12august2015
after sinking low with street life and no money, time came to get a job. the guy who lived in branch ave , told me they're putting on at the steelworks, and his old man was driving him out to try and find work. he asked if i wanted to get a lift out with them, as i remember. so, i did just that. he said tell them tin mill, that's where they were all going. it was hard for me after being sacked from their mine. the company which owned the mine also owned the steelworks. also their employment office blokes gave preference to outsiders, immigrants and blow ins, rather than locals. i got in by the skin of my teeth.
13august2015
that was pretty much my mind thought on it. it had to start somewhere, the tin house shop was the crossroads, when i come to think of it. work is the bargain you make with the machine, to exist in the world. it don't matter if it's a penny or a thousand. this is not a rant , it's my thinking at that time.
14august2015
the time would have been around may 1976, could of been earlier. after getting the job , i can sort of remember we had to have a medical. after been given instructions where to go to catch the bus to the medical centre. on the way , we were greeted by two blokes . they began tell us how we had to join their union if we wanted to go further on, and how if we ever had trouble they were on our side. we joined the union , they took a small amount out of our pay, fees. the steelworks bus was a double decker, which were once for public transport, double deckers were phased out late sixties. the bus trip was quite fun. back then the place was real busy, with 30,000 employees. the medical was the piss in a becker thing. we got work gear and had to report on a specific day for work duties.
23august2015
with the street and being low, i seen the journey as going nowhere. the people i hung out with were nowhere. i meet these sort of hippy types , born agains. they started preaching to me in the street. this would have been a few months before getting the job. i thought about them guys, thinking more about me before, than what they were on about. for what they were on about was something i had left behind. the job wasn't about them guys or what they said, it was more me picking up the pieces that had been lost. the people i hung out with just put shit on me. a few years earlier , pre teens i would have had just bash them, but through adolescence i had became a low urchin. not just adolescence, but heaps of other factors. them hippy born agains were the first lot of what would become them Pentecostal types , revivalist if you like. i never had much to do with them. my way, was more looking how i'd fucked up and try doing the right thing, and eventually things would improve.
26august2015
i thought that last bit would give me a bit of prospective and thought of that time. i can't really remember the first day, how many first days have there been, hey , when you don't really fit in, most days are first days. probably got a clock card number 62363 as i remember. i sort of remember going to the psm machine shop and hanging there until someone told me to go to the tin house machine shop. talk about not wanting to be there. like i said before mainly apprentices, my first taste of weirdos in action , and still going on. i really despise apprentices, they're dead shits , from the mine i didn't like them. now i was a labourer to them. money ways , i got more than a 2nd year, and on par with a 3rd year. some called me ferret and some called me rat, i really didn't have much of a say. another called me weasel. although there was one guy who knew me, so the sav name wasn't that far away, the guy i knew from birmingham worked on a different shift, he'd been working a few days or weeks earlier than me.
28august2015
i find it a bit boring writing about a job , although there were times that seem okay. my main things back then was sleep, not an early bird lifestyle,the early worm catches the bird, night owl, bird of night hoot not. at the start i was on 5 day shift work in the machine shop, that fitted in okay with my lifestyle. you've got to really understand that i was 17 and a half years old then, and you had to be 18 to work there really. there was exceptions though , you had to sign this bit of paper. you could get a job there a 15 as an office boy. that job fizzled out around 1978. apprentices were a different kettle of fish. day shift was the only shit shift , afternoon shift was okay . i don't really remember much of night at the machine shop.
2sept2015
i was thinking about the guy from birmingham, who has since moved on , rest in peace. i've been in two minds about whether to use his name, i wrote a bit in an earlier blog. he came to australia around 2nd or 3rd form, 72/73. he was in a higher class than me, so i never really had much to do with him at school, although we did play house baseball, if you can understand that. at that time he had long hair , most of us had short hair from the parents authority , so he was a bit of the in crowd at school. you know in times of your life you're teamed up with unexpected characters. so, we were in the tin house machine shop. we got talking about things, like music and such. he was into stuff like yes, close to the edge, probably eno and that type of stuff, but he did go on about yes. i decided to join the record clubs tape section, with the record contact all paid up. this would of been the time i switched to cassette tapes, the bought ones. so i got 6 or whatever tapes for $1.99, one being, yes close to the edge, couldn't get into it really. i did have a record we both had though , king crimson , in the court of the crimson king, and we both agreed the song , 21st century schizoid man was the heaviest thing . to be honest, i bought that album because of the cover, a few months or years earlier. after a while of being on the same shift , he was moved to 7 day shift work, in the dreaded mill.
4sept2015
the mill was the roll shop, a noisy cunt of a place, were you did chuck changing . without getting into too much detail, chucks contain bearings that fit on the end of rolls, big rolls that need to be changed when necessary. the machine shop was a fairly quiet place compared to other sections. you could hear the difference by just walking into them places, you also had to wear a hard hat in the mill, in the machine shop you didn't. it would be fair to say the machine shop was a laid back atmosphere. they both had there different characters to boot.
