SUMMER OF SORCERY by LITTLE STEVEN ft THE DISCIPLES OF SOUL. Story by Vin M
We’ve never emailed each other. We don’t need Facebook to be friends. We hardly text each other. And then, on the eve of another summer, you tap into your phone...
THE BOOK OF LOVE by THE MAGNETIC FIELDS. Story by Jane Leonard
Songs have been there for me when people haven’t. In the breadth of its short verses, it contains moments that capture everything I have loved about love and have been lucky enough to experience.
BACK TO THE TRACK by SHANE HOWARD. Story by Vin M
I’d heard that he might be up this way. Somewhere. ‘Heard that after the band had fallen apart he had headed north. But how far north?
A mirth of stories
Of the 560 stories on this website we've got nearly 30 stories that we've listed under 'Humour', kicking off with this year's jazz poems from Bill Arnott and then delving deep into our back catalogue.
HANNAH HUNT by VAMPIRE WEEKEND. Story by Mickey Randall
Hannah Hunt opens in a seascape. A gentle, pretty song, it initially glides in that ethereal space between sleeping and waking. There’s a quietness, an almost meditative quality to the music that maybe mirrors our narrator’s quest for peace.
ELECTRIC FEEL by MGMT. Story by Nathan Johnson
As the music plays a green tree viper appears outside my window. It’s slithering through the branches just a few metres away.
I’LL BE GONE. Book by Craig Horne.
Mike Rudd wanted to turn music on its head; like an abstract artist he wanted to create a new tonal reality, a blueprint for Melbourne’s live music scene to follow.
CENTRE STAGE Newport Fiddle & Folk Club
From tips on microphone technique to recommendations about public liability to letters in support of grant applications, the NFFC has been a great ally.
UNDER THE TABLE by FIONA APPLE. Poem by Michael Leach
A short poem about COVID, porridge and a Fiona Apple song.
GLYCERINE QUEEN by SUZI QUATRO. Story by Virginia Muzik
I can’t stop gazing at the album cover. There’s Suzi in black and white, in the middle: tight jeans and leather jacket, hands on her hips, body facing sideways but her face turned front, eyes staring straight at the camera.