Wichita Lineman means a lot to me. I used to play it for my beloved when we first met: I was trying to impress her with my guitar skills because she didn't seem too impressed by my conversation, my sexual prowess, or my recipe for spicy peanut satay sauce. A tough one to break.
Stereo Stories is delighted to be invited to return to Albury,New South Wales, for the Write Around The Murray Festival. We'll be performing at the festival on Saturday evening, 16 September.
Was One Perfect Day by The Little Heroes a perfect pop song? The song's writer, Roger Wells, never thought so, as he told Stereo Stories two years ago.
Andrew Starkie reflects on friendship, growing up, and The River: Pat introduced me to Bruce Springsteen in the garage at Monash Avenue. We couldn’t have been older than 12 and 13.
In the first of our Rewind series, we re-visit Rachael Howlett's terrific story about suburbia and buying the 7-inch single of Antmusic by Adam And The Ants. I just knew it was time to break out some of my pocket money to buy this tune and rattled my blue State Bank of Victoria moneybox until [...]
Dear Sgt. Pepper, You were released 50 years ago. That is more years than for which I have breathed this air.
Thank you, Williamstown, for being so much a part of our show at the Williamstown Literary Festival on Saturday 17 June.
Here's the set list from our show at the Willy Lit Fest on Saturday 17 June. On the left is the name of the writer or narrator. In the middle is the name of the song/story. On the right are the names of the musicians. You'll find all the stories by going to our Stories [...]
We designed our album covers, our costumes and our amazing stage shows. Not only would we have a full-size movie screen behind us but Andrew would have a drum kit so large that he would need to get extendable robot arms to be able to reach them all. We also planned out the itinerary for our world tour.
There is much conjecture and disagreement about the trajectory of Paul Weller and friends, the evolution of The Jam from punkish to mod to pop to pastiche, ending in the Style Council, of which I was never a fan (you can tell a Weller woman by the way she wears her hair etc).