Tuesday, August 11, 2015
Friday, April 10, 2015
fm
11april2015
i was trying to figure out where to go after that bit of a glimpse. i could of easily continued on , but the need to sort of distance myself from that realm, became appropriate. i wanted to go lighter but not too light. i couldn't really figure out where to go without repeating , which will be a problem, for most things repeat. so if you wanna distance yourself, don't repeat. then i thought about doing another band or music thing. some light shit what i liked over the years. there's a ton of stories of such bands. bands you maybe like a few songs, maybe an album or two. i didn't feel right about writing on one band, that i may have listened to for a short period , then hardly ever. although not really that light i did think of the eagles. i liked a few, and then i didn't. you know there's heaps of stuff like that, and it would of become complicated . i wanted something that i could turn on and off , come and go real easy like. then i thought about that fm movie and/or album that was associated with that music in the 70s .
13april2015
fm or frequency modulation, was invented by a bloke called armstrong. in australian terms he would have been called a Larrikin , that being, sort of boyish thrill seeking, prankster type. i'm not too sure of the history here, i did see a doco on him years ago now. r.c.a. basically fucked him up. i have to do some research on him. at this point in time, that's about all i know. as for the fm movie/album, i've never really seen it. i think it was on telly one night , i started watching it, but thought it was passe'. i checked out the album on the wiki. much to my relief there is a eagles song there, life in the fast lane. thats off hotel california as i remember, i was well past them by that stage. i think the earliest thing there , that i was into years before, was steely dan. i had can't buy a thrill album, i think the song ,do it again ,still stands up today. it's as much disco as new order. maybe not. the rest of the album is typical of that era, although i did like the cover. now, i can't even remember the other songs on the album , reelin in the years, that's all i can remember.
15april2015
i did the old google check about armstrong, it sort of sums up what i said, as for steely dan i forgot about the dirty work song. that pretty much sums up steely dan for me, i never really got into of their other stuff. a band thats not on the album but would sort of fit in , is america. the single, horse with no name, was a big hit on the pool room jukebox . i actually thought it earlier than late 1972, a lot of different types of music came out in 1972, when you think about it, that you couldn't keep up with it. thinking about the pool room jukebox, and the double a sided, judging by the plays, america - horse with no name/ sandman, the doors - riders on the storm/ the changling, the bee gees - run to me/ road to alaska, the surfaris - wipe out /surfer joe, i don't know how wipe out was still on the jukebox , but it was. other songs got played a lot , but the b side didn't get a look in, you know i'm talking 1972/3 here. as for fm radio , non existent at this time period.
17april2015
not really non existent, but most transistor radios pre 1975 were am and those with alternative waves were short wave. although tv volume was transmittered in fm. this guy had a radio and it had fm, as i remember. there was no stations transmitting, maybe a foreign language thing, i can't remember. going through the frequencies pretty much silence, except for buzzy noises and morse code beeps, they reckoned it was ships. he said the only thing was a tv channel broadcast, i think we listened to gilligans island with amazement, that ran thin after a couple of days. thats about as good as fm got here then. another artist on the album was bob seger, who i heard a few years before the fm movie, not through countdown or radio. on wednesday nights there used to be pool comps up mt kembla pub. all the unanderra boys used to go on wednesday evenings, which i was part of at that time, when ever the night moves album came out. apparently the jukebox was on the blink up there. and the ant hill mob, thats the mt kembla boys brought some records to play . although there was hillbilly types up there, there was also well off, tuned in guys from school living up there. they played the night moves album, i thought the first song was ok. well the song came on ,the fire down below, i said who's that they said bob seger. i really liked that song then, i can't remember it at all now, haven't heard it for years, i did buy that album and flogged it to death. although he was popular here later on, i didn't go much on the later stuff. you know my names robert too.
18april2015
i forgot to mention steve miller band, he had a big hit with the joker, my sister had the single, as did the pinny jukebox. the album, fly like an eagle, was a hit, mainly through word of mouth. it was like radio here weren't playing the overseas stuff in favour of local product or some reason. maybe i was listening to the radio less , having a few records at the time. when i think about, i got an el cheap 3 in 1 record, tape and radio, it had fm and fm stereo, that probably would have been 1975. before that i had an old stereogram record player and radio, a big thing that was part of the old tv from the early 60s, but a separate unit. it never had fm, but picked up sydney am quite well, probably had the same old stylus, i never bought one. at that time i only had a few lps any ways, it was mainly radio ,in my room. with the steve miller i bought the book of dreams lp, but by then my tastes were changing and i saw that as like pop rather than psyk, compared to pink floyd. again i never got into his 80s stuff, although he is quite a talented artist.
24april2015
you can't help it if you got fans for what ever reason, as for the fm radio , personally i never really got into it. what i mean by that is , i knew people who used to tape this and that, that's fair enough. i may have taped a few things here and there, mainly just to listen afterwards , then tape over it with something or rather. tapes weren't cheap either , not to tape some radio and just keep it, if you ain't gonna play it what's the use. sometimes i think about the things i could of recorded. you know it don't matter none, things sound different then and now and again. it's how you perceive it, and incorporate it , that's the spirit. things in a box or on a shelf never played are just that, things in a box. after time it becomes lots and lots of things in a box, then the format changes and it's even more things added on, then you just watch crap on telly.
