Merry Chrispymas 2009!!! (10th anniversary edition)
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Dec 24, 2009, 10:21:07 PM12/24/09
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Greetings one & all, it's that time again for the annual posting of this
old gem, and it's the 10th anniversary for it too, I believe (and if it's
not, then don't tell me -b/c I'd like to believe that it is! So there!) :)
I wrote this originally on Christmas eve back in '99 as a lark, with the help of my bro Mike, and it's been making the rounds every year in various Churchy places ever since. If it's new to you, I hope that you enjoy it.
In honor of this milestone event, I've altered the text just a tiny bit,
and have enlisted the artistic talent of the one & only, the multi-talented,
the illustrious ... Mr. Martin Kennedy!!! (of All India Radio and the
Kilbey/Kennedy project) According to Mr. Kennedy, the illustration was
inspired by the overall theme of the piece, rather than by any direct
literal interpretation ...and by the fact that he couldn't get the idea of
S. Kilbey dressed as Santa out of his head! (and believe me -you won't get
it out of your head now either! lol!)
Many thanks to Martin for lending his time and skill to this!
So, without further ado, I hope that you all have a VERY wonderful holiday
season!!!
-chrispy (THE chrispy)
PS: Please go to this site and dl Martin's "Once-A-Day" CD of All India
Radio and Kilbey/Kennedy remixes, demos and rarities -it's totally FREE and it's
Martin's holiday gift to YOU!
The link: http://allindiaradio.bandcamp.com/album/once-a-day-free-tracks
A present from St. Chrispy….
‘Twas the night before Chrispymas, and all through the list,
not a Seancer was posting ...except for Chrisp! :)
His presents were wrapped, and under the tree,
Perhaps Santa would deliver some new Kilbey/Kennedy;
He should've been sleeping, but lay awake instead,
While dreams of the new album danced in his head.
He had on his HOB tour shirt, SASE spinning nearby,
He had just reached track 7 -that great song "Lullaby".
When all of a sudden there arose such a skipping,
he didn't notice at first -he thought he was tripping.
but away to the player he flew like a flash,
smacked it a few times, and it fell with a crash.
But the player's speakers continued to sound,
Giving a great vibe to the room all around.
When, what into the yard outside should drive,
But a small red minivan & U-haul, with The Church inside!
Along with a couple of roadies, Trevor and Ward;
I knew that this night, I wouldn't be bored.
Out of the van like rock stars they came;
I started shouting and yelling and called them by name,
"Hey Peter, Hey Marty, Hey Steve, Hey Timmy!
Er.. Mr. Willson-Piper, Mr. Powles, Mr. Koppes, and Mr. Kilbey...".
They said, "We've got a private gig for you, a present, -the set list's
your call;
perhaps something from 'Seance', 'Magician', 'Heyday', or 'Baal'?"
Like leaves in the wind, the roadies did fly;
They set up all the instruments, and gave them a try.
Then up onto the stage the guys were drawn,
I couldn't believe it! A concert on my lawn!
And then in a twinkling, began a new song that they wrote,
They started strumming & picking on each little note.
I took the entire scene in, and was swaying around,
And over to the mic Mr. Kilbey came with a bound.
He was dressed in white jeans from his waist to his feet,
The rest of his clothes were road-worn, but still pretty neat.
He had his milk-white bass, strung over his back,
While Marty & Peter stood poised as if for attack..
My eyes --how they twinkled, I was feeling so merry!
The songs were like ...roses, only darker and scary! :)
Tim drummed with his sticks repeatedly up and down,
And a great steady beat throbbed through my town.
Marty had the stump of a joint held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.
And Peter -he stood and played like the pro that he was,
The speakers were thumping and shaking (Peter -the cause).
Marty was jumping all over the stage like an elf!
I laughed when I thought this (I couldn't help myself).
After many a tunes the set list wore down
(I was still in shock -The Church in *my* town!).
I had seen them play live before, so had nothing to fear,
But I couldn't help but think "shouldn't Santa be here?"
With a nod from the guys, and a wave of their hands;
(No need to say much, it was easy to understand.)
They spoke not a word, but went straight to their ride,
Got into the vans and started to drive.
The red minivan in the lead, ...kind of like a sleigh.
(Sorry, no Rudolph, just red-nosed roadies guiding their way.)
Suddenly, I awoke on the floor -back in my room!
The fallen player on my head no longer playing it's tune.
The dream that I'd had was caused by my klutzy tripping;
Note to self: Don't smack the CD player to STOP it from skipping.
