The maternal collection
Daughter and mother; Natasha and Angela Savage. Motherās Day may be an artificial construct but stories about mothers, and about being a mother are as genuine as the blood running through our veins. Here are 14 such stories that interwine parenting, love and music. Martina Medica celebrates her toddlersā love of music, [...]
ROCKY GROUND by BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN. Story by Martina Medica.
Iām fairly sure, though, that you didnāt request the song because of its profound message. No, at the age of ānot quite two,ā it was just a song you liked, and especially a song you liked to sing.
(ONCE I HAD A) SECRET LOVE by ENGLEBERT HUMPERDINK. Story and artwork by Chris Rees.
At some point the peg began to sing, and the song it sang was (Once I Had A) Secret Love.
LIKE A ROLLING STONE by BOB DYLAN. Poem by Craig Kirchner.
We sold our place needed the cash to eat./We were lucky on the street...
STRETCHED ON YOUR GRAVE by SINEAD OāCONNOR. Intro and poem by Maureen Alsop.
Suddenly you're in deep water or being pressured out to some cove by a rogue current.
FORTY MILES OF BAD ROAD by DUANE EDDY. Story by David Oke.
Learning some musical tricks from these masters means the jam becomes a living history lesson.
WATERFALL by HEATH KING/FLOW (and MEMPHIS by THE BADLOVES). Story by Martina Medica.
I blink - and the Badloves disappear. Instead, on the stage, I see a ghost. Not Elvis, no. But a King nonetheless. Heath King.
TONIGHT WILL BE FINE by LEONARD COHEN. Story by Luke Davies.
Listening to most music has been so much harder for me since the stroke and I had not been keen on revisiting older recordings and demos of ideas stashed away on various hard drives.
SPICKS AND SPECKS by THE BEE GEES. Story by Tina Hocking.
The guest-house proprietors were an odd, mismatched couple, in their fifties, Iād guess ā he, short, understated, a little creepy; she, a tall matronly type, usually sporting a well-practised smile.
BAGS by CLAIRO. Story by Jennifer Manoogian.
My name sounds different when she says it, and often, I ignore her the first time so I can hear her call it again.