5july2015
you know i could have finished the whole blog there, ending where it began. the whole purpose of the blog was to put up the john peel fm tapes, which i worked into a story. part of my story, like i said before, there's billions of stories on the net. i find mine interesting. the peel tapes would have been in a box, and going nowhere. now they're somewhere.
19july2015
ps.. did you like the way in which i could of ended it anyway. that's how it is beginning is middle is end, continuum. the beginning here was the eagles, i didn't know how to incorporate them in this. i still don't. they were part of the fm film though. everybody knows the eagles. i was watching some ogwt, whistle test, they were on it not once but twice.
21july2015
moon day on a tuesday, you know one great step day.(get it, 21 july is tuesday) the eagles, landed with their greatest hits hype, although you could choose from 2 albums, their greatest hits or one of these nights. it was a bit like cat stevens albums of their time, tea for the tillerman and teaser and the firecat. i had teaser and the firecat, but that's another story. me being, of take the easy way, back then. besides it had, take it easy, on it as well as, one of these nights, choose one of these nights. to tell you the truth i felt ripped off. i thought they were shit country,, first listen. at that time i was further away from country as you could be.
22july2015
that last bit seems a bit confusing , i bought their greatest hits, probably confused to which one to buy. like i said, i felt ripped off. i felt that way about a few albums i bought over the years. that album sat in my small box of about 40 or so records for a few weeks before it got another listen. being bored with the other stuff i had . i gave it another listen, then just songs that i liked. one of these nights, then take it easy, then desperado, then i sort of liked a few, but still thought of it as country hippy shit, at that time i was far more into ian hunters first album, even that only had a few okay songs. but i had never heard of mott the hoople.
23july2015
i was trying to figure out where to go after that bit of a glimpse. i could of easily continued on , but the need to sort of distance myself from that realm, became appropriate. i wanted to go lighter but not too light. i couldn't really figure out where to go without repeating , which will be a problem, for most things repeat. so if you wanna distance yourself, don't repeat. then i thought about doing another band or music thing. some light shit what i liked over the years. there's a ton of stories of such bands. bands you maybe like a few songs, maybe an album or two. i didn't feel right about writing on one band, that i may have listened to for a short period , then hardly ever. although not really that light i did think of the eagles. i liked a few, and then i didn't. you know there's heaps of stuff like that, and it would of become complicated . i wanted something that i could turn on and off , come and go real easy like. then i thought about that fm movie and/or album that was associated with that music in the 70s .
13april2015
fm or frequency modulation, was invented by a bloke called armstrong. in australian terms he would have been called a Larrikin , that being, sort of boyish thrill seeking, prankster type. i'm not too sure of the history here, i did see a doco on him years ago now. r.c.a. basically fucked him up. i have to do some research on him. at this point in time, that's about all i know. as for the fm movie/album, i've never really seen it. i think it was on telly one night , i started watching it, but thought it was passe'. i checked out the album on the wiki. much to my relief there is a eagles song there, life in the fast lane. thats off hotel california as i remember, i was well past them by that stage. i think the earliest thing there , that i was into years before, was steely dan. i had can't buy a thrill album, i think the song ,do it again ,still stands up today. it's as much disco as new order. maybe not. the rest of the album is typical of that era, although i did like the cover. now, i can't even remember the other songs on the album , reelin in the years, that's all i can remember.
15april2015
i did the old google check about armstrong, it sort of sums up what i said, as for steely dan i forgot about the dirty work song. that pretty much sums up steely dan for me, i never really got into of their other stuff. a band thats not on the album but would sort of fit in , is america. the single, horse with no name, was a big hit on the pool room jukebox . i actually thought it earlier than late 1972, a lot of different types of music came out in 1972, when you think about it, that you couldn't keep up with it. thinking about the pool room jukebox, and the double a sided, judging by the plays, america - horse with no name/ sandman, the doors - riders on the storm/ the changling, the bee gees - run to me/ road to alaska, the surfaris - wipe out /surfer joe, i don't know how wipe out was still on the jukebox , but it was. other songs got played a lot , but the b side didn't get a look in, you know i'm talking 1972/3 here. as for fm radio , non existent at this time period.
17april2015
not really non existent, but most transistor radios pre 1975 were am and those with alternative waves were short wave. although tv volume was transmittered in fm. this guy had a radio and it had fm, as i remember. there was no stations transmitting, maybe a foreign language thing, i can't remember. going through the frequencies pretty much silence, except for buzzy noises and morse code beeps, they reckoned it was ships. he said the only thing was a tv channel broadcast, i think we listened to gilligans island with amazement, that ran thin after a couple of days. thats about as good as fm got here then. another artist on the album was bob seger, who i heard a few years before the fm movie, not through countdown or radio. on wednesday nights there used to be pool comps up mt kembla pub. all the unanderra boys used to go on wednesday evenings, which i was part of at that time, when ever the night moves album came out. apparently the jukebox was on the blink up there. and the ant hill mob, thats the mt kembla boys brought some records to play . although there was hillbilly types up there, there was also well off, tuned in guys from school living up there. they played the night moves album, i thought the first song was ok. well the song came on ,the fire down below, i said who's that they said bob seger. i really liked that song then, i can't remember it at all now, haven't heard it for years, i did buy that album and flogged it to death. although he was popular here later on, i didn't go much on the later stuff. you know my names robert too.