Still, I was very grateful to have dreamnt such a sight;
So, Merry Chrispymas to all, but for now ....GOOD NIGHT!
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I wrote this originally on Christmas eve back in '99 as a lark, with the help of my bro Mike, and it's been making the rounds every year in various Churchy places ever since. If it's new to you, I hope that you enjoy it.
In honor of this milestone event, I've altered the text just a tiny bit,
and have enlisted the artistic talent of the one & only, the multi-talented,
the illustrious ... Mr. Martin Kennedy!!! (of All India Radio and the
Kilbey/Kennedy project) According to Mr. Kennedy, the illustration was
inspired by the overall theme of the piece, rather than by any direct
literal interpretation ...and by the fact that he couldn't get the idea of
S. Kilbey dressed as Santa out of his head! (and believe me -you won't get
it out of your head now either! lol!)
Many thanks to Martin for lending his time and skill to this!
So, without further ado, I hope that you all have a VERY wonderful holiday
season!!!
-chrispy (THE chrispy)
PS: Please go to this site and dl Martin's "Once-A-Day" CD of All India
Radio and Kilbey/Kennedy remixes, demos and rarities -it's totally FREE and it's
Martin's holiday gift to YOU!
The link: http://allindiaradio.bandcamp.com/album/once-a-day-free-tracks
A present from St. Chrispy….
‘Twas the night before Chrispymas, and all through the list,
not a Seancer was posting ...except for Chrisp! :)
His presents were wrapped, and under the tree,
Perhaps Santa would deliver some new Kilbey/Kennedy;
He should've been sleeping, but lay awake instead,
While dreams of the new album danced in his head.
He had on his HOB tour shirt, SASE spinning nearby,
He had just reached track 7 -that great song "Lullaby".
When all of a sudden there arose such a skipping,
he didn't notice at first -he thought he was tripping.
but away to the player he flew like a flash,
smacked it a few times, and it fell with a crash.
But the player's speakers continued to sound,
Giving a great vibe to the room all around.
When, what into the yard outside should drive,
But a small red minivan & U-haul, with The Church inside!
Along with a couple of roadies, Trevor and Ward;
I knew that this night, I wouldn't be bored.
Out of the van like rock stars they came;
I started shouting and yelling and called them by name,
"Hey Peter, Hey Marty, Hey Steve, Hey Timmy!
Er.. Mr. Willson-Piper, Mr. Powles, Mr. Koppes, and Mr. Kilbey...".
They said, "We've got a private gig for you, a present, -the set list's
your call;
perhaps something from 'Seance', 'Magician', 'Heyday', or 'Baal'?"
Like leaves in the wind, the roadies did fly;
They set up all the instruments, and gave them a try.
Then up onto the stage the guys were drawn,
I couldn't believe it! A concert on my lawn!
And then in a twinkling, began a new song that they wrote,
They started strumming & picking on each little note.
I took the entire scene in, and was swaying around,
And over to the mic Mr. Kilbey came with a bound.
He was dressed in white jeans from his waist to his feet,
The rest of his clothes were road-worn, but still pretty neat.
He had his milk-white bass, strung over his back,
While Marty & Peter stood poised as if for attack..
My eyes --how they twinkled, I was feeling so merry!
The songs were like ...roses, only darker and scary! :)
Tim drummed with his sticks repeatedly up and down,
And a great steady beat throbbed through my town.
Marty had the stump of a joint held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.
And Peter -he stood and played like the pro that he was,
The speakers were thumping and shaking (Peter -the cause).
Marty was jumping all over the stage like an elf!
I laughed when I thought this (I couldn't help myself).
After many a tunes the set list wore down
(I was still in shock -The Church in *my* town!).
I had seen them play live before, so had nothing to fear,
But I couldn't help but think "shouldn't Santa be here?"
With a nod from the guys, and a wave of their hands;
(No need to say much, it was easy to understand.)
They spoke not a word, but went straight to their ride,
Got into the vans and started to drive.
The red minivan in the lead, ...kind of like a sleigh.
(Sorry, no Rudolph, just red-nosed roadies guiding their way.)
Suddenly, I awoke on the floor -back in my room!
The fallen player on my head no longer playing it's tune.
The dream that I'd had was caused by my klutzy tripping;
Note to self: Don't smack the CD player to STOP it from skipping.
Still, I was very grateful to have dreamnt such a sight;
So, Merry Chrispymas to all, but for now ....GOOD NIGHT!
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