguents used and elusive melodies in my love of the land coaxing oaks from this earth in waterfalls and pools where the blackest eel lies in the moonbows above the crescent in the sheets that dry in this beautiful breeze today let it be a holy day for evermore let us live this day over and over  my friends the statues all seem to move of her the marble is veined with her blood i see the hewn athene like one arm broken off a venus conjured from a slab of obsidian rock an ishtar in moving metal showing all her attributes mercurial wonder ! i am on fire with ether i squeeze water from basalt i assist the passage of inklings thru the void i find the things i thought i lost i imagine the things i could once only remember or is it the other way around…..? the day turns in the night stands off waiting saraswati stay longer i implore to emptiness the light is changing within the spheres an unlikely cloud has sundered the summer and everyone has walked away from the sea    
• scimitar
  trapdoor entrance to another continuum i see it before me in sepia desert star city flower blood wine iron flesh the great pretender my crown usurper i wove through the reeds hidden from sight i move through the grove in golden light my concubine number nine divine as our minds entwine in knowledge of abandon the trees bleed white leaves for my liege love land lady to the sea every man now lay down your labour bring forth endless poems and songs in my tower insane i conjure up music yes music had not been extant before on this plane i start with music dragged from the triple world the screams of hell the sighs of earth the soft laughter of heaven i beat sound into new shapes i set it free from my battlements oh my song go on for long time hunting down men and women flying through the deepest forest where sad children hide there flourisheth my song it doth pierce the side of nightmare black my song travel up your spine my song is barbed hooked and sharp it enters you zinging your pingi i weave my briton ancestors will into my work i will subjugate the conqueror i will serve the one and true god he who may provideth my best victory the trees are sacred to me yes i do know and love their spirits i see them dancing in the magic of opium shadows i hear their weird voices sing my song back the druids from whose loins i sprang were attuned attuned like the rishis attuned like the dervish attuned like the gnostic attuned like the medicine man and shaman ron attuned like some buddha levitating in crimson attuned like vishnu whose glory is incomprehensible attuned like jesus the reader of hearts [...]
• non sequitur
  who do i write for anymore…. i’ve lost track….? its hot its cold its raining i feel a great despondency come down big things little things obvious things subtle things when youre outta whack youre outta whack i cant get in alignment i am cursed i am blessed but the 2 things keep racing apart pulling me apart is this what they refer to as catharsis…? the only problem in my life is people remove the people and ive got a clean run but everything becomes an obstacle like when you run up a seesaw and suddenly you start running down instead i say the universe is a joker and the jokes on us again i am reminded of jonah and the whale i am running running running away from something and something else (god?) doesnt want me to run away… but then i dont know where i am running away from….. you will recall jonah the prophet was sent to nineveh to rail against its wickedness jehovah was none too impressed with the general carry-on there he sends his man jonah in to read the king of niv the riot act but jonah just wants a quiet life fuck i dont wanna go to nineveh… he groans in aramaic (or whatever it was) so the disobedient fellow jumps on board a ship bound for joppa tho he already knew in his heart of hearts escape was not possible you cannot escape fate destiny god or things of this elusive but powerful nature somewhere inside me i am aware of what it is but i cant put my finger on it however nothing will be smooth until i get it right so we imagine our jonah on that boat to joppa his head and heart arguing just like mine which [...]

• 12/11: Summer Acoustic Shows the church 2011

  

• 12/11: Red Hill Auditorium, Perth, Western Australia, December 4th 2011
• 04/11: Noctorum Honey Mink Forever Available for Pre Order NOW
• 09/10: Future Past Perfect Tour