18april2015
i forgot to mention steve miller band, he had a big hit with the joker, my sister had the single, as did the pinny jukebox. the album, fly like an eagle, was a hit, mainly through word of mouth. it was like radio here weren't playing the overseas stuff in favour of local product or some reason. maybe i was listening to the radio less , having a few records at the time. when i think about, i got an el cheap 3 in 1 record, tape and radio, it had fm and fm stereo, that probably would have been 1975. before that i had an old stereogram record player and radio, a big thing that was part of the old tv from the early 60s, but a separate unit. it never had fm, but picked up sydney am quite well, probably had the same old stylus, i never bought one. at that time i only had a few lps any ways, it was mainly radio ,in my room. with the steve miller i bought the book of dreams lp, but by then my tastes were changing and i saw that as like pop rather than psyk, compared to pink floyd. again i never got into his 80s stuff, although he is quite a talented artist.
24april2015
you can't help it if you got fans for what ever reason, as for the fm radio , personally i never really got into it. what i mean by that is , i knew people who used to tape this and that, that's fair enough. i may have taped a few things here and there, mainly just to listen afterwards , then tape over it with something or rather. tapes weren't cheap either , not to tape some radio and just keep it, if you ain't gonna play it what's the use. sometimes i think about the things i could of recorded. you know it don't matter none, things sound different then and now and again. it's how you perceive it, and incorporate it , that's the spirit. things in a box or on a shelf never played are just that, things in a box. after time it becomes lots and lots of things in a box, then the format changes and it's even more things added on, then you just watch crap on telly.
5july2015
you know i could have finished the whole blog there, ending where it began. the whole purpose of the blog was to put up the john peel fm tapes, which i worked into a story. part of my story, like i said before, there's billions of stories on the net. i find mine interesting. the peel tapes would have been in a box, and going nowhere. now they're somewhere.
19july2015
ps.. did you like the way in which i could of ended it anyway. that's how it is beginning is middle is end, continuum. the beginning here was the eagles, i didn't know how to incorporate them in this. i still don't. they were part of the fm film though. everybody knows the eagles. i was watching some ogwt, whistle test, they were on it not once but twice.
21july2015
moon day on a tuesday, you know one great step day.(get it, 21 july is tuesday) the eagles, landed with their greatest hits hype, although you could choose from 2 albums, their greatest hits or one of these nights. it was a bit like cat stevens albums of their time, tea for the tillerman and teaser and the firecat. i had teaser and the firecat, but that's another story. me being, of take the easy way, back then. besides it had, take it easy, on it as well as, one of these nights, choose one of these nights. to tell you the truth i felt ripped off. i thought they were shit country,, first listen. at that time i was further away from country as you could be.
22july2015
that last bit seems a bit confusing , i bought their greatest hits, probably confused to which one to buy. like i said, i felt ripped off. i felt that way about a few albums i bought over the years. that album sat in my small box of about 40 or so records for a few weeks before it got another listen. being bored with the other stuff i had . i gave it another listen, then just songs that i liked. one of these nights, then take it easy, then desperado, then i sort of liked a few, but still thought of it as country hippy shit, at that time i was far more into ian hunters first album, even that only had a few okay songs. but i had never heard of mott the hoople.
23july2015
match book doesn't indicate fm though,
all rooms outside ?, probably outside view
all rooms outside ?, probably outside view
25july2015
by the time hotel california came out, my life had changed somewhat from when i bought their greatest hits. i had gone from life on the dole, $aus72 a fortnight, although it was $31 a week first, actually it was $26 a week first. when i first applied in dec 74 it was $22.50, over time it did go up bit by bit, i had friends who were on it in 1972, it was $7.50 then and labor changed it. so it's pretty obvious why i was pissed off buying, their greatest hits, forking out $6.99 wasn't cheap. even so, my format had changed to tapes for some reason, so the eagles and ian hunter would have been about the last records i bought, excepting for the occasional second hand thing. so, i was working, cashed up pay day, new clothes and new music. i probably just bought the latest which i knew, it's hard to remember now, but i can sort of remember, buying 3 tapes one thursday night, one being hotel california. i think one of the reasons i switched to tapes was they ? sounded better no scratches or you could take them places in your pocket or some reason. tapes were in, records were out. that would change of course.
