With every parting handshake Brendon would tilt his head slightly, lift an eyebrow and advise me to "stick to the shadows".
Vin Maskell Moggs Creek, Australia, 1983 to 2013 A three-part Stereo Story about family, a beach house, and its records. Part 1: from Glen Miller's Chattanooga Choo Choo to Roxy Music's Love Is The Drug.
Alan Attwood Sydney, February 1979 Melbourne, 1984 He was wearing a satin clown suit with big black pom-poms, and his schtick was well-rehearsed, but he was also engaging. I felt some sympathy for a singer who’d allowed himself to be pigeon-holed under ‘E’ for eccentrics. The room was strewn with sheet-music.
David Oke Graceland, Memphis, December 2013 Before entering the Graceland tour I explained to my sons that we were about to enter holy ground, that there are people here who worship Elvis. “In other words,” I said, “Show some respect.”
David Oke Sun Studio, Memphis. December 2013 We had been given strict instruction to not touch any instruments. The piano lid was open. The piano stool awaited. Will I or won't I?
Colin Ritchie Traffic lights somewhere in Melbourne, 2012 Colac, summer of 62/63 You could say the pocket transistor radio was the iPod of its day! Everybody had to have one and you felt so groovy walking down the street with it in your hand. Certainly a real status symbol to the youth of my day in my home town of Colac.