27july2015
been thinking about that time, it might not have much to do with fm, maybe there's some relevance to something. before i get to hotel california. i was thinking about that fitters labourers job, i got in the steelworks. at first, it was in the machine shop, just sweeping the floor and emptying metal shavings from the apprentices machines. i got talking to them about shit, like music and that. they were mainly 3rd and 4th year, i would have been 2nd year if i never lost mine. they were into some pretty rank things, one guy was going on about nazareth loud'n'proud album. i thought this must be a good record if he's going on about it. i thought it was shit, that type of rock never did much for me , that some old stodgy dribble, dinosaur rock. i told the cunt i bought that shit too, he reckoned it was great, pull the chain. another guy on a lathe, a goatee bearded hippy type, probably a fourth year, reckoned he heard a great album on double jay radio, that was then on am. where i lived was like slum gully as far as reception was concerned pretty bad. the old stereo gram had gone by then, i just had the small 3 in 1. them days i was out mainly anyways, not at home listening to the radio. a little bit of radio in the mornings from the clock radio , them very first ones where the numbers turned around, poor reception from sydney, 2sm was just okay on a good day, i didn't bother with the local stations , 2 then, abc and commercial station. getting back to this lathe dude. the album he was on about was j.geils band - full house. i can still visualize him telling me all about it, and what good music they played, yeah the one that got away, yesterday . i bought that also. i thought it was a bit stodgy also, but i played that a few times. i liked a long thing on it with the magic dick bloke on the harmonica, at that time he was the best player, amazing. that was around the last of me buying records. i can't remember songs. i checked out nazareth on the wiki, they give it four stars, there must be something wrong with me, i noticed the ballad of hollis brown, maybe or probably the dylan one, i can't remember it. that album got played 4 times i think.
28july2015
diverting can be beneficial when looking for a future direction. a thing i did on stoned occasions, was to tune the fm tv station on the radio , whilst the telly was on . this effect gave a few seconds delay between the two, something i only ever got once from a pink floyd record.
5august2015
it's been awhile since i wrote here, it's hard to get into the flow, mainly due to other things. you've probably figured out that this will end with some eagles thing. among the things that have happened since i last blogged here, was this bloke, who's in one of the ironworkers photos ,has past away. he lived in these block of flats called hotel california, i'll take a photo of them flats, maybe a goggle map. i forgot what street. other than that , i 'll try and get into this and start a new, soon.
6august2015
27july2015
been thinking about that time, it might not have much to do with fm, maybe there's some relevance to something. before i get to hotel california. i was thinking about that fitters labourers job, i got in the steelworks. at first, it was in the machine shop, just sweeping the floor and emptying metal shavings from the apprentices machines. i got talking to them about shit, like music and that. they were mainly 3rd and 4th year, i would have been 2nd year if i never lost mine. they were into some pretty rank things, one guy was going on about nazareth loud'n'proud album. i thought this must be a good record if he's going on about it. i thought it was shit, that type of rock never did much for me , that some old stodgy dribble, dinosaur rock. i told the cunt i bought that shit too, he reckoned it was great, pull the chain. another guy on a lathe, a goatee bearded hippy type, probably a fourth year, reckoned he heard a great album on double jay radio, that was then on am. where i lived was like slum gully as far as reception was concerned pretty bad. the old stereo gram had gone by then, i just had the small 3 in 1. them days i was out mainly anyways, not at home listening to the radio. a little bit of radio in the mornings from the clock radio , them very first ones where the numbers turned around, poor reception from sydney, 2sm was just okay on a good day, i didn't bother with the local stations , 2 then, abc and commercial station. getting back to this lathe dude. the album he was on about was j.geils band - full house. i can still visualize him telling me all about it, and what good music they played, yeah the one that got away, yesterday . i bought that also. i thought it was a bit stodgy also, but i played that a few times. i liked a long thing on it with the magic dick bloke on the harmonica, at that time he was the best player, amazing. that was around the last of me buying records. i can't remember songs. i checked out nazareth on the wiki, they give it four stars, there must be something wrong with me, i noticed the ballad of hollis brown, maybe or probably the dylan one, i can't remember it. that album got played 4 times i think.
28july2015
diverting can be beneficial when looking for a future direction. a thing i did on stoned occasions, was to tune the fm tv station on the radio , whilst the telly was on . this effect gave a few seconds delay between the two, something i only ever got once from a pink floyd record.
5august2015
it's been awhile since i wrote here, it's hard to get into the flow, mainly due to other things. you've probably figured out that this will end with some eagles thing. among the things that have happened since i last blogged here, was this bloke, who's in one of the ironworkers photos ,has past away. he lived in these block of flats called hotel california, i'll take a photo of them flats, maybe a goggle map. i forgot what street. other than that , i 'll try and get into this and start a new, soon.
6august2015
california flats wollongong
these flats were probably built in the 60s, today are dwarfed by development. i don't know too much about them, i haven't been round that area for some time now. as for the guy that died there, i don't know too much there either , although i have known him since the eighties. i didn't know he lived there until much later. he wasn't well from hep c for along time, as much as i know is he was found dead. r.i.p.
12august2015
so it's welcome to the hotel california time. so i bought the tape , as for now , i don't no any songs expecting hotel california, and life in the fast lane. i haven't played or heard that album , probably since 1979. i think i liked, the last resort, but i can't remember it. the hype got me again with, the long run, this time on vinyl, and pretty much it for me with the eagles and fm.
12august2015
so it's welcome to the hotel california time. so i bought the tape , as for now , i don't no any songs expecting hotel california, and life in the fast lane. i haven't played or heard that album , probably since 1979. i think i liked, the last resort, but i can't remember it. the hype got me again with, the long run, this time on vinyl, and pretty much it for me with the eagles and fm.
Monday, March 30, 2015
glimpse
30march2015
after doing that nineties blog i needed to put a kink in between blogs. then came the title, the battle for the soul, though appropriate , didn't really feel right. that was the main reason for the kink, among others. others being the space in which i'd have to revisit . in actual fact that space hasn't gone anyway it's all relevant, as is the past. it's the strength of now in which we deal with it. i thought about calling it after the woman that read the book, but that would be a bit of an ego trip on her behalf. like most ideas things come from dreamtime, so that's where the title came from , a dream. i think it fits fine.
1april2015
today was april fools day, maybe i was being foolish , thinking i could just say a prayer and there wouldn't be any consequence. as things were building up around the place. i can't remember exactly what weird shit happened around the place, but there was a number of strange incidents, as per the usual creepy shit. i'm not quite sure what the initial idea was. even now a lot things have happened, since then say 98 or 99. so i say the prayer , i know somethings gonna happen. i'm gonna push this thing until something does. if not, i'm still gonna know i been through something. a few days later the woman rings up, comes round with a this stuff, the big hippy bag with whatever they believe inside. so i told her there was weird shit happening lately. she seemed undeterred by that. she began reading her belief . it didn't go down to well with what i was about at that time. while she was reading, in my head i was praying. i felt like she was setting me on fire. any other time it probably would have just gone over my head, and just brush it off as bullshit. i think, because i was doing my own thing. there was some kind of reaction.
4april2015
i think we had a smoke, not quite sure about that. i think i just saw that as a setback, as well as the reading stuff. i thought i'd get stoned and start later on the clean up. at the time i thought not a lot about, the two things , me saying prayers and the woman visiting. there was lust on my part, what's new, excepting she was 10 years older than me. very much the hippy gypsy. after she left , i got some phones calls from her, i should of sussed something out, the power of the pouch, naively blind. after a couple of days the fun really began.
6april2015
so, i woke up ,made coffee and lit up a cig. as soon as i took a drag, i froze . froze? froze like nothing else. the cig just smoldered away in my fingers. after a real struggle i managed to get to my feet. i looked in the mirror and i saw death. when i say death, i mean spiritless. i thought i'd push the cigs a little too far and long. for some reason i said the prayer , and i started to feel better. i looked in the mirror and seen i was getting back to normal. after a while i lit up another cig, the same thing happened. again i said the prayer and i got normal. i started thinking what the fuck was going on. then i remember the woman reading incident , i thought shes put some kind of spell on me. i was in a state, maybe manic. fell into temptation. don't know. the prayer worked though
7april2015
after thinking for awhile about what was going on, was it some kind of breakdown, maybe the cigs. being a bit of a chain smoker, not that much, but pretty heavy over the years. even without smoking the cigs, the spirit started leaving my body and i'd start to freeze, not cold but motionless . saying the prayer was a life source , it became like a bottle of oxygen. it was weird , even thinking about stuff and the spirit would start leaving. it became smoke a cig , then say the prayer.
8april2015
so there you've had a glimpse. i obviously came good, or i wouldn't be typing this. good or bad who's to say. all i can say at this point in time, is i came this far, in losing it completely. how far, it doesn't matter, this far, that far. you lost it, you lost it.
after doing that nineties blog i needed to put a kink in between blogs. then came the title, the battle for the soul, though appropriate , didn't really feel right. that was the main reason for the kink, among others. others being the space in which i'd have to revisit . in actual fact that space hasn't gone anyway it's all relevant, as is the past. it's the strength of now in which we deal with it. i thought about calling it after the woman that read the book, but that would be a bit of an ego trip on her behalf. like most ideas things come from dreamtime, so that's where the title came from , a dream. i think it fits fine.
1april2015
today was april fools day, maybe i was being foolish , thinking i could just say a prayer and there wouldn't be any consequence. as things were building up around the place. i can't remember exactly what weird shit happened around the place, but there was a number of strange incidents, as per the usual creepy shit. i'm not quite sure what the initial idea was. even now a lot things have happened, since then say 98 or 99. so i say the prayer , i know somethings gonna happen. i'm gonna push this thing until something does. if not, i'm still gonna know i been through something. a few days later the woman rings up, comes round with a this stuff, the big hippy bag with whatever they believe inside. so i told her there was weird shit happening lately. she seemed undeterred by that. she began reading her belief . it didn't go down to well with what i was about at that time. while she was reading, in my head i was praying. i felt like she was setting me on fire. any other time it probably would have just gone over my head, and just brush it off as bullshit. i think, because i was doing my own thing. there was some kind of reaction.
4april2015
i think we had a smoke, not quite sure about that. i think i just saw that as a setback, as well as the reading stuff. i thought i'd get stoned and start later on the clean up. at the time i thought not a lot about, the two things , me saying prayers and the woman visiting. there was lust on my part, what's new, excepting she was 10 years older than me. very much the hippy gypsy. after she left , i got some phones calls from her, i should of sussed something out, the power of the pouch, naively blind. after a couple of days the fun really began.
6april2015
so, i woke up ,made coffee and lit up a cig. as soon as i took a drag, i froze . froze? froze like nothing else. the cig just smoldered away in my fingers. after a real struggle i managed to get to my feet. i looked in the mirror and i saw death. when i say death, i mean spiritless. i thought i'd push the cigs a little too far and long. for some reason i said the prayer , and i started to feel better. i looked in the mirror and seen i was getting back to normal. after a while i lit up another cig, the same thing happened. again i said the prayer and i got normal. i started thinking what the fuck was going on. then i remember the woman reading incident , i thought shes put some kind of spell on me. i was in a state, maybe manic. fell into temptation. don't know. the prayer worked though
7april2015
after thinking for awhile about what was going on, was it some kind of breakdown, maybe the cigs. being a bit of a chain smoker, not that much, but pretty heavy over the years. even without smoking the cigs, the spirit started leaving my body and i'd start to freeze, not cold but motionless . saying the prayer was a life source , it became like a bottle of oxygen. it was weird , even thinking about stuff and the spirit would start leaving. it became smoke a cig , then say the prayer.
8april2015
so there you've had a glimpse. i obviously came good, or i wouldn't be typing this. good or bad who's to say. all i can say at this point in time, is i came this far, in losing it completely. how far, it doesn't matter, this far, that far. you lost it, you lost it.
Monday, March 2, 2015
wollongong
3march2015
you know you gotta be born somewhere, that ain't my fault. the story as i heard it. on my 21st birthday , the old boy told a story about him , my granddad and an aboriginal bloke by the name of bryant, were up kembla bowling club , drinking and playing pokies. they made a tape of the story and gave it to me. it's long gone, i wasn't real interested in it at that time, one or two listens. i don't know what happened to that tape, probably taped over or lost. i found the bit about the club interesting, me and a few friends used to go to that club in the seventies, probably even played them machines. they were the old machines around, not many people knew about that club, kembla heights bowling club. now we're talking 1958, in them days when the pub shut at whatever, on saturdays they could go up the bowling club and drink and whatever they did in them days. i remember the old boy saying they were playing the dinars, dinars was slang term for a shilling, i remember them dodgy old machines still up there. i was born at 5 am, at wollongong.
6march2015
although i was born in wollongong, my recollections are somewhat vague. mainly because i lived in another suburb. i've been thinking a tiny bit about my earliest memories. the earliest probably was going to the dump at night. wollongong had a dump pretty close to the city, although it's still a dump it's since been turn into a refuse dump, whatever that means. back then , early sixties , it was just a free dump. i remember all the rats eyes shining in the lights of the car, that was the highlight. there's probably bits and bits that pop up in thought now and then. like, a shop that sold gifts and things, i got one of them coffin money boxes with the hand that comes out and grabs the coin, and the smoking monkey with them paper cigs. a time that i remember was a, had too be there things. car had flat battery , mother and sister had to push , clutch start , car takes off, had to do a few laps to find them, it was raining and they were on someones porch. my mother said, do i remember that. the old mans reaction was very homeresk , you know homer simpson.
7march2015
i tend not to think to much about them early days, but things pop up as i walk the streets. for instance, i remember we used to line up along this brick fence, waiting to go to the town hall for some estedford thing. we used to just be able to grab the top and pull yourself up , and peer over at the codgers playing bowls, i don't know what it is with this blog and bowling clubs. now the fence is about chest height. i went to the movie theatre a bit i can't really remember much , a few disney things maybe, they used to stand for God save the Queen, but that was phasing out as i got older. there was the occasional visit someone at the hospital , muck around up and down in the elevators while waiting for visiting hours, beat the elevator run up the steps, shit like that. a favourite shop window where you did the axis of symmetry trick , and other people looked down the glass and laugh . every year there was shows around the place, still is in some places. the wollongong show is now defunct. it used to run from thursday to sunday in october, just a smaller version of the royal easter show in sydney.
8march2015
this is mainly just to get away from that other stuff for a time. i got more to say about the show, that'll come later. i thought wollongong meant meeting or market place in an aboriginal language. then i thought it was canberra that meant that. luckily , i got the trusty, the readers digest great encyclopedia dictionary. their got wollongong :- see, the monster comes!. really? i also looked up canberra :- women's breasts , meeting place. now i know why the place is full of tits. most people know capt. cook stopped at botany bay in 1770, that's 18 years before the first fleet. on the 25th of april, that's anzac day, capt. cook sailed past wollongong. as they sailed up the coast , they named places in their journal. a place that is still called that to this day is red point, among other places. i sometimes think it would be good to have a time machine and travel back to that day and watch them sail past.
12march2015
if you haven't figured out by now, this is more of a before and after, not so much reminiscing, more of a feeling.
16march2015
that was short, i could go on about before, till the cows come home, and after the bull shits. like the show, the first night, thursday, they might have bands, just the opening night some acts or something in the entertainment vein . one i remember, although i was just that bit young to go the thursday night, they had the wrestling on, world championship wrestling, then. people like brute barnard , skull murphy, mario milano, king curtis and so on. a couple of louts spat at king curtis and he chased them all the way up crown st. i just heard the stories at school. the show had boxing tents and strip tease type tents . i got to go in the strip tease tent with a neighbour , her daughter and my sister , i just tagged along. they were the only girls in the audience. i think they just wanted to see what happened. a woman done the feather bit, when she got down to just panty hose, with the horny vibe from the audience, they left taking me with them, i never got to see the map of tasmania.. there was a couple of them tents one called bubbles as i remember. i was about 10 or 11. a kid reckoned they had them tents down narooma show too. he said they had a bloke out the front saying see nana in the nude, see nana in the nude. when they went in the bloke peeled a banana.
25march2015
you get the idea, i think it's time to move on. without repeating what of i've already said previously . today i went into town , 4pm. okay it was raining , but what a fucking ghost town. they fucked the place. no bullshit. any time in the last 45 years you could go into town at 4pm there be some sort of something.
you know you gotta be born somewhere, that ain't my fault. the story as i heard it. on my 21st birthday , the old boy told a story about him , my granddad and an aboriginal bloke by the name of bryant, were up kembla bowling club , drinking and playing pokies. they made a tape of the story and gave it to me. it's long gone, i wasn't real interested in it at that time, one or two listens. i don't know what happened to that tape, probably taped over or lost. i found the bit about the club interesting, me and a few friends used to go to that club in the seventies, probably even played them machines. they were the old machines around, not many people knew about that club, kembla heights bowling club. now we're talking 1958, in them days when the pub shut at whatever, on saturdays they could go up the bowling club and drink and whatever they did in them days. i remember the old boy saying they were playing the dinars, dinars was slang term for a shilling, i remember them dodgy old machines still up there. i was born at 5 am, at wollongong.
6march2015
although i was born in wollongong, my recollections are somewhat vague. mainly because i lived in another suburb. i've been thinking a tiny bit about my earliest memories. the earliest probably was going to the dump at night. wollongong had a dump pretty close to the city, although it's still a dump it's since been turn into a refuse dump, whatever that means. back then , early sixties , it was just a free dump. i remember all the rats eyes shining in the lights of the car, that was the highlight. there's probably bits and bits that pop up in thought now and then. like, a shop that sold gifts and things, i got one of them coffin money boxes with the hand that comes out and grabs the coin, and the smoking monkey with them paper cigs. a time that i remember was a, had too be there things. car had flat battery , mother and sister had to push , clutch start , car takes off, had to do a few laps to find them, it was raining and they were on someones porch. my mother said, do i remember that. the old mans reaction was very homeresk , you know homer simpson.
7march2015
i tend not to think to much about them early days, but things pop up as i walk the streets. for instance, i remember we used to line up along this brick fence, waiting to go to the town hall for some estedford thing. we used to just be able to grab the top and pull yourself up , and peer over at the codgers playing bowls, i don't know what it is with this blog and bowling clubs. now the fence is about chest height. i went to the movie theatre a bit i can't really remember much , a few disney things maybe, they used to stand for God save the Queen, but that was phasing out as i got older. there was the occasional visit someone at the hospital , muck around up and down in the elevators while waiting for visiting hours, beat the elevator run up the steps, shit like that. a favourite shop window where you did the axis of symmetry trick , and other people looked down the glass and laugh . every year there was shows around the place, still is in some places. the wollongong show is now defunct. it used to run from thursday to sunday in october, just a smaller version of the royal easter show in sydney.
8march2015
this is mainly just to get away from that other stuff for a time. i got more to say about the show, that'll come later. i thought wollongong meant meeting or market place in an aboriginal language. then i thought it was canberra that meant that. luckily , i got the trusty, the readers digest great encyclopedia dictionary. their got wollongong :- see, the monster comes!. really? i also looked up canberra :- women's breasts , meeting place. now i know why the place is full of tits. most people know capt. cook stopped at botany bay in 1770, that's 18 years before the first fleet. on the 25th of april, that's anzac day, capt. cook sailed past wollongong. as they sailed up the coast , they named places in their journal. a place that is still called that to this day is red point, among other places. i sometimes think it would be good to have a time machine and travel back to that day and watch them sail past.
12march2015
if you haven't figured out by now, this is more of a before and after, not so much reminiscing, more of a feeling.
16march2015
that was short, i could go on about before, till the cows come home, and after the bull shits. like the show, the first night, thursday, they might have bands, just the opening night some acts or something in the entertainment vein . one i remember, although i was just that bit young to go the thursday night, they had the wrestling on, world championship wrestling, then. people like brute barnard , skull murphy, mario milano, king curtis and so on. a couple of louts spat at king curtis and he chased them all the way up crown st. i just heard the stories at school. the show had boxing tents and strip tease type tents . i got to go in the strip tease tent with a neighbour , her daughter and my sister , i just tagged along. they were the only girls in the audience. i think they just wanted to see what happened. a woman done the feather bit, when she got down to just panty hose, with the horny vibe from the audience, they left taking me with them, i never got to see the map of tasmania.. there was a couple of them tents one called bubbles as i remember. i was about 10 or 11. a kid reckoned they had them tents down narooma show too. he said they had a bloke out the front saying see nana in the nude, see nana in the nude. when they went in the bloke peeled a banana.
25march2015
you get the idea, i think it's time to move on. without repeating what of i've already said previously . today i went into town , 4pm. okay it was raining , but what a fucking ghost town. they fucked the place. no bullshit. any time in the last 45 years you could go into town at 4pm there be some sort of something.
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